It was weird that he was standing right in front of me. I couldn't move. "I can't believe it." He whispered. Ayden was shy and I felt him hiding behind my legs. "Um it's good to see you." I told him. "When did you get back?" He asked me. "Today actually." I said. He looked back at Ayden, "And who is this little guy?" Marcel got down on his knees and reached out to Ayden. When he touched his hand I wanted to cry. I felt guilt all over again. I was shocked when Ayden didn't move away from Marcel. He usually wasn't this open to people he didn't know. He let Marcel hold him. "This is Ayden." I said. I wondered if I should tell him. If now was the right time to let him know about his son. "Marcel, Ayden is.." I started to say until a blonde walked up to us. "Aww, Marcel! The baby is so cute." The blonde squealed. Marcel looked up at me, "(Y/n), this is Missy. My girlfriend." I was a little surprised. I shook her hand and smiled, "Nice to meet you." It was getting awkward really fast. "What were you saying about Ayden?" Marcel asked me. "Oh uh, Ayden is due for a nap." I lied. Now wasn't the time to tell him. He handed Ayden over to me. "It was nice to see you guys." I said awkwardly before I left. He had a girlfriend. I didn't want to believe it. I told him five years ago to move on, and he did. By the time Ayden and I got back to the hotel, he was very sleepy. I set him on the bed and gave him his blanket. Once he was asleep, I stepped out onto my balcony. I missed London so much. The sights were breathtaking. My phone started ringing and I grabbed it out of my back pocket. It was Zayn. "Hey stranger." I answer. I heard him laugh, "Are you finally here?" "Yeah, we just got in a while ago." I told him. I told him what hotel we were staying in and he told me that he would be there soon. He was excited to finally meet Ayden. I sent him pictures every once in a while to show him how he's grown. Thirty minutes later, Zayn came with Nando's. He got my favorite. Peri-Peri Chicken. "You are an angel sent from about." I said as I hugged him. He chuckled, "I know. Now where is he?" He asked. I brought him to the bedroom and showed him where Ayden was. He was still napping. Zayn went close to him and touched his curls. "He looks just like him." He whispered. We went into the living room so we wouldn't wake him. "I ran into him today." I said as we started eating. His eyes went wide, "Wow. You just got in town and you already see him. Awkward." I laughed, "Awkward indeed. I met his girlfriend." "Was she hot?" He smirked. "I guess, if you like the tall, blonde, supermodel type." I muttered. "He didn't notice the resemblance between him and Ayden?" Zayn asked. "No, he didn't. I thought he would but Marcel has always been a little oblivious to things." I replied. Zayn scoffed, "The guy didn't even realize that you were in love with him. He's just blind." I shrugged my shoulders, "It wasn't the right time to tell him. I'll figure out something." He reached over and grabbed my hand, "I'll always be here for you and Ayden." I smiled. I was glad I had an amazing friend like him. Now I just had to think about if I should tell Marcel about Ayden or not.
