How Did We Get Here // Luke Hemmings & Zayn Malik

Chapter 71: Zayn...

                  

Zayn came over after his shift at the shop. He enters my room, groaned and slammed his body next to me. She sighs and whispers "Emma... I got fired today." I close my eyes and grab his hand "What happened?" he rubs his face over his hands and scoffs "I punched a stupid employee." I frown "Why did you do that?" he rolls his eyes and sits up "Emma, the guy was about to steal my things and they didn't have any evidence he was going to, they trusted him and let me go." I sit up and kiss his shoulder "its okay Zayn, I'll go looking for a job and..." he scoffs, turning to me "Are you crazy Em's? You're five months and two weeks!" I smile "Does it matter?" He grins and lays back down "Don't worry Emma, I already got a job. Went there and applied and got hired right away." I laugh "Right away? What are you selling drugs?" he smirks "No, I'm delivering them." I got serious "What the hell Zayn!" he chuckles bringing me down with him "I'm kidding. You're now looking at your mail man." I smile "Wow, look at you, gonna be going places." He scoffs "You're mocking me aren't you." I lean in and kiss him.

He sighs and looks into my eyes "How are you doing? When's you're next appointment?" I sigh "I scheduled it for this Sunday." He grins "I know I couldn't make it the first time but I'll be there for sure. I don't think we work on Sundays." I roll my eyes "No one here works on Sunday Zayn. I've seen Rudy our mail man at church." He smooths his chin "Oh! That's right! By the way, talking about mail, have you gotten the adoption papers?"

I got them last week, I have them hiding in my closet. I don't want to even look at them. How could I tell Zayn what I want? He would never understand and even if he does, he doesn't deserve it. I don't want to lie, I do want to tell him but I'm afraid of everything right now. But I know I shouldn't keep things a secret for long cause no matter what happens, I'm having this baby, no matter who gets to keep it.

I sigh and stand up "Zayn I need to talk to you." He sits up looking at me scared "What is it?" I close my eyes and dip my head down "Zayn, I want to keep the baby." I could hear him choke under his breath. He scoffs "You mean like raise it?" I look at him, jumping on the bed and grabbing his hand "Zayn listen to me, look at me Zayn." He looks into my eyes and I tell him "Zayn, it's in me. I'm with it 24/7. I know what it likes; I know it likes it when we call it munchkin. I know it falls asleep when we sing to it. I fell in love Zayn!" by then I was already sobbing. I kept adding "Zayn! I can't do it to our child. It's mine! It's my baby Zayn, only mine and the thought of giving up my rights is unbearable Zayn. I understand that we agreed on adoption and I'm sorry for doing this to you Zayn but I can't go through with this. It's my baby Zayn, it's mine!" He clicks his tongue and pulls me into a hug "Emma please don't cry, don't get like this." I sob over his shoulder "Zayn I can't give up my child. Look you don't even have to be a part of its life. You don't have to stay Zayn. You..." he cuts me off "Emma are you kidding? Of course not! It's my child too! I love it. And if I leave now, then what kind of person would I be? What kind of person do you think I am and mostly importantly what kind of person is my child gonna think I am? You know, I mean it's going to be tough. Were gonna have it tough raising that child but if we stay together then nothing can go wrong." I look at him "Zayn do you want to keep the baby?" he looks down at the floor and doesn't respond. I sigh "Zayn the truth please." He looks up at me "Honestly Emma, I didn't. I don't. But it doesn't change the fact that I love my child Em's. And I will continue to love it. It's just I wanted to be better for my child, provide a steadier life for it but nothings easy in life and well Emma, were keeping our baby."  I look at him and grin "We're keeping the baby?!" he chuckles "We're keeping the baby!" I laugh and jump on top of him "We're keeping the baby! We're keeping the baby Zayn!" Zayn sighs "What are we going to tell your parents, mine? Yegor and Klavdiya?" I sigh, rolling over to my back and staring into the ceiling "We can't tell them now. Or else they're going to press us into signing.                            We have to keep pushing it off until I give birth or else all hell will break lose." He sighs, gripping my hand "We tell no one then."