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Chapter 29

Song for this chapter: Happily by One Direction

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KRIS'S POV

"Happy birthday to you, happy birthday dear Kris, Happy birthday to you!"

"Make a wish!" Trish says.

I close my eyes and silently wish for a healthy baby, and to be home with Harry. I take a deep breath and blow out the candles on my cake.

"Yayy!" Trish claps her hands and Zayn smiles.

Zayn turns the lights back on and sits next to me at the table as Trish begins to cut and serve my birthday cake.

"Happy birthday Kris!" He says and puts his arm around my shoulders.

"Thanks Zayn!" I wrap my arms around his neck and pull him in for a hug.

Zayn has become my best friend. No. He is more than my best friend, he is the one person that brings me joy in my time of suffering. Even when I do return home, my bond with Zayn will never end. I love him, but as a brother, and he feels the same way.

"Okay first piece goes to the birthday girl!" Trish puts a slice of cake on a plate and hands it to me.

"This is so nice of you, thank you for baking me a cake." I say.

"Of course! Its your birthday, you must have a cake!" She smiles as I grab the plate and take a bite of my vanilla cake.

"I can't believe I'm eating cake at ten in the morning." Zayn says as he shoves a fork full of cake into his mouth.

"Well Kris has a busy day today, so I wanted to have her cake early." Trish says.

"Are you nervous?" Zayn asks me.

"I'm excited!" I tell him.

Today I find out the gender of my baby. What better day then my birthday? Zayn is going to be there every step of the way. He has come to every appointment since the beginning and I could never thank him enough. I wish Harry could be here. The thought of not having him here feels like a knife in my chest. I miss him so much I have become numb. Its been two months since I have seen or talked to the love of my life. He is missing out on everything with the baby, and me, I'm missing him. I am overjoyed to have someone as kind and compassionate as Zayn here with me, but I need Harry.

"You ready to go?" Zayn asks wiping his mouth with a napkin after devouring his second slice of cake, and he makes fun of me?

"Yea let me just get dressed." I say.

I put my hands on the table to help me stand up. Zayn immediately stands from his seat and carefully helps me stand up. My stomach gets bigger and bigger everyday, and even though its not too big right now, I have gained so much weight its hard to walk for a long time. I am not over weight, I'm just pregnant. I hope when I eventually do go home, Harry isn't appalled by my weight gain.

I smile at Zayn once I'm stable on my feet and I walk out of the kitchen and into the small guest room that has become my own. Most of the time I fall asleep on the couch with Zayn but occasionally I sleep in this room.

I take out a pair of black leggings and an old blue sweat shirt. I grab a pair of black uggs and throw my hair in a pony tail. I don't even care how I look anymore. I'm pregnant. And Zayn is my best friend he doesn't care how I look.

I open my bedroom door and walk to the front door to find Zayn ready and waiting for me.

"Aww I'm so excited! Call me as soon as you find out!" Trish wraps her arms around me and gives me a motherly hug, something I never had the privilege to receive.