Mistakes

11

Zayn was lying in bed, thinking, what if Harry decided he didn’t want a relationship with Madison? Oh, god, what if Harry was just using Zayn and Madison? Zayn was thinking all these ridiculous thoughts when his door opened and he saw his pride and joy standing in the doorway clutching her teddy bear.

“Daddy?” She whispered.

“Couldn’t sleep?” Zayn asked.

“No, daddy.”

“Come here, baby, you can lie down with daddy.”

She giggled, threw her bear on, then put her arms up so Zayn could pick her up and put her on the bed. She immediately pulled her bear close and snuggled into her daddy.

“Daddy?” She asked quietly.

He looked down at her. “Yes, princess?”

“Daddy, do you like uncle Harry and Liam?”

Zayn sighed. “Baby, there’s something you should know.”

She just looked up at him as if to tell him to go on.

“Honey, uncle Harry isn’t your uncle.”

Zayn sighed again. He thought he’d at least have a few more years before he had to tell her.

“Maddie, uncle Harry’s not your uncle because he’s your daddy. Well, he’d be your papa. I’m daddy.”

She looked conflicted. “Is that why I look like him?”

“Yeah, honey, that’s why you look like him.”

It was silent for a few minutes before she spoke again.

“If Harry papa, then why he not sleep with you?”

To say Zayn was shocked was a major understatement. “Babe, papa’s sleeping with Liam. Papa and Liam are together. Papa doesn’t love daddy.”

Before Zayn could process what was happening, Madison had hopped out of bed and was running out of the room. Seconds later, she ran back in dragging a tired-looking Harry with her.

“You sleep with daddy, papa.” She commanded.

Zayn had seen how Harry perked up at hearing the word papa.

“You told her?”

Zayn shrugged. “Yeah, I had to. She asked if I liked you and the truth just kinda sorta came out. I’m so sorry.”

Harry smiled and crawled into bed with Zayn but not before picking up Madison where she instantly snuggled into Harry’s side.

“Do you?” He finally asked.

“Do I what?”

“Don’t play dumb. Do you still like me?”

“I don’t like you, Harry, I love you. I love you, Harry Edward Payne. I’m still in love with you.” Zayn confessed.

Harry smiled. “I still love you, too.”

And with that, Harry leaned over and kissed Zayn with immense passion and love.

Liam woke up and frowned when he didn’t see Harry next to him. Zayn. Zayn had stolen him from him.

He immediately went into Zayn’s room and growled at the sight. He saw how Madison was snuggled into Zayn’s side with Harry’s arm wrapped protectively around him, almost like he was afraid to let go.

Liam’s anger boiled even more. How dare Zayn steal Harry from him? Harry was his first. All of a sudden, he got an idea and smiled wickedly.

You’ll see, Harry, you will really see. He thought evilly.