A month later
Zayn had been at work for a while and wasn't able to meet Harry's father but now he was finally able to meet him over dinner at Harry's House.
The doorbell rings and Harry runs to go get it. "Zayn" Harry squeals and jumps on to him
"I missed you so much Zaynie did you have fun doing your concerts"
"I did. And here you go babe" Zayn says handing Harry some smooshed sunflowers
"There smooshed Zayn" Harry pouts
"I wonder why"
Harry rolls his eyes
"come meet my dad Zayner"
"Zayner?" Zayn whispers testing the name
"Mommy Daddy, Zayn's here" Harry yells for his parents in the kitchen to hear
Anne walks out. She gives Zayn a look then smiles "Robin is setting the table go wash up"
"Oh ok mommy" Harry then grabs Zayn's hand a drags him up to his bedroom bathroom.
"Your mom still doesn't like me" Zayn sighs
"Yeah I know she didn't even want daddy to meet you but I said that it's bad to judge one based of what media says" Harry smiles
Zayn grins widely. "Thank you for sticking up for me baby"
Harry blushes. "Oh it's nothing Zayner"
"What is with this new name" Zayn asks drying his hands
"Idk me and Ni came up with it when we were bored"
"Ni who's that"
"School friend we don't really hang out like that"
"Hmm got any other friends I need about" Zayn asks with a raised eyebrow
Harry giggles "take me to school tomorrow and I'll introduce you"
They head back downstairs and to the kitchen. Zayn takes his jacket off and puts it on one of the hooks.
Harry stares Zayn down. He bites his lip as Zayn sits next to him. Harry puts his hand up Zayn's shirt.
Zayn takes Harry's hand a sets it on the table he leans in and acts like he's going to kiss Harry and tells him "your mom already thinks I'm a man whore don't make her think I'm leading you down the wrong path ok baby"
Harry nods and fixes himself. Robin then walks in from washing his hand."Daddy meet Zayner" Harry squeals
Zayn gets up from his chair. "Nice to finally meet you sir"
"As well as you" they shake hands and Robin notices Zayn's mussels in is shirt.
"How old are you again"
"I'm 21 sir"
Robin nods. "You look a lot older tho"
"Oh well I can show you my birth certificate it's all there in black bold letters" Zayn jokes making only Harry laugh
"Daddy don't tell me you don't like him. You were so excited to meet last night what changed did mommy talk to you is that what happened"
"No what happened was I was searching him online ad I came across this video. I clicked on it and Harry your to innocent to know what was in the video but just know that there's plenty more"
"I will not have my son dating someone who does those type of things" Robin concludes
"Get out of our house right you disgusting whore and you and Harry are over with I better not see you anywhere near him or I'm calling the police" Anne says sternly
"No Zayn's not leaving till I know what the video was" Harry pouts sitting on top of Zayn
"Can I take him upstairs I don't need you guys judging me even more" Zayn asks looking down
"No you can talk in the living room no farther"
Zayn nods and takes Harry's hand
He sits Harry on the couch and rubs on his thigh.
"Um Harry this is gonna be hard for me to tell you like really hard and I just want you to know that it's been forever since anyone has brought it up and since I've done it. So pls don't just me to hard ok baby"
Harry nods his head. "I won't judge you Zaynie"
Zayn breaths outs. "Ok"
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