Liam drove up to their new house. His sisters had moved everything from the old house to the new one while they were away.
"It looks so much better than it did before!" Zayn gushed. Liam parked, and Zayn couldn't wait to get out of the car. "Who's car is that?" Zayn stopped, pointing to a truck parked on the other side of the driveway.
"My mom, she's doing a little housewarming thing. Mainly cooking dinner." Liam told Zayn. Zayn almost moaned thinking of his mother-in-law's food. "Are you ready to go into our new home?" Zayn smiled, grabbing Liam's hand. "Oh no, we're doing this." Liam lifted Zayn up.
"Liam!" Zayn whined, as Liam carried him to the front door.
"Oh come on, we have to do this," Liam replied.
"Why do you always carry me, why can't I carry you?" Zayn asked, as they neared the front door. Liam shrugged, before he pushed the door open. Liam had carried Zayn over the threshold, and let Zayn stand with his feet. "It's so beautiful," Zayn smiled in awe.
"Welcome back, boys!" Karen yelled from the kitchen, down the hall.
"Mum! We're almost thirty!" Liam complained, and Karen walked out of the kitchen and looked at her son, and son-in-law.
"Don't say that aloud, Liam. I don't want people to hear I have a thirty year old son."
"Ruth and Nicola are older than thirty ma," Liam told her, and Karen told him to be quiet.
"Welcome back, Zayn," Karen hugged her son-in-law. "This house is such a beauty, isn't it?"
"Yeah, it is. I'm glad this house was still on sell," Zayn said to Karen. Zayn was still looking around the areas. The adjacent wall was filled with pictures from Zayn and Liam's wedding. Their high school graduation, college graduation, engagement, their first apartment key hung up in a photo frame, their last house was in another photo frame. "Ruth and Nicola did a great job," Zayn told Liam, who agreed.
"Dinner's ready," Karen smiled, before making her way back to the kitchen. Liam's hand laced with Zayn's as they walked to the kitchen together. "I'll leave so you two can have privacy."
"You don't have to leave, Karen," Zayn told her. "At least stay for dinner."
"Maybe some other day. It's the first night in your new home, you two need to spend it alone together," Karen said and left before Zayn or Liam could stop her. Both Zayn and Liam shrugged and ate the dinner.
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Louis sat in the car, feeling uneasy. He was parked a block away from Liam's work. He was going through the plan, exactly how that Harry told him. Louis tried to think of another way of making Liam turn away from Zayn. Louis could stage Zayn cheating, but Liam would have let it slide since Liam cheated on Zayn first. Maybe tell Liam he was in an accident, and the baby– that idea was immediately left Louis' mind.
Louis drove up closer, looking if Liam ever showed up. His car wasn't there. Louis parked further away from the entrance and typed in a message. Louis had unblocked Liam's number after Luke left. If he told Luke the plan, Luke would talk him out of it, and Louis would stop the plan.
Liam, I need to talk to you. It's important.
Louis' phone beeped immediately after.
It's not any more important than my husband. I'm done, Louis.
Please, Liam.
I can't talk to you anymore. I can't lie to Zayn anymore. You're the one who told me not to contact you anymore.
I changed my mind. Please Liam. Meet me at the coffee shop on the corner of my apartment complex?
Louis, I'm done. I can't do this anymore.
I promise I won't contact you after the coffee. Please.
I'll be there in ten. It better be a good reason.
Thank you.
Louis had drove away from the big, intimidating building. The one he would go to the twentieth floor to see Liam. And hook up in his office.
Louis parallel parked, and made his way into the coffee shop. He saw Liam in a booth, with a hoodie on. Liam had a plastic coffee cup in his hands. Louis sat across from him.
Liam's mouth fell opened, "You're showing," Liam stated. Louis scoffed, rolling his eyes. "Why did you want to meet up?"
"I needed to get something off my chest," Louis started, he grabbed a sugar packet from the little stack and played with it. "I couldn't do it without your permission. I mean, I could, but it wouldn't feel right. Liam, I'm giving away the baby," Louis lied.
"What?" Liam asked, his eyebrows scrunched in confusion. "Why are you thinking about that? Louis, you'll be wonderful father, and that baby needs a great father."
"That baby needs both of it's fathers. Not just one. He or she needs both of us, Liam. And he can't settle for me. He needs more than what I can offer."
"Louis, don't say that. You can offer the baby everything it needs. Don't put yourself down, Louis."
"I can't do it by myself, Liam. This is a thing I can't do–"
"I'll help. I'll help with everything, Louis. If you think the baby needs both fathers, then the baby will have both fathers," Liam interrupted Louis. "I have to go tell Zayn," Liam said before standing up from the table.
Louis wanted to tell him not to do it. Louis couldn't be a home-wrecker, but Harry was bit crazy about Zayn, and Louis believed that Harry would do something to harm the baby.
Louis saw Liam get inside his car and drive off. Louis couldn't help, but start crying. He did it, he made Liam change his mind, he is ruining a marriage. Why did he go to that one specific club last year. If he chose a different one, he would be in a complete different position than he is in right now.
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I finally updated. And this chapter was written in like ten minutes. But it's a good chapter, right? Left of a cliffhanger, of course! Because I'm not nice.
This story officially has 500+ votes, and I started crying while looking at the reads, votes, comments, and how many people added this book to a reading list. You guys are the best. Thank you.
Okay, Bye. Hope you like this chapter. Let's hope writing the next chapter will be easy this chapter was in ten minutes.
Oh, will Liam actually tell Zayn? Or flake out? 🤔
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Affair [ziam/lilo] mpreg
Fanfiction"I'm pregnant." Those two words made Liam regret his decision of having an affair. It was a mistake, and he knows he has to deal with the consequences. Consequences being a twenty year old pregnant, and a husband who wants to adopt.