Why did it have to be him. The bad boy Zayn. He said not to fall in love with him. And I did bad thing I was pregnant with his kid.
4 years Later
"Zena Jaed come on"I yell and in comes my four year old looking just like the ass that was her father. But she was beautiful
" Zena come on we need to go school"my little girl comes running in her new school outfit. i put my hair up and head out the door with Zena. We head off to school as we were driving Zena asks the same question she been asking since she could talk.
"Mommy where's my daddy"
"Zena sweetheart daddy didnt want to be in your life." He didnt know about her his family did.
"Okay momma" i drop her off at school and head home. i work from home and take care of my home. i drive to the store and go grocery shopping. When i get home there's a car across from my house. I open my trunk when.
" After four years and you couldn't tell me" the person shouts i turn and see Zayn. What does he want now.
"What Zayn." i grab my groceries as he comes up behind me.
"Help me take the food in?" he nods and helps. As I put away food he stands there looking at me. He crosses his arms.
"Four years four fucking years (y/n), why in hell couldn't you say anything."
"What are you talking about Zayn" i knew what he was talking about.
"Are you fucking kidding"he grabs a picture of Zena off the counter.
"This little girl (y/nickname)"
"its (y/n) only the person close to me can call me that. And two Zayn yes Zayn that is your daughter. Four years ago when you left me i was pregnant with your damn child. I fucking fell for you Zayn. You didnt want anything to do with me you wanted to fuck other girls. While my dumbass was in love with you. And almost 10 months later i gave birth to the most precious, bright, talented smart mouth little girl. Who loves art like you, who is somewhat vain like you. She loves to sing she is spitting image of you. For the first year of her life i was depressed i was so mad that she took after you. You were involved with a girl so i didnt tell you Zayn. Your mom knew when she turned 2. Zayn its hard to tell you when you wouldn't even give a damn-"
"Hold the hell up (y/n) if you told me i would've of been there for you and her regardless who i was with. I would've been with you the whole damn pregnancy. It kills me that I didnt get to see her be born and see her take her first steps. its wicked she's like me. tho I'd rather her be like you strong hearted. (Y/N) i shouldn't of left you. I realized i loved you after i left. I wanted to call you and text you but couldn't. All i want is to have our family how its supposed to be unless you're with someone of course then i would want to be in her life regardless. Please (y/n) give me a chance. And work on this slowly." He was being sincere i could tell he was. He was holding back tears.
"Fine Zayn but she thinks you dont want her because i held hate towards you when i shouldve told you." i start crying. He holds onto to me tight and kisses my forehead. i pull away.
"So when can i meet her" he asks.
"Um she gets out of school at 3 but your mum is bringing her here. Trisha has been telling her about you for awhile so im hoping she warms up to you" i wipe away my tears.
"Okay so what now (y/n)?"
"Well we can discuss us like working on the relationship."
"Okay so how about you come over let me cook you a meal." We talk and didnt realize what time it is til.
"Mommy mommy" i had Zayn hide.
"Yes love bug."
"Mamaw told me about daddy and he didnt sound so mean. but i still am a little mad."
"Well mamaw is right darling mommy was just mad at daddy but no anymore" Trisha realizes and says she had to go.
"Sweetheart do you want to meet your daddy" Zena nods her head quickly. Then comes in Zayn from behind the wall.
"Are you my daddy" Zayn nods his head. She was shocked then as he got on his knees and held his arms out she runs up and hugs him she clings tight.
"Mommy im still mad at him but him my papa papa are you ever gonna leave again"
"No my love im not."
"Daddy did you come back for me and momm"
"Yes Zena momma tells me you love art"
"I do i wanna be artist daddy"
"Well i can help you love and we can draw together if its fine with momma" Zena looks at me for permission.
"You two go ahead i gotta finish up work"i kiss her forehead. I wasn't ready to kiss Zayn again. He just kisses my forehead.
