I Hate This Part(Zayn Malik)

Chapter 17-Monica

*Epilogue*

It's been months since the break up now. My stomach is definitely showing and I have a hard time looking at myself. My child is only a reminder of what could have been between Zayn and I. You don't understand the pressure of that in which has been put on me. All I do now a days is sit in my room and cry.

I see no purpose in life anymore.

Actually, my purpose is to stay alive so I can raise my child. I have a few names picked out already, but I want the gender to be a surprise. I'm going to give this baby everything I have so that it's not lacking what Zayn could have gave him. Kaleb is going to be it's father pretty much although i would rather it be that he wasn't. No way would I have Blake or Ashton help out because knowing them they'd probably give my child some sort of drug. Brad is just nasty so no. Jono strangely doesn't come around anymore and I don't mind Jaden coming around at all. He just doesn't often anymore since him and Kaleb have started fighting. It's quite a sad thing really.

"Monica?" Alyssa asks entering my room. I groan. She hasn't helped me worth shit since the break up. She always starts talking about it, but then changes the subject to something about her "dramatic" life. Their's always something wrong with her and I don't know why.

"What?" I snap.

"Jesus. I just brought you Aloha Grindz," she says and a smile returns to my face. That is all that I have wanted to eat during my pregnancy.

"Hey hun," Alex says entering the room now and comes to sit next to me. I know they're worried about me. I haven't told them much except the fact that we broke up. I don't listen to One Direction openly anymore either and I let Alexandra run our fan account. I can't even go on there.

"Hi," I mutter stuffing my garlic chicken into my mouth.

"Can you please tell me what happened now?" She asks me and I sigh, moving my food aside.

"He was just an well um asshole," I say. It still feels weird talking about my idol that way even though he is. I loved him for so long.

"How is he an asshole? I need details," Alyssa says and I sigh, running my fingers through my hair as I start to cry again.

"He uh. He started liking this other girl and he told her that he liked her, not knowing that i was behind the door. I gave him an opportunity to tell me, but he didn't. He just uh. He told me that she was his best friend, probably closer to him than his guy best friends and practically that she would be the only one to get that close to him," I explain as nonchalant as I can, but it still sounds horrible. That's only half of it too.

"Oh goodness. Does he even know that you're pregnant?" Alex asks me.

"No. And it's not like he even texted me afterwards to see if my sickness had subsided or anything," I begin freaking out. Alex moves closer, wrapping her arms around me and I gladly accepted them, crying until I had nothing left to cry. Alyssa eventually joined in on the hug, and I surprisingly didn't deny her.

"I'm so sorry Monica. I can't even imagine what you're going through," Alex tries, but it doesn't help me at all. I just keep crying.

"You should tell him about your guys child. His ass needs to help with child support," Alyssa says. I immediately shake my head back and forth, wiping away at the tears.

"No. I don't want anything to do with him and he shouldn't have anything to do with our baby either. I don't want someone like that in my child's life," I quickly explain although I do want him in my child's life. He should be able to grow up knowing that he has a loving and caring father, but he won't.