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nineteen

babyboy🌼: zayn!

zayn: wat

babyboy🌼: hi :)))

zayn: 😂😂😂😂 babe , you are literally sitting right next to me , tf you texting me for

babyboy🌼: cause it's fun and cute 😄

zayn: 🌚 you're cute

babyboy🌼: hehehe 🙊

zayn: boi put the phone down , and give daddy some attention 😐

babyboy🌼: 😂😂😂 k

zayn: TF DID YOU JUST K ME

babyboy🌼: 😂😂 bye

i put my phone down and looks over at harry who's letting out soft giggles. he puts his phone face down on the coffee table and turns to face, crossing his legs in the cushion of the couch.

we had just woken up a few hours ago, and had breakfast with his parents. which was good. his mum actually liked me and basically ran some type of background check on me. i mean, i get he met me on the internet, but she just seemed so determined to make sure i wasn't some type of criminal or rapist.

but anyways, it's natural to have a protective parent, but there seemed to be more behind why she was so caution of who her son was talking to. but it's good that she was doing that, some parents don't even care, but wanna cry when their child ends up hurt or even dead. i liked his mum, really a lot. though his dad kept glaring at me and looking at me suspiciously. he was making me think i did something bad, but i guess he was just over protective as well. but seriously, he didn't need to glare at me while i ate my food.

after we had ate, harry dragged me into the living room. and there we talked some more, and flirted our asses off towards one another. we haven't really made much physical contact, except that one hug i gave him yesterday. which disappointed me. i really had the urge to just cuddle the shit out of him. but of course i couldn't do that. he was pregnant. and god, that felt so weird to say. i was still a little thrown off by that news, but it didn't make me less attracted to him. i mean, you like who you like yeah?

"what you wanna do today zayner?" harry asks, playing with the sleeves on his sweater.

"zayner? that's new. and we should go out somewhere, preferably somewhere fun." i say. harry nods in agreement.

"there's this arcade that a lot of people go to, i've been there a couple of times. it's fun, we should go so i can defeat you in all the games cause i'm experienced." harry smiles, fluttering his eye lashes. i smirk, my dirty mind once again taking over. i reach up and twirls a strand of his hair around my finger.

"what else are you experienced at, hm?" i asked. harry's face goes red and he slaps my hand away.

"god, you're such a fuck boy." he whines. i laugh, winking at him.

"only a fuck boy for you babes." he pushes me away playfully, giggling.

"whatever, we gonna go or not?" i chuckle and leans back.