Lifesaver (A Zarry fanfic)

25. Faults

25

Jessie's POV

I had cried so many tears, I couldn't fall asleep. The person I loved the most and gave everything I had, just dropped me so easily. What broke me the most, was Harry's reaction. The way his face wrinkled up and his body becoming so pale you'd mistake him for a snowman. I wouldn't be able to forgive myself for causing him so much pain on him. After all he's done for me, I repaid him by giving him the worst possible news. He was in love with me, and I revealed that I was pregnant with his best friend's baby. But it wasn't only heartbreaking for him, but for me too. Harry swore his hatred at me, right to my face. MY bestfriend, hated me. The boy who saved me from my abuser, hated me.

I just lay in Zayn's bed, drawing circles in my belly. There were no more tears to cry, so I couldn't. Tomorrow, school would start up again. I didn't want to go, at all. But I would go, so Zayn knew I was okay. I could smell the breakfast he was making, french toast and banana smoothie. I loved them.

"Hey hey, sunshine." Zayn walked in, placing a plate on my nightstand and bottle. I narrowed my eyebrows at him as I propped myself on my elbows. "What?"

"That's a baby bottle."

"I know.." He shrugged, smiling to himself. "I went to go buy some bananas for your smoothie at the pharmacy and they had all this stuff for babies. So I decidded, hey, it's never too early to start preparing."

"That's sweet." I sat up straight, drinking my smoothie first. "I still don't understand why I'm drinking from a bottle though."

"I just wanted to see you drink from a bottle."

"Do I look like a baby to you?" I laughed, eating a piece of my french toast.

"I can imagine what he'll look like when you drink it." I looked down at my hands and smiled, my cheeks growing hot. "I hope he has your eyes." I shrugged and watched as he took a drink from my smoothie.

"I just hope he makes it.." I sighed, looking up at Zayn. "D-Do you think Harry meant it when he said he hated me?"

"He was just angry, I assure you. He does not hate you Jessie. He can try all he wants, but he won't. Harry, he's complicated. When he's angry, he says a lot of things he doesn't mean." I nodded as Zayn held my hands. "I don't understand how anyone can hate you. You're the sweetest, most tender girl I've ever met."

"I know." I shrugged. "What are we doing today?"

"Stay home, eat, watch a couple movies. Anything you want to do." Zayn shrugged, kissing my forehead.

"First, make me another smoothie. Second, I do want to watch movies. And third, you have no choice." I chuckled, placing a light kiss to his neck.

"I should've seen that coming." He groaned, pecking my nose as I giggled. "I'll make more french toast, but in the meantime.." Zayn took my bottle out my hands. "I'm going to make you more banana smoothies." I frowned as he chugged down the bottle.

"Zayn! Save me some!" He chuckled and handed me the bottle, pulling me to my feet and into the bathroom.

"C'mon, get washed up." I nodded and brushed my teeth, washing my face. Zayn put my hair in a bun like he always does, nibbling on my neck as he did so. I only kept shrugging him off, giggling as his arms wrapped around my belly. "Finished?"

"Oh no, let me just let me clean my nostrils." I sarcastically answered. Zayn pouted and grabbed my hand, dragging me into the kitchen. "No.." I whined, taking a sip of my smoothie.

"C'mon babe, wake up!"

"I am awake, I'm just not in the mood Zayn.." I sighed, leaning against the counter. What Harry had said hit me hard, especially when yelling that he hated me. That I had less worth than a piece of trash. Zayn sighed and hugged my waist.