"Wait, Zayn," Niall said before Zayn walked out the door. He caught up to Zayn. "Don't go. I'm sorry."
"It's alright. Sorry for insulting you." They shared a hug before Niall offered for him to stay.
"Y'know... I'm gonna need some help for the next nine months. Do you want to stay in my guest bedroom?"
"Ummm. I don't know. Is that a good idea?" He closed the door and continued to look at Niall.
"Yeah. Please, Zayn? We have some catching up to do anyways." He took Zayn's hand and pulled him upstairs. "C'mon. It'll be fun."
He opened the door to the guest bedroom. Inside was a nice cherrywood bed frame that held up a memory foam mattress. The blankets covered the bed beautifully.
There was a dresser on the far wall and huge window that looked out on beautiful Ireland. "What do you think?"
"This is really nice. But, won't you make this the nursery? I don't want to be in the way."
"I'm going back when the baby is like two or three months old. Until we go back, it'll be staying in my room. I insist you stay here." He subconsciously put a hand on his flat stomach.
"Are you sure? I don't want to bother you."
"Oh shut up. You're not bothering anyone." Niall gestures for them to go back downstairs. "And you don't have to stay here twenty four/seven. I just mean you're more than welcome to stay here."
"Well, thanks." They sat down on the couch together. "What time is it?"
Niall looked at his phone. "Six fifteen. Want dinner?"
"I could eat. But you're the pregnant one. Are you hungry?"
"Like you just said, I'm pregnant. Of course I'm hungry."
"Great. Pizza sound good?"
"Perfect." Zayn orders a pizza for the both of them. They stayed up late eating pizza and watching movies.
The next morning, Niall woke up only to rush to the bathroom to throw up everything he consumed the previous night.
Zayn and Niall repeated the same process every night and morning. They eventually go used to it.
A few days later, they sat on the couch talking about the baby when Zayn got a call from Perrie. "Hi babe."
"Zayn Malik! Where the hell are you?! I've been waiting here at home for days!" Zayn cringed.
"I've been hanging out with a.... friend," he hesitated.
"Oh fantastic. Who's that stupid slut you're cheating on me with?"
"Well I wouldn't consider Niall a slut, Perrie."
"You're hanging out with Niall?! What the fuck?" She cursed. "When did you become gay? What kind of things have you two been doing?"
"Perrie, I'm hanging out with him. In what world do you think I would cheat on you with him. He's my best mate."
"I don't trust that."
"Okay you do whatever you want. Bye, Perrie." He hung up before she had a chance to say anything else.
"She called me a slut?" Niall asked with a bit of a sad tone.
"She thought in hanging out with another girl. She wouldn't call you a slut." He out a hand on Niall's shoulder. "So it looks like I'm staying longer than expected."
"That's fine. That bedroom is all yours."
"Thanks, man."
"No problem."
