Beside You [ZaynxLuke mpreg] *edited*

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*WHY IS HE SO PRETTY😍*

*Zayn's POV*

I woke up to the screams of my daughter, and my mother probably scolding her. I groaned, and rolled over, not wanting to hear any more of it. I heard someone knocking on my door before it opened. I felt the bed dip down, and a hand rubbing my back. I looked up to see Liam sitting there with a small smile on his face. I gave him a smile as I sat up, stretching my arms.

"Good morning, Li. Whats with all the screaming so early in the morning?" I asked, rubbing my hands on my face.

"Well, Peighton wanted some sweets, but it's 8:30 in the morning, so your mom told her no. She didn't like that, and now she is in time out," Liam explained. I nodded my head, and swung my legs over the edge of the bed. He rubs my back, and stands up from where he was sitting. "There's breakfast ready for you if you want it." I gave Liam another small smile as I fully stand up, almost losing my balance due to my huge stomach. I walked over to the full length mirror I had in my room, and I couldn't help but wonder what it was that Luke loved about me.

"Liam, am I fat?" I asked, suddenly very insecure. I heard Liam sigh, and he walked over, wrapping his arms somewhat around my waist. I knew what he was going to say, considering I was probably like this with Peighton. I just couldn't help the fact that I looked so fat right now.

"I know you know you're not fat. Not at all. Yes you put on a few pounds, but that was to support the baby that's growing inside of you," He whispered. I couldn't stop the tears that were forming in my eyes.

"I can't help but feel as if I'm a fucking whale. I don't know what Luke sees in me," I whispered back. Liam sighed yet again, and turned me around in his arms.

"I'm sure Luke sees the stubborn, protective, caring person you are. Your looks were just an added bonus. He loves you for you, not your looks. Z, I'm sure if he was here right now, he wouldn't want you to feel so insecure about this right now. Just look at the bright side, soon you're going to have a beautiful son, and a fantastic husband," Liam said, smirking while looking at my ring finger. I smiled slightly, thinking about that day in the hospital. He told off his manager for us, and I will forever grateful for stand him.

"Yeah, I guess. Now can we get that food. I'm starving, and I'm eating for two now," I said, wiping under my eyes, just in case some tears did escape. Liam nodded, and grabbed my hand, helping me out of my room, and down the stairs. When we reached the kitchen, I saw my mom sitting at the bar drinking tea and Peighton at the table, obviously still pouting about whatever this morning. She saw me, and her face light up like it was Christmas morning.

"G'morning daddy!" Peighton shouted and waved. I laughed at her actions, and waved back.

"Good morning, baby girl. I hope you were good this morning," I said giving her a look that said I know what happened. She shrunk a little in her chair, and shook her head.

"No, daddy. I was a bad girl this morning," She said, sulking a little.

"Now why did you get in trouble?" I asked. She shrunk even more in her seat, not wanting another lecture.

"I wanted a sweet, but Grandma wouldn't let me have one. And then I started yelling about how she was a meanie pants for not letting me have a sweet. And then she started yelling at me," She whispered with her head down. I almost laughed at what she called my mom, but I knew I had to be stern. I waddled, yes fucking waddled, over to where my daughter was sitting, and pulled out a chair to sit down.

"Peighton, you know we don't call people a meanie pants, okay. Grandma was being smart. You need to eat a real breakfast before you get sweets. Even then, you only get sweets when you're being a good girl," I said. Peighton nodded looking as if she was about to cry. I gave her a kiss on the forehead, and looked up to see my mom giving us a fond look and a thumbs up. Considering Peighton was usually a good child, this is the first time she really got in trouble.

"Do you still love me daddy?" I heard Peighton ask in the most heartbreaking tone ever. I turned to look at her, and pulled her into a hug.

"Of course P, but you still need to behave, even when I'm not around," I said into her hair.

"But I was being a bad girl, and bad girls don't get to be loved," She said on the verge of tears.

"Peighton, I'm going to love you no matter what. There is nothing you could do to make that change," I said, giving her forehead another little peck. She nodded her head, and it felt weird on my bloated stomach. I pulled away with a smile on my face, and I could hear the faint sounds of my phone ringing from my room. I gave Liam a look, and he went to go answer it. A few minutes later, he came back in looking like he had seen a ghost. To say I was confused would be an understatement. I knew Luke wouldn't be calling me this early, and Louis and Harry were off doing god knows what. Liam handed me the phone, and I placed it to my ear. Before I could speak, there was an unmistakeable Australian accent coming through the phone, making my eyes go wide. I knew we forgot to tell some people.

"Why did you not tell me I was a Grandmother and that you had one on the way?" Oh, shit.

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You can probably guess who called. hehe. Anyways, I graduated on Monday...I'm officially done with high school. HALLELUJAH!!! I went yesterday to register for classes this fall at the college I'm going to and the science I'm taking is biology in pop culture and I get to watch The Waling Dead, and A Bugs Life, and The Big Bang Theory in class, I'm so excited!

Anyways, I hope you liked the chapter, and I love you guys. Thanks for reading.

~Rachel