Changes | z.m.

Chapter 50

Zayn's POV

It had been a full two weeks since the car accident, and after a few check-ins with the doctor, it was confirmed that Aiden and I were okay. The press had calmed down once management released a statement vaguely explaining our situation and denied all of the ridiculous rumors that had come out of nowhere in the tabloids.

Since tour ended a while ago, it was time for the lads and I to start working on another album. We were all excited to get started, but I knew this meant less time with Eve and Aiden. I didn't want to leave her at home by herself everyday with a baby, but there weren't any other options, really.

"I really don't want to leave you tomorrow morning." I muttered into Eve's ear as we sat on the couch while Liam took selfies with Aiden.

"I don't want you to leave either, but it's your job." She played with my fingers as she said this. I sighed, not being able to even imagine being without Eve for most of the day.

"Why don't you two swing by the studio at lunch time and come see me for a bit tomorrow?" I suggested. "That way I won't go through withdrawal symptoms."

Eve giggled. "Sure, but I'd like to know what these withdrawal symptoms are."

Eve's POV

In the morning, I was completely on top of things. Of course, I woke up to an empty bed since the boys had to leave early in the morning. Surprisingly, I didn't hear any crying, just silence.

I scurried into the nursery to see Aiden; eyes wide open, just lying in his crib quietly. What an odd child. I gave him some milk that I had pumped earlier and got him dressed, ready for the day. He only cried once that morning, and stopped as soon as I gave him some more milk. I had a quick bite to eat before getting ready myself and packing a diaper bag so we could go run some errands before heading to the studio. I checked my phone to see that I had a text from Zayn.

From Zayn: Good morning gorgeous. I can't wait to see you at lunch. Kiss Aiden for me, and I'll see you guys soon. I love you babe. Xx

I couldn't help but smile at the screen of my phone, knowing that I had a perfect boyfriend who loved my son and me. I had no doubt in my mind that Zayn was the one, but if I needed clarification, I could just think of everything he's done for me in the past year. Starting with when I first moved in.

We had so many conversations about life, love, struggles, people, music, everything. His appearance was perfect, but I would still love him if he had a face only a mother could love. I saw past his perfection on the outside, and focused on his perfection on the inside. I just, loved him. So much.

"Ready cutie pie?" I asked Aiden who was already strapped into the stroller. I had to walk, but luckily there were shops and restaurants close by. I would have to get a taxi to the studio, though.

I noticed that people stared at me as I walked down the street. I pulled the cover over the stroller so Aiden wasn't exposed to the somewhat cold air, or the public. I speed walked to Tesco, even though no one was blatantly following me, I knew some people recognized me as Zayn's girlfriend.

I wasn't even famous and people seemed to gape at me as if I was. The tabloids had finally found another subject to tackle, but I guess that didn't mean people weren't interested in One Direction and everyone connected to them. I remembered people taking pictures with bodyguards while I was on tour with the boys. It was mental, but amazing at the same time in a strange way.

Zayn and I had many conversations about how he never really wanted fame, but it was a blessing in disguise. He was able to provide things for his family that he never would have been able to before, and he had met so many amazing people. Zayn told me he just wanted to give the X Factor a go to see if he could really sing, and it turned out he really could.