Mr.Malik (Revised)

Brokenhearted??

God! I am such a bad person!! I updated a couple hours later than I said I would! I am really really sorryyy! I feel asleep and pretty much slept all day because I am defiantly not used to getting up at 5:30 in the morning. Again I am really sorry... To make it up to you this chapter will be longer than usual.

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Chapter 13: Brokenhearted??

Autumn's P.O.V

"Come again?" Zayn asked coming back to reality, completely confused. Rebecca laughed lightly at Zayn's confusion as I glared daggers at her.

"I. Am. Pregnant. With. Your. Child. Zayn." she pronounced every word, causing a stabbing pain in my heart every time she pronounced the next word.

Zayn let out a frustrating sigh, running his hands through his hair, "You are not pregnant with my child." he said, wrapping his arm around my waist. I smirked as Rebecca stared at me, evilly.

"Oh come on Zaynie. How do you know it isn't yours?" She asked and I let out an annoyed groan.

"Why the fuck can't you get the hint that he doesn't want to see you or your pregnant belly?" I snap as she glares at me.

"Why are you such a bitch?" she snapped back at me.

"Because you just happened to be here after a horrible weekend and now you being here makes everything worse!" I yell and stomp over to the couch. "Now you can either leave or..." I trail off making it look like I was thinking, "Leave." I say with a smirk as she huffs and looks from me to Zayn.

"Autumn is right. We just had a shit of a weekend and you did just happen to make it worse." Zayn said and I smiled triumphantly.

"But Zayni-"

"Don't Zaynie me! I broke up with you seven months ago and that possibly can't be mine." Zayn informed Rebecca by pointing to her big belly.

"Zayn." she says sternly, "I got a blood test and he's yours." she says through grit teeth, annoyed with both of us.

"How would they know that if he hasn't got a blood test done?" I point out and she shrugs.

"They look back at his records duh!"

"You're wrong." I instantly argue back, wanting sleep and far from being pissed, "You need to have Zayn get a blood test so then he knows exactly that, that baby is his." I remembered from the field trip we took for Health class.

Rebecca glared at me again with a huff, "I hate you so fucking much. I am going to prove both of you wrong!" she shouts at us and storms out of Zayn's house, slamming the door loudly behind her.

"How can she prove us wrong if you won't go in for a test?" I asked as zayn looked pale and completely distant., "Zayn? Babe? Are you okay?" I asked him, resting my hand on his shoulder.

He looks down at me, his body shaking a little, "What if that is my baby? What will happen to you? To us?" He starts to panic and I cup his face, making him stare into my eyes, "I'll always be here, Zayn. Don't worry about this, I don't believe that, that's your baby." I assure him and he gives a slight nod.

"Let's head off to bed." I suggest, pulling him with me up the stairs. Once were upstairs, Zayn quickly stripped off his shirt and pants, laying in bed in just his boxers, and huddles under the blanket. I strip my shirt off and grab one of his shirts, slipping it over my head and joining him in bed. His arm instantly wrapped around my waist as I snuggled into his chest. After a couple minutes my eyes finally closed and I felt like I could sleep for days.