Talking To The Moon [z.m.]

10: All That Matters

Zayn's POV

"Where are we going, daddy?" Alex asked as I drove my old black mustang while Faith sat in the passenger seat and Alex was buckled up in his car seat in the back.

"We are going to visit my mum and sisters." I told him when I stopped at a red light.

"You have a mummy and sisters?"

"Yes," I chuckled. From the corner of my eye I could see Faith smiling.

"Oh."

I started to drive again when the light turned back to green, but being cautious with my speed and keeping it at 55. I didn't want to cause an accident and have my two loves getting injured.

"How old are your sisters?" Alex's curiosity asked.

"Doniya is 26, Waliyha is 18, and Safaa is 15."

"They're old, daddy."

"Alex," Faith scolded him lightly.

"Sorry, mummy."

I laughed lightly, taking my kid in a joking matter.

"How old are you, daddy?"

"23."

"You're not old."

"Of course I'm not, I'm still young." I joked.

"But not as young as me."

I grinned at him through my review mirror. "Definitely not."

**

I parked in my mum's house driveway, a new house that she bought with money I didn't know she had.

I climbed off while Faith did the same before unbuckling Alex out of his car seat and holding him in her arms and closing the door.

I walked around the car to them and grabbed her hand, pressing the button on my key that locked the car.

We walked up the steps to mum's balcony and knocked on the door, foot steps heard from the inside of the duplex white house.

"Coming!" Yelled a feminine voice before the door opened and in front of us stood my mum.. Three years later.

"Zayn!" She enveloped me in her arms and held me tightly but I still held on to Faith's hand and returned the hug with one arm around my mum's short body.

"I've missed you so much!" I could tell she was crying already.

"Zayn's here?!" Shouts emitted from the house and out came Waliyha and Safaa, completely changed. I missed a lot.

"Zayn!" They yelled before hugging me too and now I was hugging both of my sisters and my mum.

"Who are they, mummy?" I heard a small voice say behind me.

"Those are daddy's sisters and mum." I heard Faith answer him.

Immediately my sisters and mum let go of me, tears in all of their eyes, and looked at our small baby boy behind me.

"Is that him?" My mum asked me.

"Yeah, that's him." I answered her.

She smiled and hesitantly walked behind me to look at Faith and I's little creation. The girls followed behind her and I could tell Alex was nervous by the way he looked at them. He didn't know them.

Faith gave him a reassuring smile and I did the same when he looked at me, wondering what these unknown people would say or do to him.

**

Faith's POV

"My how cute you are." Trisha smiled brightly at Alex and he silently flinched in my arms.

"Th-thank you." His voice sounded small, he was nervous around them.

"You look just like Zayn did when he was a baby. Except you have your mother's eyes." She smiled at me and I returned it, unsure of how to act since I never visited her after Zayn went to prison.

The only time she's seen Alex was when he was a newborn and since then I never visited her and she didn't know where I lived.

Of course I felt bad that Alex didn't really get to meet his grandma nor aunts, but I was young when I had him and still didn't know what to do.

I was basically a baby taking care of baby. Until Harry and Louis talked to me about how I had to be a mature parent for my baby. Without them I couldn't imagine what I mess I'd be with Alex. I was grateful to have amazing friends like them.

"Come inside and we can talk," Trisha opened the door wide and we walked inside her house.

"And play."

"Yes," Trisha laughed at Alex's comment. "And play."

**

"I didn't know you'd be out already?"

We all sat down in the living room couches. Zayn, Alex, and I in one with Trisha, Waliyha, and Safaa in the one opposite of us.

Safaa kept smiling at Alex and he smiled shyly back while he sat down next to me, a small arm wrapped around my side.

"It's only been a few days mum."

Trisha nodded, more tears building up in her eyes. "I'm just glad you're back after all this time."

Please don't get emotional, I told myself. I know I haven't been crying when Zayn came but that didn't mean I didn't want to. I still had a bit of old Faith in me.

Zayn stood up and hugged his mom who had started to sob. Meanwhile, Waliyha and Safaa had their attention on Alex.

"Do you want to play with our old toys upstairs?" Safaa broke the silence between us while Zayn continued to have his arms around his mom.

Alex looked up at me.

"I-I don't know," I stuttered.

I didn't want him to get hurt, what if he falls and scrapes his knee? Well, there's carpet around the whole house but what if he gets his skin burned? I couldn't stop the millions of accident ideas that popped in my mind that could happen to Alex in this house.

As a mom, it's your job to take care of your children and the least you wanted to happen was for them to get hurt.

That's why I was being paranoid, I didn't want Alex to get hurt. I didn't like to see him cry.

"It's okay, Fay," Zayn told me when he came to sit back down with me and his mom had calmed down.

He noticed how nervous I was with deciding whether Alex should go with the girls or not. "The girls will take care of him. He'll just be upstairs."

Waliyha smiled at me. "We'll take care of him. Promise."

I sighed, nodding my head as each of the girls held one of Alex's hands and led him upstairs to play.

"I'll see you in a bit, mummy!" Alex called from the top of the stairs before he went into a room with the girls.

I turned my head back to be stared at by both Trisha and Zayn. Trisha had a warming smile on her face and Zayn gave me a comforting nod.

"How have you been, sweetheart?"

"Well, paranoid as you can see." I gave a short laugh as Zayn placed a hand on my knee.

As if Trisha couldn't not see it, she smiled at her son's gesture. "I'm glad to see that nothing has changed between the two of you after all these years."

What.

"Actually, um.." I started nervously while Trisha looked confused and Zayn had a hard expression on his face.