He Mustn't Find Out » Zayn Malik © [COMPLETED]

Chapter 16

SONG: You are my sunshine - idk

*Zayns POV*

We sat at the table, catching up with each others lives when the doorbell rang. I smiled as Madison stood up and walked to the door, followed by me. I put my arm around her waist and opened the door. The colour drained from Madison's face. I could tell, even though I wasn't looking at her directly. "Mummy! Mummy where are yo- Oh hi mummy!" I heard Acacia yell. I laughed at her expression when she had found her mum. I looked at her and she walked to me. I picked her up placing her on my hip. She rested her head on my shoulder and it just felt perfect. Since Madison was holding Aiden, we felt like a family. Except her parents were there. The same parents who kicked their daughter out, when they found out she was pregnant. I suddenly felt an angry vibe towards them. I glared at them and they shared glances. "Hello Nina and Keith," I said in a sarcastic tone. "Zayn, you've grown up so much!" Madison's mother said giving me a hug which I didn't return. Who's this beautiful young lady?" Nina said pinching Acacia's cheek. "Your Grandaughter." I replied bluntly. Both of their faces drained of colour. "Wh-what?" Keith asked. "Yes father." Madison spoke up. She acted confident when I knew on the inside she was at war with herself. I shifted Acacia to my other hip and I wrapped my free arm around her waist. I felt her relax but not to much. "Ok then... who's baby is this?" Her father asked, reffering to Aiden. "Mine again." I replied. "Oh. So you had a baby with 2 different women?" He asked. "No. The same woman both times." Her parents looked shocked. "B-both are yours and Madison's?" Nina said covering her mouth. "Yes and I told you I would love your daughter for ever." I said kissing Madison's cheek. Acacia closed her eyes and pertending to gag. I laughed at her and pinched her sides. She squealed and then started laughing. Madison pinched my butt and I jumped. I looked at her and she had a dead serious look on her face. I apologised and looked back at her parents. "Would you like to come inside?" I asked, my best to stay polite. Madison gave me a look of desperation and I just nodded. "Mum?" I called out walking into the dining room where everyone was sitting. "Yes Zayn?" She replied, poking her head from the next room over. "Madison and I are taking the kids to the park." I smiled. "Ok! You two have fun." She smiled. I nodded at her and we went upstairs to get dressed.

*Nina's POV*

That boy was still with her. Ever since our fight in London, Madison and I's relationship hadn't been the same. Madison was my only child. Sure, I had a step-son. Keith just had him a year before Madison was born. I loved her a lot and I just kicked her out. I didn't mean it really, but I just lost my temper. I wanted to apologise but I didn't know where she was staying and what her new mobile number was so we lost touch. When I came here this morning, I was shocked to see that she wasn't a single mother. I was shocked to see that she had another baby with the same boy. The thing is, how did they have money for all this. "Trisha?" I asked looking away from my book. "Yes?" She replied. "How do they do it? Like all the money and all that." I asked. "Oh um.." She said looking at her nails. "Didn't you know?" I heard her oldest sister say. "Know what.." I asked very cautiously. "Um.. well... Zayn is in the worlds biggest boy band in the world." She said. "What?" I asked shocked. "Yeah. Heard of One Direction." I nodded. "He's in that band. He's like more than a billionaire." The youngest told me. "You're kidding me." I said not believing any word they said. "No seriously, Look." The oldest piped in again. She tapped away on her phone and showed me a video. It was labled 'Zayn Malik - One Direction interview'. 

I watched it and it was the same boy as the one who was standing with my daughter. "Uh.." I started. My eyes turned towards a thumping coming down the stairs. Down came Zayn and a pram. I saw Madison walk down stairs holding my grandchildren and placing them in the stroller at the bottom of the stairs. She placed a bag in the basket thing under the seats in the pram and they made their way towards the door. "Bye Mum." I heard Zayn's masculine voice. "Bye mum!" I heard a feminine one. My eyes went wide. I was about to reply when Trisha answered. "Bye both of you. Love you both. Be careful!" She said walking back to the table. My heart sunk that my own daughter classified Trisha as her mother but I do understand where she is coming from.