Black & White

Chapter 25

*Anna's POV*

Zayn and I had our first doctors appointment today. Our baby is developing healthily and I'm so happy. I can tell that Zayn is excited too, even if he won't admit it to anyone. After the initial shock set in, I think he immediately was happy.

"So what are you having?" Tristan asked as soon as we got back to our house. I let her and Harry stay there while we were gone because they came over right before we left.

I saw Zayn shrug and walk into the kitchen with Harry behind him.

"Uh, we chose to not know. Make it a surprise when the baby's born." I said and took a seat next to Tristan on the couch.

"Are you out of your mind!?"

I looked at her confusedly.

"How am I supposed to throw a baby shower for you if I don't know whether to smother the room in pink or blue decorations!?"

I smiled smugly, "Yellow."

She rolled her eyes. "Fine, but whatever you do, please do not EVER call your baby 'it'. Say like baby Holt or baby Malik. Oh my gosh, no! Call the baby 'Baby Malt'. Get it? It's like a mixture of your last names!"

"Malt?" I raised an eyebrow earning a vigorous nod from Tristan. "How much sugar have you had today?"

She frowned. "None! But I'm still calling your baby 'Baby Malt'."

"Baby Malt?" Zayn questioned as both boys came back to the living room.

"That's what Tristan's naming the baby until its born." I clarified for him.

"ANNA," Tristan screamed so loud my ears started to ring.

"Ow, what?"

"I told you not to call Baby Malt it! I'll go all Madea on you if you say that again," she said very seriously. Then she turned to Zayn, "And that goes for you too. If you people won't say 'Baby Malt' then find something besides 'it'. Ok, it just sounds like a thing. And Baby Malt is not a thing, he or she is a baby. A human being."

Zayn, Harry and I all started laughing uncontrollably at Tristan's rambling. She had these days, where she liked to talk, a lot. Most of the time she was quiet though.

"What are you guys laughing at? This isn't funny! I'm serious!" this didn't stop our laughter. "Fine, whatever. Call your baby it. Then, as Aunt, I will tell him or her all about how their mom and dad didn't care enough about them to give them a name like their wonderful Aunt did." and with that she huffed as she walked out of the room.

Harry's laugh died down. "Shit," he said then walked off to find her.

*Tristan's POV*

I wasn't really mad at them, I just needed an excuse to leave and Harry to follow. Sure, sure, you are wondering why I went in an outrage like that. Well, the truth is, Zayn had a surprise for Anna and needed Harry and I's help.

"Did you give it to him?" I asked when Harry came in the room.

I smiled, "This is perfect!" he nodded and put his lips on mine.

"I love you," he mumbled against my mouth.

I smiled into the kiss and kissed him harder as reciprocation. He soon pulled apart, much to my dismay.

"Come with me," Harry said holding me at arms length.

"What? Where?" I asked confused.

"On tour."

*Anna's POV*

Zayn turned to look at me, our laughter finally fading out as well. "I do admit, she is right."

I nodded. I didn't want to call our baby it either, but the way Tristan went about saying that was funny. "Then what is it? Baby Malt?" I couldn't keep the giggle contained as I said this.

Zayn chuckled a little as well, then his face went serious. He looked like he was deep in thought, and anxiety was filling his face.

"What's wrong?" I asked concerned and I'm sure my eyes got wide. At least thats what Tristan had told me Everytime I got concerned.

"Anna, I don't want to call our baby it, or Baby Malt."

"Then what do you want to call him or her?"

He looked at me apprehensively and felt his jean pocket. He took a deep breath and reached in. I gasped at what he took out. It was a small black velvet box. He bit his lip nervously and got off the couch only to kneel infront of me.

"I was thinking, about Baby Malik." he said opening the box revealing a beautiful diamond. It was huge and shone so brightly in the lights. "Anna Elizabeth Holt, I love you and the baby you're holding inside of you. I'm so happy we made him or her because otherwise, I probably wouldn't have had the courage to do this." he eyed me nervously, taking in all my reactions. "Will you marry me?"

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Hai!

It may be a little shorter? Idk but I just had to end it on this note >:) cause I'm evil like that! So what will Anna say? Also should she have a boy or a girl and what should they name it? Comment below or inbox me. I think I'm going to end this story when Anna has her baby, then maybe have like an epilogue and be completely done. Most likely no sequel, idk.

Okay then hope you enjoyed!(:

-Lydia(: