thinking bout' you

twenty-three

ariana knocks on her fathers bedroom door. zayn groans as harry giggles. he pushes zayn off of him before pointing to the door.

zayn shakes his head. harry just playfully rolls his eyes at his husband. "go."

zayn groans once more before slipping on a pair of sweatpants and opening the door for his kid.

"what is it, baby?"

"do we have to go to grandmas tomorrow?" ariana pouts as she plops down on their bed.

zayn sits beside her before nodding. "it's just for two days. we'll go, chat with the family, and then come back home."

"promise."

"cross my heart. is that all you wanted?" zayn wasn't trying to be rude to his daughter. but she always came in at the worst possible moments. she was a huge cockblock.

"dad! im sure harry doesn't want you violating his body all the time. he's already pregnant with your kid. give the man a break."

harry laughs as zayn huffs. "i love you baby. but you really are a cock block."

"zayn!" harry hits his chest playfully. zayn smirks.

"don't tell me you weren't just begging me fo fu-"

"please don't finish that sentence." ariana made a disgust face.

zayn laughs at his daughter. "shouldn't you be packing anyway, princess? i know you haven't." zayn asked his daughter.

"i have. im extremely bored and wanna hang with my best friend. but my lame dad married him and now i barely get harry time." ariana jokes.

harry just giggles as zayn rolls his eyes once more. "your lame dad isn't gonna buy you a christmas gift this year if you don't hush."

"oh please. you'll buy me one anyway. we all know you'll cave. you always do."

"i do not."

"you kinda do, zaynie." harry states.

"not you too. okay just for that." zayn begins to whisper in his ear the rest so ariana wouldn't hear. harry blushes like a tomato as ariana makes a face. "okay. im leaving." ariana states as she leaves the room.

zayn just smirks before closing the door and locking it behind her. "you're serious?" harry asked.

"dead serious baby. now turn over so i can punish you." zayn states as harry whimpers. he was definitely ready for what was in store.
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harry rubs his belly nervously as he waits patiently for someone to open the door.

zayn gives him a sad smile as he squeezed his hands tightly. he kisses the back of it to reassure him that things were gonna be alright as long as he's around.

harry smiles happily as he kisses his husbands cheek gently before someone finally opens the door.

"welcome to hellsgiving." dylan smirks.

zayn rolls his eyes at his little brother before him, harry, and ari head inside.

"is that what you're calling it."

"pretty much, yeah. it's perfect. came up with it myself. im cleaver like that." dylan pops his invisible collar.

"you're something."

dylan smirks once more. "by the way. i brought a date. met him last week. he'll be here tomorrow."

"oh, yeah? what's his name."

"that's for me to know and for you to wait very patiently for." dylan states.

"you're annoying. is he at least hot?"

"sexy as hell. why'd you think i invited him."

"i don't know. hoping for some ass?"

"yes, brother. that's exactly what im hoping for. call it assgiving. they just keep on coming."

"cumsgiving." ariana buts in.

dylan high fives his niece. "that's what im talking about! im so proud."

"you corrupted my child." zayn shakes his head.

"i made her better. and im gonna do the same for this little one." dylan places his hands on harry's belly after asking permission to touch.

"you will not." zayn states.

"do you guys know what you're having yet?"

"we wanna be surprised actually."

"lame."

"that's what i said." ariana states.

"i think it's sweet." paris states as she walks into the living room.

"of course you would. you are obsessed with surprises." dylan states.

paris just shrugs. "who doesn't like surprises?"

"people with brain cells." dylan just shrugs. "suspense is crucial. i rather know about everything at all times. which is one reason i hate the concept of life. you never know what's gonna be thrown your way." dylan states.

"i think you just overthink things." zayn bites back.

"nope. as usual, im right, you're wrong."

"as usual, you're a dumbass, im smart as fuck." zayn states.

"how are we related again?" dylan asked.

"okay, boys. no fighting." harry playfully rolls his eyes at dylan and zayn.

zayn kisses harry's cheek. "sorry baby. no more. i promise. we're just messin around."

harry smiles lovingly as he rubs his hands up and down his baby bump.

"it's so cute. im so happy for you two." paris states.

"thanks. zayn and i are still pretty shell shocked about this. we're happy of course but it's still crazy. im gonna have a tiny human to look after."

"im gonna be a big sister. im so excited. i have been begging both my parents to make me a sibling. even if it's a random hook-up. now, not only will i have a little sister or brother, but im gonna be godmom because im the bestie."

"obviously." harry kisses ariana's cheek.

everyone turned when they hear someone clear their throat. zayn holds his husband tight when they see it's his mother.

"mother." zayn nods his head.

"hello prince. how are you?"

"good. how are you?" zayn asked. he didn't know if she was gonna be civil or not but he was prepared for shit to hit the fan at any given moment.

"im well darling. i was told harry invited his sister and mother. where are they?"

"staying in a hotel. they said they're more comfortable there. i didn't argue." zayn states. he honestly would have too if it weren't for harry convincing him otherwise.

"very well darling. if you need me, ill be finishing up dinner."

zayn nods before he grabs harry's hand and kisses the back of it.

"i promise baby, everything is gonna be okay." zayn whispers.