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"Let's go, Zayn," Harry said, pulling 9 months pregnant Zayn off the couch. "It's our last appointment before we get to meet our babies!"
"Alright alright. Slow down," Zayn said, waddling towards the door. "I'm a whale. I can't move as fast as you."
"You're not a whale, babe!" Harry said, helping Zayn the rest of the way to the car.
As soon as they were in the car and driving, Zayn leaned back, groaning slightly. "What? Are you okay, Z? Are the babies coming?"
"No. They're just those stupid Braxton Hicks contractions."
"Are you sure? Should we just go to the hospital and wait?"
"No, Harry. Stop worrying. I been getting these since I was five months."
"But you're nine months."
"Drop it, Harry. I'm fine."
"Whatever you say..." Harry rolled his eyes at Zayn's attitude and continued to drive.
*~At the doctor's~*
"So here we have your little babies." The doctor pointed to the two big blobs on the screen. "So I'm guessing you've heard about your babies' disabilities?"
Zayn looked to Harry. "N-no we haven't? What's wrong?" Zayn asked worriedly.
"Well, one has the chance of being blind and deaf."
"Oh my god. No one ever told us that!"
"That's strange. We've been able to know that for the past three months..."
"So blind and deaf?"
"Yes. Both of you are carriers of basically a disease that can make a child blind and deaf. However, neither of you are actually blind."
"Oh my god..." Zayn whispered. Harry kissed the top of Zayn's head.
"You're free to leave if you'd like." Zayn got help off the table, instant walking out with Harry.
"I can't believe they didn't tell us that. Now, we're going to have a blind and deaf child and we don't know sign language or anything!" Zayn ranted.
"Zayn, calm down a little. I know it's frustrating but we don't want to hurt the babies in any way." Harry placed a gentle hand in Zayn's thigh. "We'll just have to adjust a little bit."
"Yeah."
*~Later that night~*
"Harry. Wake up." Zayn shook Harry slightly. Harry sat up suddenly, realising what was happening.
"Oh my god! Is it time to go to the hospital?"
"No. It's not." Harry settled down and say closer to Zayn.
"Then what's wrong?"
"I want to talk about the babies."
"Okay."
"I'm scared, Harry. I think I'm going to be a really bad father. I don't know any other language besides English and I don't know how I'm going to tell her that she's beautiful when she can't see it herself," he cried.
"Oh Z." Harry wrapped Zayn in a hug, Zayn crying into his shoulder. "It's okay, love. Just cry it out."
Zayn sobbed into Harry's bare shoulder. "I-I just want to be a g-good d-dad!"
"Z, you'll be the best daddy ever. Even though they'll be a little different than us and others, you and I love them unconditionally. Nothing can break that."
