Next To You (Ziall/Larry Mpreg) AU UNDER HEAVY EDITING

Chapter 13

Chapter 13

*Four months later*

"I'm going out mum!"

"Out where?"

"Out."

"Zayn you know we're about to go have dinner over at Anne's place." Trisha said eyeing Zayn up and down.

"Well can't you excuses me? I don't have to be there at all times." Zayn snapped rolling his eyes.

"No I can't, not this time. You better not leave, we're gonna go in ten minutes." Trisha said.

"I don't care because I'm not going." Zayn yelled.

"I'm tired of your attitude and you're going whether you like it or not. I really don't get you anymore. I don't get why you never hang out with Harry, Liam and Louis especially Harry. He misses you Zayn, he just wants his brother back." Trisha said walking over to Zayn wrapping his arms around his waist.

"I just-I can't stand seeing them so happy waiting for their daughter to be born while I have nothing. They have a daughter on the way, what do I have? I have nothing mum." Zayn confessed.

"Oh sweetheart. I know it's hard but he promised he would comeback, four or five more months and they'll come back." Trisha said.

"They won't mum...they're not coming back and you know it, I lost Niall and my baby. A bab h who will grow up without me and I'll never get to meet him or her, my child will never call me daddy and it hurts, it hurts so much." Zayn said beginning to cry finally letting all the pain out.

"Just let it out baby, let it out." Trisha whispered and held him tight until he stopped crying and told her he was ready to go.

The first thing that Zayn saw when he walked in on Anne's house was a heavily pregnant Harry waddling towards him then hugging him as much as he could since his belly got on the way and all Zayn could do was hug him back and repeat over and over how sorry he was for abandoning him.

"That's for ignoring me for four months you ignorant jerk." Harry glared smacking him in the back of his head then walked away tearing up.

"Mood swings, you'll get used to it." Louis shrugged putting his arm around his shoulders walking him to the kitchen where everybody else was.

The last four months had been hell for Zayn not knowing where Niall and their baby were, Greg and Niall's dad were trying to find them but it was almost impossible because Maura had taken out a large amount of money in cash, cancelled her credit cards and had gotten a new phone. After he had run away from Niall's house Harry had found him in their place crying his heart out then comforted him as much as he could after he had told him what had happened. Zayn had screamed that if he wasn't poor and having to work at nandos to support his family then Niall would still be there with him.

As the days went by Zayn slowly drifted away from everybody especially Harry when he started showing and who tried so hard to be there for him but Zayn no longer cared about anyone or anything other than Niall and their baby. He had quit his job at nandos convincing Louis to quit with him because that shitty job wasn't enough and both had gotten a job at the Tesco unloading boxes and surprisingly they were both happier since it paid more than their old job. Louis wasn't too sure about quitting but then did when his parents completely stopped giving him money and he desperately needed money to pay the bills, support himself, Harry and their daughter since he refused to let Anne and Robin pay for his stuff.

Harry did what he could and since he had stopped going to school and was now taking online classes he would sometimes babysit the little kids around their neighborhood who were completely enamoured with him and his ever growing belly. Bot Zayn and Louis would start working every day at six after school and get at ten and Zayn would sometimes work extra hours until midnight not caring if his mum's and Harry, Louis, Gemma and even Liam disapproved. He had lost Niall and their baby because he was poor and now that he thought about it he knew that if he wanted them back he needed to work harder and save more money to be able to support them and give their baby every thing.