The Bet [Zarry AU] **UNDER EDITING**

Epilogue.

Dedicated to all of you ♡
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A month later

It was a Christmas evening, Harry was sitting on the bathroom floor, clutching the pregnancy test in his left hand. He placed his right hand on his tummy and smiled down at it.

They were back from their romantic honeymoon which was quite pleasurable yet painful for Harry's rear. They were currently living in Zayn's  big 4 room apartment after their marriage with their little pumpkin, Zayra.

"I can't wait to surprise your Papa and sister. I haven't seen you, but I already love you. I promise, I'll protect you from every evil thing in the world.", he whispered down to his tummy.

Ding dong

Someone rang the bell, making Harry smile. He knew, it was his husband and daughter, back after having their father-daughter bonding time over a  ice cream treat.

He got up and opened the door only to be met with a smiling Zayra in Zayn's arms and a sweet kiss on the lips from his husband.

"Hey baby, you okay now? Did you take rest? Did you throw up while we're gone?", Zayn asked entering their apartment  placing Zayra on her feet while Harry locked the door behind them.

"Dada, we got you ice creams", Zayra squealed in happiness making Harry chuckle. He kneeled down to her height and placed a kiss on her forehead. He then stood up and hugged his husband.
"Hey", he whispered into Zayn's ear making a shiver ran down his spine.

"I'm okay. I didn't throw up after you guys gone, so don't worry.", he whispered again kissing Zayn's earlobe.

"O-Okay", Zayn stuttered and looked over to see if Zayra was still there.

"Don't worry, she's in her room. I can see she's playing with her barbie dolls.", Harry whispered as he was facing Zayra's room.

"O-Okay", Zayn whispered, as he tightened his grip on Harry's waist.

"I have to tell you something. I got to know the reasons behind my sickness. And it'd serious Zayn.", Harry said in a serious tone, but smiled mischievous as Zayn couldn't see him. He then made a straight face and broke away from the hug to look into Zayn's eyes and then held down his head. His curls, covering his face.

"H-Harry, what happened baby?", Zayn said, scared as what is coming his way. No , he couldn't afford to loose Harry, not after all these years. He can't. Harry's his everything.

Getting no answer from his husband, he pleaded again, placing his hand on his cheeks, "Harry, baby, please tell me. You're getting me worried. Please don't tell me I'm gonna loose y-you. I-I can't Harry. You're my everything. P-Please tell me you're okay.", Zayn said, tears sliding down his cheeks.

Harry couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't see Zayn crying. So he took Zayn's hands off his cheeks and placed them on his t-shirt clothed tummy and looked up to him, smiling.

"I'm not okay Zayn, 'cause I'm perfect. This happened", he said, placing his hands over Zayn's on his tummy, smiling at his husband.

At first, Zayn couldn't understand anything, but when he did, his face expressions changed from confused, to realization to shock to happiness.

Tears instantly gathered up in his eyes and he looked up Harry in questioning eyes. And when Harry nodded to him, smiling and in all tears of joy he couldn't help but pick him up in his arms and spin him around, making his husband squeak.

"I'M GONNA BE A PAPA AGAIN!!!!", he screamed in happiness while spinning his husband. Zayra came out of her room holding a Barbie in her hand and looked at her parents with confusion as to why her Dada and Papa are crying while smiling.