Zustin - A new start

Guess who walked in on who having sex?

New text message from Zayn

Zayn: "gay 😏" really?

Justin: no idea what u talking about 😜

Zayn: you suck 🫠

Justin: behave like a bitch and I won't ever suck you again 😏

Zayn: meh it's not that great anyways. When are you coming home?

Justin: i am home wtf

Justin: I'm in the backyard with Noelle lol

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Justin's POV:

"Well, hello there," I hear Zayn's voice as he steps out into the backyard.

"DADA!" Noelle screams, sprinting toward him and wrapping herself around his legs.

"Hi my angel. Did you have a good day at kindergarten today?" Zayn asks, scooping her up into his arms.

"Yes, but Daddy was mad at the teacher when he picked me up today," she announces, playing with Zayn's cheeks.

"We don't have to tell Dada everything, do we baby?" I say, blowing some bubbles into the air that we were playing with earlier. Noelle just laughs, sliding down to take the bubbles from me so she can start playing again.

"Oh, really? And why would that be?" Zayn asks, smirking at me.

"Because she needs to know the difference between mine and yours," I say, walking over to him and wrapping my arms around his neck.

"You're so fucking sexy when you're jealous, do you know that?" he whispers sensually in my ear, sending shivers down my spine.

"I'm always sexy, Mr. Malik," I reply, leaning in to kiss him.

"Noelle, honey, Trish is coming soon, so you need to get ready. Do you want Zayn to help you?" I ask, relieved that Zayn made it home in time, knowing I don't have the energy to go through Noelle's usual routine of choosing an outfit, let alone picking one for myself afterward.

"Yesssss, Dada helps me!" she yells in response.

"Huh? Help with what? Why is my mom coming?" Zayn asks, looking as if he's seen a ghost.

"Are you serious? Your mom's coming to pick up Noelle since she's babysitting. We got invited to a dinner to celebrate Harry landing that internship he wanted. For fuck's sake Zayn, we talked about this two days ago," I say, my annoyance showing.

"Oh shit, yeah, sorry. I've had a lot on my mind today. I totally spaced," he admits.

"Yeah, yeah. Now go help her pick out a nice outfit. Your family is taking her out, so it has to be fancy—per Noelle's request, of course. She also needs a shower, and she's got a ton of ideas for how she wants her hair styled. It's gonna take a while, so you'd better get started. Have fun, babe," I tease him.

"Oh, fuck off," I hear him mutter faintly.

"Dada, no swearing!" Noelle scolds him, making me laugh.

"Exactly, Dada. No swearing, or maybe you won't get lucky tonight," I whisper in his ear as I head inside.

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"I love her, but that's the last time I ever get her ready. It was like she thought she was going to the Grammys, for fuck's sake. And you're the one cleaning up her room because there are clothes everywhere on the floor. My mom said she could sleep over if we wanted, so just text her if that's okay. Fucking hell, I'm mentally drained," Zayn groans as he enters the room, sighing in frustration.