Small Bump (Ziam One Direction)[MPreg]{ON HOLD}

Chapter Four- Mammie and Baba

Chapter Four- Mammie and Baba

A knock on the door distracted Autumn from her drawing and she glanced up at me, frowning.

“Someone’s at the door, Daddy!” She exclaimed, jumping up from her spot to rush over to my side, her frown now directed towards the door. We didn’t get unexpected visitors often.

“I hear.” I said, picked her up and walking to the door, looking through the peephole and nearly smacking myself in the forehead when I found Mum and Dad standing on the other side of the door.

I opened it wide, grinning as I found my sisters had joined Mum and Dad on the front porch as well.

“Mammie! Baba!” Autumn squealed happily, wriggling in my arms until I handed her over to Mum. Autumn was passed around my family as Dad and I ushered them inside- Dad said the girls somehow persuaded them to get hotel rooms- and into the kitchen, where we found Niall shirtless and eating another one of Autumn’s Jell-O packs.

“Uncle Niall!” Autumn glared at him, hands on her hips which was a little hard as she was still being held by Doniya.

“Sorry Autumn.” Niall grunted, leaving the kitchen. Too early for him, I guess.

Harry had gone upstairs to sleep, tired from his ranting and crying, and I figured Niall had just woken up.

“Autumn! Are you ready?” Mum and Dad were taking Autumn and I out to lunch and I had left Autumn to get dressed. Thankfully, she had started learning which clothing went where.

“Yes Daddy!” Autumn replied and I heard her footsteps against the wood floor as she ran down the hallway and into my legs. Bending down to pick her up, I noted the blue skirt and I LOVE CROWNING GOLD shirt she had on.

(A/N- Forgot to mention Zayn had a job as an artist so he works whenever the fuck he wants to. Plus I might add like a prologue thingy onto the end that explains how Liam and Zayn met. Seriously, I’ve already got it planned out.)

“Where are we eating?” Autumn asked as I buckled her into her car seat and handed her the coloring book I had stored in here to keep her occupied.

“Nando’s,” I replied, sliding into the driver’s seat and buckling in while I started the car, 2013 Nissan Altima. (A/N Only thing I could think of at the moment.)

“So are you ever going to tell him?” Doniya asked, watching Waliyha and Safaa play with Autumn, keeping her occupied with a drawing pad and the occasional tickle fight. We had returned home from Nando’s, and Autumn had dragged Safaa and Waliyha to the living room.

“Sometime while they’re here.” I sighed out. Doniya’s head whipped around and she stared at me, wide-eyed. I couldn’t blame her, my answer was usually ‘soon’ or ‘I’ll make Harry take her’.

“Like, in the next two weeks?” She asked, clearly suspicious.

“Somewhere in that time.” I confirmed. Doniya smirked, a victorious look in her eyes. I rolled my own at her. “Quit looking so smug.”

She only cackled and went to color in what Autumn drew since Safaa was busy pushing Waliyha’s tickling fingers off her sides.

“So you are telling him this week or the next?” Niall’s voice from behind nearly made me jump out of my skin. I whirled around to face him, heart racing.

“Yeah,” I breathed out. “I need to get you some kind of bell.”

Niall just smiled innocently.

“Daddy! Daddy!” I glanced up from my phone, having been scrolling through the pictures of Liam and I before Autumn. I missed him so much, and I knew I would have to tell him before he left for the next leg of their tour.

“Daddy! Uncle Harry said he would take me for ice cream if you said yes.” She said, waiting for my defining answer.

I smiled and gently ruffled her hair, which was curling slightly, just like Liam’s whenever he got out of the shower. (I had just washed Autumn’s hair in the last hour and after convincing me she would sit still long enough for it to air dry, I let her do just that.)

“Sure, sweetheart. Just make sure Uncle Harry brings you home before dinner, alright?” Autumn nodded vigorously before wrapping her arms around my neck and thanking me, then running off to tell Harry the good news. Her words, not mine.

I sighed, leaning back into the couch and giving into the temptation to scroll through the pictures on my phone again.

“So when exactly are you going to tell him? Because this, is so not healthy.” Louis’ voice made me jump and I shot him a glare.

“He’ll know before you guys leave again, alright?” Louis narrowed his eyes, coming to sit down on the loveseat across me.

Autumn darted into the room to give me one last hug, blatantly ignoring Louis and running after Harry, who had walked past to the front door. Clearly she was adamant to remain on Harry’s side until Louis apologized and her Uncle was happy again.

Autumn doesn’t mess around with broken hearts. I fear for anyone who dates her and dares to break her heart. Mainly because I’ll throttle them before she has a chance to.

“Do you know why Harry and Autumn are ignoring me?” Louis asked, staring down the hall even though the door had long since open and closed, announcing their departure.

“Yes, but I’m going to need you to figure that out for yourself.” Louis shot me a glare, but I only shrugged. Either Harry told him or he figured it out for himself.

“C’mon, please? Harry has barely been talking to me these past few weeks and I really miss my friend.” Boyfriend, I thought. No matter how much the world thought Harry was the more touchy-feely in the relationship, Louis bested him by just a little bit.

Honestly, I didn’t think one could survive without the other, and Louis was clearly making that evident.

“Nope! You talk to him or else.”

“How about a deal?”

I cocked an eyebrow at him.

“You tell Liam about Autumn and get back together in your little happy relationship and I’ll talk to Harry.”

It was my turn to glare. “Fine.” I muttered after a second. “But you have to talk to him before you leave.”

“As do you, Malik.”

“Game on, Tomlinson.” Louis and I weren’t that competitive except when it came to FIFA.

Which was exactly where we were five minutes later, with me in the lead while Louis was either playing or trying to distract me, which sadly worked well.

Either way I won.

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Sorry for the long wait… been busy. Really busy.

Anywho,

Guess the song:

Light's gone, day's end

Struggling to pay rent