Love is Creativity (Harry Styles & Selena Gomez)

Chapter 41

* FIVE MONTHS LATER *

Zayn POV

"Look, this here is you"
I looked down at a photo Liam was showing me, where I was about one year old and I saw a toddler boy with brown hair, smiling widely next to me as I was on some booster seat.
"I suppose that's you" I said, pointing at the toddler boy, Liam looking down then nods.
"Yeah"
"How come you look different from me?"
"Because I have another father, I don't have the same father as you and Selena"
"She doesn't look like my father at all"
"That's because she looks more like our mom"
"LIAM! WHEN ARE WE LEAVING?!" we hear Selena yell from her room, I swore I even jumped at the sound of her yelling.
"Soon, why?"
"Because I'm ready, that's why! Gosh, I hate being fat!" Selena shouts, her hand on her back as she and her enormous belly walks in the room, catching mine and Liam's eye.
"Oh Sel, come on. You only got three more months to go"
"Yeah, three more months of being fat! I'm so ready to pop this soccer player out" she groans before walking over to the couch, huffing as she takes a seat over it. She moves around the cushion, rolling her eyes as she groans once more.
"Oh, I also forgot about being comfortable whenever I sit or lay down. IT'S IMPOSSIBLE!" I can't wait for her child to be born, I hate Selena's mood swings, their worse than mine. I go back to looking through the photo album, scanning ever picture that interested me.
"Okay your highness, let's go then. Make sure you have that large jacket with you, you don't want your father to see you pregnant"
"I honestly don't care now. If he doesn't like seeing my pregnant belly, then he could go fuck himself" she wrinkled her nose in annoyance, just thinking about our father.
"Let's just get this over with, I don't want to wait any longer" I run my fingers through my hair, I have to do this. I have to do this and.....move to where I truly belong.
"Okay, let's go" Liam pats my shoulder, he picks up his car keys and coat from the coat rack as we make our way towards the door.
"Selena, coming?"
"Y-Yeah, just getting something" Selena said, putting something in her pocket as we all walk out the front door.

Let's get this over with.

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"Is that your last suitcase?" Selena asked, folding one of my shirts and placing it in my last suitcase.
"Y-Yeah....yeah, it's my last" I sighed, zipping up the zipper as I close the suitcase shut. Looking away, I felt a hand on my shoulder which caused me turn and see that Selena was now face to face with me.
"Are you sure you want to do this?" she asked, looking at me with her brown eyes.
"I don't know, I just don't want to do something that I might regret later" I sighed, shaking my head as I sit on my bed. Selena looks at me as she takes something out her pocket. She has a paper in her hands, looking at it and then at me as she slowly sits down next to me, being careful with her stomach.
She looks at me as she twirls the paper in her hands, sighing before she finally speaks up.
"Liam forgot to show you this" she said, handing me the paper. It was a picture, an old one too. I furrowed my eyebrows as I look down to see what it was about. I saw a woman with short brown hair, brown eyes, and a smile just like Selena's. Actually, Selena was a spitting image of this woman. I seen her before, I seen her in my dreams. I see that this woman has a child, a little boy around two years old, on her lap and hugging him close as the little boy was giggling.
That little boy was me, but who was she?
"Who is she?" I asked, my index finger pointing at the picture.
"That's your mother, our mother" Selena said, my head shooting up and looking at her before looking back down at picture.
"She was beautiful, wasn't she?"
"Yeah, I see who you got your looks from" I smirked, making Selena chuckle as she nodded.
"She loved you, she loved all of us. Liam proved it"
"I know, he found me after so many years of searching. That's all the proof I need" I sighed, letting out a small smirk as my eyes were still glued to the picture.
"I wish I could of met her before she died"
"I know, I bet she wished to see you again too"
I kept staring at the picture, my eyes scanning each angle and corner as it snaps into my head now.