Not So Much Love

Birthday and Other Things

(I finished this chapter early, and I wanted to let you all read it really badly, so here it is! The next chapter may take a bit, you'll understand at the end of this one...)

Date: January, 12th, 2016 Time: around 9 o'clock

"I do dislike this," Alex mumbled, as she fell onto her couch.

"Dislike what," Zayn asked, sitting crossed legged, beside the girl. She sighed, which relieved a lot of stress, yet left her curiosity still flaring.

"I feel like someone," she paused, trying to collect her words, "is always narrating my life. Like, my life is a story, written in third person." Zayn chuckled lightly, stroking her hair. She flinched, clawing his hand away from her face.

"My hair is greasy," she giggles, "but really; am I going insane?" Zayn prompted himself up on the couch, but hovered over Alex by locking his elbows, almost in a position you'd place yourself in doing pushups.

"You're crazy. Admit it," he winked. She smiled, but it quickly faded through fear. "There! There, I have that feeling again! It always happens, whenever I do whatever it may be!" Alex sighed, again, in distress.

"I want tea," Alex claimed, attempting to stand up. Whilst she tried to do so, Zayn trapped her underneath his own body. "Not so fast," he grinned, "can I get a kiss," he said as he made kissing noises. Alex pecked his puckered lips, rolling off the couch as he set her free.

While she placed the tea bag in the cup of water, she felt Zayn's hands on her waist.

"You know," she turned to face him, "me and Aubrey have had this idea, for a restaurant, since we were about 13, 14. It was a tea shop, called 'ParTEA', and we just spike the tea with vodka!"

"That's... uh," Zayn tried to find words, and thoughts. "Nice...?" He finished more of a question, rather than statement. Alex smirked, leaning in for a kiss, as did he. Zayn broke away from the kiss and looked down upon her.

"You're just so," he smiled, "perfect."

"You're just so," she started, and leaned closely to him, whispering, "corny." Zayn paused, as he made a face, "come again? I'm... Horny? Well you're not lying." Alex hit him lightly, knowing he knew what she had said.

"What ever, you say, big guy." Zayn slid his hands up and down Alex's silhouette, then kissed her, roughly. She childishly giggled within the passion, being lifted onto his hips. The both knew how this was going to turn out, you could say; an early birthday gift. Their hips moved together, grinding each other, Zayn pushed her body on top of the island in her kitchen.

Lusted immediately splashed in the air around them, it was like they both lost control of themselves. Their kisses were unbreakable, or so it seemed. Zayn's hands continued to travel up and down Alex's sides, giving her shivers and goose bumps. His hands scrunched up her shirt at breast level, letting the cool air hit her bare stomach. He slowly lifted the rest of her shirt off, teasing her by letting the air snake into her bra. She was wearing black laced bra and matching panties, she also got herself a full body wax, just in case. Alex bit her bottom lip, looking down at him with pleading eyes. He smirked at her, taking her top off, Alex was in no rush to take his off as well. Alex wrapped her legs around his waist, holding on to him. He started to plant love bites all over the crook of her neck, and moved them into her room. He laid her on her bed, hovering his lips above her skin. She could feel his hot steamy breath on her neck, and a few kisses later, she let out a soft moan. That one little moan made Zayn smirk, and that's when he started. He planted kisses all the way down her stomach. When he reached her pants, he quickly took them off, and took his off as well, leaving them in their underwear.

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After their 'sexy time' the two were out of breath, and panting. He cuddled her under the covers, holding the small girl close to him, their naked bodies clashed upon each other. Alex buried her head on Zayn's chest, with closed eyes, and trying to pace her breathing.

"Happy Birthday, Zayn..." She squeaked softly. He replied by kissing her forehead gently.

Date: January, 27, 2016

"Aubrey?! Aubrey, please pick up, please," Alex pleaded at her phone, pacing around her apartment. "Pick up, pick up, pick up, please! Please!" Frustration was the only thing that was going through Alex, she had news that she had to tell Aubrey at that exact moment, but low and behold, Aubrey did not answer her phone. Alex dialed her number one more time.

"Yo Yo Yiggady Yo." Aubrey's voice rang, and Alex knew exactly what she was doing, so she played along.

"I'm at suicide risk."

"Alex?"

"No, it's Morgan Freeman. Do you have any bones that need collecting?"

"Only the one in my pants..."

"I'm pregnant."

"What? Honest to blog?"

"Yeah. Yeah, it's Zayn's..."

"It's probably just a food baby. Did you have a big lunch?"

"No, this is not a food baby all right? I've taken like three pregnancy tests, and I'm forshizz up the spout."

"How did you even generate enough pee for three pregnancy tests? That's amazing..." Aubrey said truly fascinated.

"I don't know, I drank like, ten tons of Sunny D... Anyway dude, I'm telling you I'm pregnant and you're acting shockingly cavalier." Alex didn't really take three pregnancy tests, she was just playing along with Aubrey's Juno references, but she has taken one test.

"Is this for real? Like, for real for real?"

"Unfortunately, yes."

"Oh my GOD. Oh shit! Phuket, Thailand!"

"There we go. That was kind of the emotion that I was searching for on the first take." Alex rolled her eyes, finishing their Juno moment.

"Dude, you gotta tell him!"

"Yeah, I know. I just had to tell you first, okay?"

"Okay, bye, go tell him!" Aubrey shouted, hanging up. Alex sighed, tossing her phone on her bed, then rubbing her temples. She grabbed her phone again, taking a deep breath and rang up Zayn.

Ring. "Oh my God... I can't!"

Ring ring. "How do I even tell him?!"

Ring ring ring. "I should hang up..."

Ring ring ri-

"Hey lovely," Zayn's voice chimed before the fourth ring.

"Oh.. Uh... Z-zay... Zayn..." She stuttered to find her words. "Zayn... I uh..."

"Yes..?" He asked, not knowing what's going on.

"I, uh... Just come over, please... It's important..." She got out, with a few pauses. A strike of panic reached Zayn, he nodded, then realized she cannot see him nod. "Yeah, yeah. I'll be over soon." They hung up, and Alex felt very scared herself. She is carrying a child, not to mention it's Zayn Malik's child. She began to pace all around her flat until Zayn got there, which took three hours. He marched straight into her place, and Alex froze in her tracks.

"I'm pregnant."