Chapter 12

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Zayn's Living room.







Zayn POV:









We were sitting in the living room after my baby woke up from her nap , she had her legs on either side of my and she was watching Spongebob and giggling every now and then.

We were sitting in the living room after my baby woke up from her nap , she had her legs on either side of my and she was watching Spongebob and giggling every now and then

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I was rubbing her ass through her shorts as she demanded it , "Look Daddy. " She squealed pointing at the screen.

"Yeah , I see. " I grumbled feeling so bored.

"Why so grumpy , daddy? " She quickly turned around and I noticed her wincing as her butt brushed against my legs.

"Cause we have been watching this cartoon since you woke up and it's so fucking childish. " I explained irritated.

"But I love Spongebob. " She pouted and some hairs fell in front of those green eyes.

"Don't you want to do anything else? " I asked removing the hairs from her face.

"Like what , daddy? " She wondered.

"We can't go out as the paparazzi will see you with me and we don't want that of course , but maybe we can find something entertaining to do inside? " I suggested getting up with her wrapped around me.

"Can we make cookies? " She gasped bouncing in my arms.

"Do I look like someone who can do that? " I sighed at her dumbness.

"You have arms and legs , so why not? " She sassed making me pinch her already hurting butt.

"Don't get sassy with me. " I warned making her whimper.

"Sorry. " She mumbled laying her head on my chest.

"So , What do you wanna do baby? " I asked again looking down at her to see her already looking up at me.

"I want a kiss daddy. " She said puckering her lips making me chuckle.

I bent my head down and captured her lips between mine , she tasted like bubblegum and I don't even know how.

"Daddy , What does that mean? " She asked tracing my arabic tattoo.

"Not your fucking business. " I coldly replied. I don't know why but she was getting me angry for no reason.

I throw her on my bed as I took my shirt off to wear something more comfortable maybe no shirt just sweatpants.

"Do you want something to change in? " I asked her but she shook her head.

Suddenly her phone started ringing , "Hey Kevy. " She cheerfully answered.

"Umm .. I-I'm at Becky's. " She nervously replied.

"No , I won't be late. " She said.

"Yeah , Love you too. " She said then hanged up.

"Who was that? " I quickly asked.

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