Meet the Baby

Chapter 18

"We're going shopping!"

"Zayn!" Perrie scolded, taking the lense of the camera and shoving it away. Meanwhile her boyfriend just laughed, lifting his camera again to record little Maggie holding Perrie's hand as they walked towards the trains.

"Maggie, where are we going?" He asked, lowering the camera down to her eye-level.

"Tain" She said, her voice so incredibly squeaky. Even Perrie got a good laugh as the little girl always seemed to miss her 'r' sounds.

"And what will we do after the train?" Zayn asked, smiling dopily wide.

"Kose" She nodded, looking up at the red camera with a cheeky smile. 

Perrie laughed and picked her up, "Clothes, yeh? You know how smart you are little girl?" She gasped. 

Zayn was happy to be recording as the two shared a little giggle. 

His little recording session had been interupted when the phone in his pocket continued going balistic. It was his day off, couldn't the boys respect that?! Sure he was just as paranoid when Maggie was with one of them, but he had Perrie! Basically another set of hands to help out!

"Lemme guess, the mums are being mums?" Perrie assumed, setting Maggie down again and taking her hand. 

Zayn chuckled and nodded, "You best believe it, I swear they thing we're retarded" 

"Zayn take her hand, I think me mums calling" Perrie muttered, reaching for her back pocket. 

"Liam is making me review the five steps of the heimlich maneuver. Can you belive him?" Zayn chuckled, shaking his head. He put his phone back in his pocket and looked down at his camera, scrolling throug his endless pictures of Perrie and Maggie.

"Aw Pez!-" He cooed as they stepped in the train, "look how cute you two look!" He cried, showing off the small screen.

"Oh I got disconnected! My mum's gonna be furious" She frowned, slowly putting her phone away again.

They found seats opposite the door and and sighed, glad no one yet recognized the fact Zayn Malik and Perrie Edwards were sitting right there on the tube. 

It was funny how often all of them just went out in public. All they did was wear bigger coats or hats and kept their head down more often. They almost never got caught! Zayn today was wearing a Yankee snapback. His 'disguise hat'-

"Where's Maggie?" Perire asked as the train steamed.

Zayn's eyes shot up just to have a last image of the little girl standing at the platform, on the outside of the closing glass doors... 

She wasn't on the train.

"NO!" He bellowed, leaping out of his seat and slamming against the door. There was nothing he could do though, the train was beginning speeding away. "SOMEONE STOP THE TRAIN! STOP IT, STOP IT!" 

Perrie was up as well, slamming her petite fist against the glass frantically.

"Excuse me, can I help you?" A man came from behind them, keeping his safe distance as if the two had some kind of mental disability.

"I JUST LEFT MY DAUGHTER ON THE PLATFORM! OH GOD! OH MY GOD!" Zayn was now sobbing, he fell to his knees as his palms pressed to the glass door.

"Z-Zayn get a hold or yourself! It's okay! She's a good girl she won't move without us! We'll get off the next station-"

"Next stop is 40 minutes away" The man says, starting to look as worried as them.

Perrie looked down at Zayn, Zayn up at her.