Tainted Redemption

Chapter forty-three

"Behave, pretty baby." I softly told Zayn to remind him that he wanted to meet my dad, so he had to deal with it. Turning to him while he's holding my hand, leaning my upper body to his, I'm gazing up at him, taking his other hand in mine too.

"I'm not promising that, you know how he is." He defiantly muttered.

I sighed, "Zayn."

His head tilted back, brows pushed together, "What? I'm being honest." He retorts, seeming offended.

"Try for me." I quietly said, my lower lip tugs down.

He nodded solemnly, gazing off to the side, not being quite there with his mind.

We were at the front porch of mum's house.

He ran a hand through his slicked back hair, teeth gnawing on his lip, his stubble covering his cheeks. He wore the red hoodie I so like on him, his usual skinny jeans and preferred nikes.

Frowning, I cup his neck, getting his attention back on me, his golden eyes jump back and forth between mine, looking preoccupied, "Zayn, are you alright?" I asked gently. He suddenly got so quiet during the drive here.

"Yeah. Don't worry." He scolds me playfully, his eyes squinting lightly before he smirked, "It couldn't have been better." He uttered, his hand find my waist, kissing my cheek.

I smiled faintly, then my face fell slightly in concern again, gazing at him hardly, "You're not getting overwhelmed because of the ultrasound are you? Because I'll be there too and-"

He had smiled before pressing his plump lips on mine unexpectedly, "I love it when you ramble." He murmured on my lips.

I hug him tightly, engulfed by his manly familiar scent.

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"Mum." I whine that she's thrusting clothes on my hands.

"What? You need loose clothes so it's easier to reveal your tummy for-" she used her obvious tone to lecture me.

"I'm going to wear this." I point at my boyfriend jeans and white top, my red snapback on, she grimaced, tucking her wavy hair behind her ear.

"This makes you look too young, they'll think you're sixteen." Her bright eyes scan me up and down.

"Well, I'm not old either, so relax." I move my hand up and down in a calming manner.

"If I can't come with you, at least let me get you decent for the appointment." She stated, pacing around her room.

She's more excited than I am for my sonogram, it looks like that anyway.

I was barely inside the house and she was trying to get me to wear one of her dresses for the doctor appointment that I got still time to attend. She has a great fashion sense, but I don't want to look too serious. I want to feel comfortable and right now I am. Besides, Zayn would be by my side, if anyone would say something he'd defend me.

She sighed heavily, "Okay," leaving me be, then folded her clothes to put them back in the closet.

I check my phone, since I was waiting for Zayn's reply.

*I'll be there on time.* he had lastly wrote back.

Good.

I know I've been stressing us both out but I couldn't help it. I feel like he's getting distracted because of my dad. I shouldn't have let him go at all. Yet he never listens.

The doorbell rang indicating that Tim was here, mum and I had turned our heads to the sound.

Leisurely I make my way to the front door, inviting my friend who is accompanied by Asad.