Hey guys, thanks for voting and reading. I'm so happy you guys like it, I'm trying to be more descriptive on things and I'm trying not to put the guys of one direction in here too much. The guys don't always hang out with each other guys girlfriends. Sorry I didn't put a picture of Ally up sooner but I will so look on the side in the next chapter when I update. There's also a video of the house that I'll try to put up so check on the side please. I really want you to see it to get an idea of how the house looks. Sorry I got the stairs mixed up.
--------------------------------------------
I woke up the next morning and Zayn was laying asleep next to me. He smelt like cinnamon and his hair was as messy as it ever gets. I slid out from underneath his arm and picked up my phone. I had texts from Belle and from Harry.
From: Bellzah(;
Where r u?
Oh crap, I forget to tell her I wasn't coming.
To: Bellzah(;
Sorry, Zayn kept me here. Fill you in later.
I went to check what Harry had texted me. I had 3 texts from Harry.
From: HareBear<3
When are you coming home?
From: HareBear<3
I bought you some flowers! :)
From: HareBear<3
I love you babe. Can't wait 2 see you! ;)
Harry has this habit of continuously texting me until I text him. At first, he hardly ever texted me. I was lucky to get two texts a week. When we begun dating, he had started texting me numerous times a day. At the time, I was so ecstatic to get to talk to him more often, but I had no idea I was enabling a bad habit.
To: HareBear<3
Harry, please give me a day or two to think. That means no texts, calls, or gifts of any kind. (no flowers)
I sat my phone down on the bed and went to the bathroom to shower. I stepped into his huge shower and turned the knob. The warm steamy water fell down on me and it was so relaxing.
After washing my hair and body I turned off the shower and grabbed my towel. I brushed my teeth and put my hair up in a bun; then I threw a white shirt on that had 01 written in black on it and black leggings. I put my grey jacket on and a thick black scarf around my neck. I slid my uggs on my feet and grabbed my orange bag and sat it on the table.
(Picture of outfit on side.)
I went to the kitchen to find something to eat because mama bear gotta eat. I opened the big silver fridge and looked for something decent to eat. He had a lot of different types of food. There was yogurt, hummus, blueberries, sport drinks, and many other things. I looked in the freezer and saw some blueberry eggos and that sounded like an orgasm so I pulled the box out and grabbed two of them.
I popped them into the toaster and sat on the island. After a few moments they shot out and scared the crap out of me. I grabbed a plate and some butter. I spread the butter onto the eggos and went to get some syrup. I drowned the eggos in syrup, I like it that way. I was thirsty and got a glass of orange juice. I went and sat in the dining room which was huge. I checked my twitter and saw that Dad Zayn was trending. Great! I locked my phone and sat it on the table. I ate slowly, to enjoy the flavor.
I heard Zayn walking down the stairs and he came into the dining room. I looked at my food instead of him. I wasn't mad, I was confused. I wanted Harry to walk down the stairs and slap sense into me. I want Romeo actions, not this shit.
"What's wrong babe?" He sat in a chair next to me and ran his hand through his hair, attempting to fix the mess of waves.
"Nothing, just tired." I was done with my breakfast and took my plate and cup with me. I put them in the sink and walked into the living room to then turn on the tv. He came in after me and sat next to me. He put his arm around my shoulders and looked at me.
"Can I help you?" I looked at him then back at the tv. Peter Pan was on and who doesn't love Peter?
"You seem, uncomfortable."
"I'm not uncomfortable. How do I seem uncomfortable?" I rested my head on his chest. I heard his heart beat. It was beating fast and I couldn't help but smile. Hearing someone's heartbeat is like watching a bird sing. Beauty is within the beat of sounds.
"Your not sayin much Ally. What's bothering you?" He turned and looked intently at me. I sat up and avoiding his awkward stare.
"Nothing is bothering me."
"Liar." He scoffed, I wasn't lying, nothing was wrong. It's just nothing was right.
"Harry is what's bothering me. I don't know what to do. It's like I constantly have to keep on my toes around him nowadays. So many things are jumping around in my head and for the life of me I can't think straight." He grabbed my hand and then hugged me. I held into him, in that moment my problems left my mind. It was like I was 16 again, sitting next to him by the lake. We used to sit and talk for hours and somehow he made all my pain disappear.
"Don't think too much. There's thousands of ways you can fix this, but save it for another day. Focus on little jelly bean inside of ya and Daniel." There's that feeling again. The feeling where you know shit is about to hit the fan. I do need to focus more on Danny and little bean. I've been stressing myself out too much and it's about time I relaxed.
"You're right, hey I'm going to to the hospital bring Nathaniel home do you want to come?"
"I want to but I can't. We have a band meeting today and I can't miss it. I'll come home right after the meeting if that's okay." I kind of wanted him to go, Nathaniel needed to see him. He was finally coming home and they said he was fine to leave. He didn't need the IV or anything which made me happy to know he was getting much better.
"Yeah okay." I gave him a kiss on the cheek and picked up my orange bag. I should clear my mind of all the crap that's been pollinating it lately. Maybe I should visit my sister Riley. Yeah, I really should.
YOU ARE READING
He's my son (One Direction)
FanfictionI'm Ally, that girl Zayn got pregnant at 16. Yup that's me! We dated for two years until I found out he cheated on me. He cheated on me, got me pregnant, and we broke up. I gave birth to Nathaniel 9 months later and I do not want Zayn to know about...