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Being pregnant at this point in his life should have been a joy for Zayn. It would have been the second little bundle of joy to complete the family of four they always dreamed of. It quite literally would have been a dream come true. But this wasn't that. Not at all.

This was a nightmare. He was pregnant with someone else's child, a stranger he had never even seen or heard. There was no question about it because he was the only one Zayn had unprotected sex with lately. Which wouldn't have been nearly as consequential negatively if that didn't also happen to be the one time he was off his birth control pills. Things couldn't have landed more perfectly in the worst way for him.

Not just because he was pregnant with a stranger's child. But because all he could think about was Harry. As he was speeding home, he wondered what he should do. What was the decision he should make now that he had the confirmation?

Zayn was never against abortion. But he was against it for himself for none other than because he didn't think he could ever handle it emotionally. He'd read about some people who needed to go to cancelling after an abortion due to overwhelming feelings of loss. And Zayn knew that because of the kind of person he was, he would feel the exact same way, even if it was his choice.

He had his reasons though. For him, the idea of being able to carry children as only twenty five percent of the male population had always been such a proud thing for him. It was a privilege. And to have used it so recklessly was not only embarrassing, it was putting him in a near impossible situation.

He bawled the entire way home. But when he saw Harry's car in the driveway, he quickly sucked it up and wiped his eyes and nose. After checking his face in the mirror, he went inside. As he made it towards the bedroom, the feeling of needing to puke came over him again and he burst into the bathroom, going straight for the toilet.

It was at that point that he realized Harry had just finished showering and was standing naked just outside the shower.

"You okay?" He asked curiously.

Zayn was still puking into the toilet. Hardly anything was left inside his stomach. But just the retching sound made the cycle continue until eventually it stopped.

"You okay, baby?" Harry asked again.

"Yeah. Just... bad shrimp."

"Bad shrimp? Where'd you get shrimp?"

"That place on the corner of Lovell and Third. Victoria's. I was craving it."

"Oh. Wow. So that's where you went off to after I left."

He peeked over in the toilet.

"I don't see any shrimp in there."

"That's because I already threw up a lot before I even came home." He quickly said.

"Oh. Maybe you need to rest then. You might have food poisoning."

"I'm fine."

Zayn snatched tissue off the roll and and wiped his mouth with it. That's when it came to him that he wasn't even supposed to be talking to Harry right now.

"What are you doing home? I thought you were at work."

Harry wrapped a towel around his waist.

"There was a mishap earlier today."

"What happened?"

"I got puked on."

Zayn whipped his head up in his direction.

"What? By who?"

"A client who came into the office."

"Oh. That's so weird."