Keep Wishing (One Direction)

Chapter Five; Till Death Do Us Part

“You ready to head home?” Zayn asked as he shoved a thing of clothes into a bag.

“Do we have to? When we get home all I can do is lay on the couch or in the bed!” I groaned loudly. We had a checkup last night and now I’m on bed rest till the baby is born. A month and a half of doing nothing! I can’t believe the baby is coming so quickly.

     I was born early, or so said. They think Paije will be too because of how she is carrying too. Something about her growing faster or something; all the I heard was ‘Alyssa is going to be on bed rest the rest of the pregnancy blah, bleh, blah, wah, wuh…’

“I love you, babe,” Zayn told me as he grabbed my arm, the bag in his other hand.

“I love you, too.” I told him as we were greeted by Chris, Justin, Niall, Louis, Liam, Harry, Gemma, Becca, Dani, and Ele. Dani and Ele had flown back to see their boyfriends.

     We all headed outside. Zayn, Gemma, Harry, Becca and I climbed in Gemma’s own car. Chris, Justin and Niall were in their own car. Louis, Liam, Dani and Ele were in another car; they were not driving home but to a restaurant for a group date! I feel so left out…

(Zayn’s POV)

     Alyssa snored loudly on the way home. Her brown hair was all over my lap and her head was in my lap, too. Harry and Becca kept laughing at her because she kept slapping my chest.

“You know the publicity is trying to ruin you guys. They’re going to explode if that baby doesn’t look like you.” Gemma told me as she watched us.

“I know, which will suck if it doesn’t.” I told Gemma and Harry looked at me sadly.

“Do you love her? Well, I know you love her. But like, a lot. Like, take a bullet for her love?” Becca asked, turning around in her seat. I thought about that for a moment.

“Do I see a hint of hesitation, Zayn Malik?” Gemma joked.

“No, you don’t. I would take a bullet for her without a second thought. She is my life and always will be. I’m happy that she took me back and I was stupid. I’ve never had someone this perfect that’s mine. That I can call mine,” I told them and a chorus of ‘aw’ came out of both girl’s mouths.

“Zayn, will you stop talking? I’m trying to sleep.” Alyssa groaned in my lap.

“Did you hear that?” Gemma asked Alyssa, tilting her head.

“Ya,” Alyssa smiled, looking right at me. “I did, I love you Zayn.”

“Love you too, babe.” I told her and she fell back asleep. I played with her hair for a while till we finally reached home.

(Alyssa’s POV)

“Oh, Zayn, Zayn, oh Zayn,” I muttered and I heard a couple people laugh.

“Alyssa, wake up!” Zayn shouted, hitting me lightly.

“Hit me again and I’ll beat the shit out of you.” I warned grouchily. “Why are you up anyways? It’s early,”

“It’s noon, Lyssa.” Gemma told me and another thing of laughing.

“Oh,” I blushed. “Can we do anything today?”

“You’re on house arrest, remember?” Gemma laughed and Zayn punched her playfully.

“She’s not on house arrest! She’s on bed rest.” Zayn laughed.

“Alyssa, are you there?” Someone shouted from the front entrance of the house. Everyone exchanges weird glances before Harry jumps up.

We can hear him running first, than a loud shout. “MUMMY, YOUR HOME!”