Chapter Twenty-Two

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Kendall and Zayn were hanging out while Noah played on the play structure. They were at the same park As the night before and Zayn couldn't help but think about how his dream self had referred to it as his and Kendalls park. It may actually become that if they kept meeting here.

Zayn was sitting cross-legged in the bench, his torso turned to face Kendall. Finally, he asked the question that had been nagging at him all morning.

"So tell me about Peter." He smiled. And Kendall found herself smiling in return, forgetting the lie she had told Zayn about Peter being Noah s father.

"He was super sweet. Never hurt anyone. Cutest blonde hair you've ever seen and these stunning blue eyes." Kendall smiles at the thought of her high school crush.

"Whatever happened to the cutting short the curls and the girls lining up to see him?" Zayn raised an eyebrow. It was suddenly clear that Kendall had been lying.

"I-...he-..." Kendall stuttered.

"You lied to me." Zayn muttered, staring her straught in the eye. He didn't know what To think of her anymore. "Why the hell did you lie to me?"

"I-..."Kendall stuttered again, trailing off.

Zayn sighed. "Well Kendall? Who the **** is the father?"

Kendall bit her lip. She disnt want to tell him, by she didn't want him to get angry wirh her. He honestly looked pretty scary right then.

"It was a one night stand in a bar. We were both trying to get over a crush. It was just an accident." Kendall frantically defended, knowing Zayn wouldn't like what he was about to hear.

"I asked who it was." Zayn kept his voice calm and level, but Kendall could tell he was getting angry.

"It was Harry." She whispered. Before she could blink an eye, Zayn had his phone out and it was up to his ear.

"Harry." Zayn snapped into the phone.

"What's wrong mate?" Zayn hated how cheery Harry could be after what he had caused.

"Why don't you get over here to your ******* son and find out!" Zayn spat.

"What are you talking about Zayn? Please calm down." Harry sounded confused, and maybe even a bit frightened.

"Calm down?!? I just found out that you knocked up a girl at a bar and didn't even have the decency to help her care for the kid! How the hell do you expect me to calm down?" Zayn shouted into the phone. By now, people at the park were giving him dirty looks for the foul language, but he disnt even care at this point.

"Zayn, I don't know what you're talking abiut. Where are you, I'll come see what's going on." Harry offered.

"I'm at the park by the house. You better hurry before I come to my senses and murder you for this." Zayn warned bwfore hanging up. Kendall placed a hand on his arm gently.

"He never knew Zayn." Kendall told him. "You can't blame him."

"That doesn't mean it wasn't his fault." Zayn argued.

Kendall raised an eyebrow. "Are you telling me that you called every girl you ever had a one night stand with a week later to make sure she wasn't pregnant?"

"Well...no." Zayn admitted.

"So for all you know, you could have a son, and it wouldn't be any more your fault than Noah is Harry's." Kendall pointed out. "To Harry, it was just a one night stand, a way to deal with unrequited feelings. To me, it was a day that changed my life. But he had no way of knowing that."

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