Mine × Harry Styles

Chapter 22

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THE DOC IS INNNNN

I love that show omfg

Okay, anyway, what did you guys think of last chapter? No ones talking to me again sigh

I NEED ATTENTION

Okay im so awkward

Bye

(Ps I get that you guys are telling what you would like in the story because I asked you too but the way some of you people go by it is just idk you don't know what I'm going to do I take feedback from your comments and I use them okay?)

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-Harry-

I just got out of a radio interview for the band, the baby. I tap on the twitter app to tweet the radio station for having me, and I see there's a bunch of fans tweeting to Zayn. He actually got on? Wow. I type out the tweet to the radio station after I get in my car. I click on Zayn's name and I see why everyone is tweeting him.

"@zaynmalik: My son! :)xx pic.twitter/3686hff578"

I tap on the tweet and I see a picture of an ultrasound that looks exactly like mine. But that's the thing, it's the same picture.

I exit the app and open my messages. I furiously type a text out to Jessy.

H: I need to talk to you right now. I'm coming over.

J: Why? And you can't come over.

H: I'm pretty sure you know why Jessy. I need to talk to you. I'm coming over, I'll stand outside and wait if I have to.

J: What is so fucking important that you need to talk to me this instant?

I clench my fists and almost break my phone. I throw it on the seat, not replying to her text. I'm just going to go over there whether she likes it or not.

I back out of the parking spot and start speeding to her house.

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-Jessy-

"Harry's coming." I whisper in Zayn's ear while he's playing video games with Devin.

"Why?" He whispers back, keeping his eyes on the tv. I sit behind him and wrap my legs around his waist. I wrap my arms around his abdomen and lean my head on his back.

"Don't know. Maybe the picture." I sigh. He puts his arms on top of my legs. "It's okay babe." He says, flinching because of the game.

"Oh! I got you!" Devin yells and laughs. Zayn smirks at him, an I laugh at them. Devin is the only boy and we have an older sister, but we don't ever talk about her. So I guess Zayn will fill the void of him not having a brother.

I hug Zayn tight and the baby kicks me really hard.

"Oh." I groan. "Yeah, I felt it too." Zayn smiles. "Are you okay babe?" He asks, turning his head to the side and looking at me out of the corner of his eye. I nod and nuzzle his back, closing my eyes.

When I finally feel comfortable, there's a hard knock on the door. I groan, and I move to get up.

"No it's okay babe. I'll get it." Zayn says, getting up, knowing exactly who it was.

-Zayn-

I walk to the front door, swinging it open and seeing Harry. Just who we were expecting. I smile at him.

"Hey Harry." I say.

"Don't hey Harry me." He says, pushing into the house. "Where is Jessy at?" He stomps through the house and I follow close behind. He walks into the living room.