Daddy's Little Girl ( A Zayn Malik Fan Fiction )

Chapter 4

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I woke up the next morning, on the couch? Why didn't I sleep in my bed? Then I remembered what happened last night. I smiled, wait. Why am I smiling? I can't fall for him all over again. Anyway, where is he?

"Zayn?" I called out. I sniffed the air, is that pancakes, I smell?

"Yeah, in the kitchen." Zayn hollered back.

I got up off the couch and made my way to the kitchen, Zayn was in there flipping away at pancakes, and Autumn was in her high chair making a mess with apple sauce.

"Are you wearing my apron?" I put my hand over my mouth to stop myself from laughing.

Zayn looked offended, "What? I needed to protect my clothes."

"From what? An invading army of powder? If you got your clothes dirty, I have a washing machine, ya know?"

"So you want me to take my clothes off, is that right Ms. Hayden?"

"Oh my god, Zayn, shut up." I laughed, "What else are you cooking?"

"Pancakes and pancakes."

"Oh, sounds divine, when will they be ready?"

"As soon as these are finished," Zayn said, he then flipped a pancake high in the air, that fell flat on the floor. Autumn burst out laughing and pointing the burnt pancake on the floor.

"Bravo, Malik, bravo." I slowly clapped my hands, Autumn mimicked my clapping and she was giggling.

Zayn rolled his eyes, he placed a couple pancakes on each plate and sat down at the table.

"Did you sleep good?" Zayn asked, after taking a bite out of his food.

I nodded and smiled, "Yeah, I did. What time is it?"

Zayn smiled, "About 9:30 AM."

"Cool."

Zayn smiled, "Yeah, do you have any plans today?"

"Not that I know of, I wanted to take Autumn to the park for a little bit, would you like to go?" I asked him.

"I'd love too," Zayn smiled, "Do you want to head out around 11 AM?"

I smiled, "That sounds good."

"Do you think I'll be recognized?"

"It's a pretty remote location, we haven't seen many people there all the times we've taken Autumn. But, if you're worried about it, you can stay here."

Zayn shook his head, "No, I want to go."

"Okay," I smiled, "Autumn will be so happy. I have a few of Patrick's hoodies upstairs, you could where it if you want."

Zayn flashed me his perfect smile, he then got up and walked over to clean off the dishes, I looked at Autumn, she was still playing around in her apple sauce, I smiled. I walked over to Zayn and began to help him with the dishes.

"Hey, Zayn?"

"Yes, Hayden?" Zayn looked over to me.

"I was thinking, it's been a while since Autumn spent the night at Patrick's, do you want do something tonight? That way we can talk and not have to worry about Autumn getting fussy."

"Yeah, I don't see why not." Zayn smiled, "And yes, we do have a lot to talk about."

I nodded, "Yes, like what going to happen when you have to leave. I don't want you making a lasting impression on Autumn and then leaving for months. She may only be one, but her feelings get hurt, and she already adores you. She will notice if you aren't there, I don't want her hurt, Zayn."