Tattoos & Diapers {Z.M}

15. Merci

    Everyone's chattering died down after Celine asked that question. She brought up my parents. Of course she had to. I'm not sure why Celine doesn't like me. Probably because she thinks her daughter and Zayn would be getting back together. I don't see that happening any time soon. Between Zayn and I have kids and getting married. Celine just needs to calm down.
(I'm changing Merci's uncle name)

"I don't see how that is any of your business." I state sharply, as my uncle Michael looks at me. I don't even know how he can sit right here and take what she's saying. My mother was his sister. I place my fork down, feeling Zayn's hand tighten around my thigh. Chrissy looks at her mom with a shocked look.

      "Mom you can't just ask those things." Chrissy whispers to her mother, since she's sitting right now to her. Celine turns her head looking at her bratty daughter. I can see where Chrissy and Celine share traits and such. I can't believe Zayn ever saw anything in the ginger haired girl. Mainly because Zayn is such a great person then there's Chrissy who likes inflicting pain on people with her words.

       "No Crystal. If you ever came home with a baby or even two babies I would kick your ass out. I mean who the hell is taking care of you Merci. You are literally the worst daughter to ever walk this planet. I bet that's why your parents aren't here because you decided to get knocked up with kids. You are the poster child for bad decisions." Celine states, her icy eyes on me.

      "If you wanted to know, my parents are dead. Died before I even met Zayn. Before I met your daughter. They were murdered, and guess what. I was there when it happened. So was my brother. People like you are the reason why no one likes you Celine. You are so disrespectful, I don't even understand." I state, my cheeks hot. Everyone is silent once again, Zayn looks at me.

     "I'm done being nice to you and your daughter seriously. You're daughter was outside professing her love for Zayn. But the reason why the two broke up was because she cheated on him only to become popular and bitchy. I don't know what my uncle sees in you." I state before standing up and turning around walking out of the kitchen without a single utter of another word.

I came believe that woman would come into my aunts house saying all these things. I walk up the stairs into my old bedroom, seeing Arabella is up. She didn't sleep for long. I left both of the girls with their favorite stuffed animal and on the bed. Addison is still asleep, her head resting against the pillow the stuffed alligator between her arms as she snuggles with it. Arabella is messing with her stuffed penguin. Those two girls are bipolar opposites. Arabella favors me over Zayn and Addison favors Zayn over me.

I smile over at my beautiful baby girl on the bed. Both babies have Zayn's black hair and his beautiful tanned skin color. They have my eye color though, both girls are so pretty. Arabella has the little freckle under her bottom lip. Zayn used to joke around that's the only way he could tell the girls apart. I would also smack his chest whenever he told me that.

Arabella finally notices my presence, as a soft little giggle leaves her lips. She holds her arms up as a cute little pout forms on her lips. I smile even more as I walk over scooping her into my arms. Her legs wrap slightly around my body, her head resting against my shoulder. I need to brush her hair. It's wild. I hear someone clear their throat. I turn my head seeing my soon to be husband standing there.

"My other bebe isn't up yet?" Zayn asks stepping in as he makes his way towards us. His hand finds my lower back, he smiles down at the baby in my arms. Arabella just smiles up at him keeping her head on my shoulder. Zayn kisses my cheek softly. His thumb is rubbing in circles on my skin which feel really good actually. It relaxes me instantly.