I didn't want to get out of bed. Let alone go to work. I tried to stay in bed as long as I could but I knew I had to get up sooner or later. I looked over at Marcel who was still sleeping soundly. I ran my fingers through his hair and smiled. He was my boyfriend. I was so glad to finally be his. I got out of bed and went to check on Ayden. He was still asleep. I went into the kitchen to start breakfast, but was surprised to see Harry already there. "Goodmorning." He told me. "Morning." I muttered. I was still a little annoyed at the things he said the night before. I couldn't believe how blunt he was. I started to grab some pancake mix from the pantry but it was too high. I reached as far as I could to grab it and was unsuccessful. Then Harry came rather close to me and grabbed it for me. I took a step back as he handed it to me. "Thanks." I mumbled before I walked away from him. As I was cooking, I felt his gaze on me. Secretly I wished that Marcel would wake up. "Has Marcel told our mother about Ayden?" He asked me. I shrugged my shoulders, "I have no idea." He chuckled, "Mom is going to freak." I froze, "You think so?" He nodded, "She's been a grandmother for five years and hasn't been told." "Marcel just found out recently. Maybe he hasn't gotten the time to tell people." I said. Part of me thought that was bullshit. "I don't know, but if I had a kid, the first thing I would do would be to tell my own mother." He told me as he took a bite of his apple and strolled out of the kitchen. A few hours later, I was eating lunch at a local cafe with Liam and Zayn. I didn't feel like staying at the office for lunch so I conviced Liam and Zayn to come to the cafe with me. Marcel had to take care of some things so he had to stay behind. "Is something bothering you, (y/n)?" Liam asked me. "I think Marcel is ashamed of me and Ayden." I answered as I looked down at my hands. "No he isn't." Zayn said. "He hasn't told his mom about Ayden or me." I told them. They looked at each other. "Maybe he is afraid." Liam suggested. I shook my head, "He's ashamed. I know it." I hated how Harry ruined my day by putting those ideas in my head. But, I couldn't believe Marcel hasn't said anything to his family. I told my parents. Sure they weren't thrilled that their daughter was pregnant and in a foreign country, but they visited and were there when I gave birth to Ayden. Part of my wished that Marcel's mother wouldn't hate me. I knew that she would if she found out. I was getting a headache from all of the overthinking I was doing. "Don't stress out about it." Zayn told me. "Look, why don't you and Marcel join me and Ellen for dinner tonight. She has been looking forward to meeting you." Liam said. I nodded, "Sure that'll be fun." Maybe tonight I would talk to Marcel about this whole thing. Hopefully, it wouldn't end in disaster.
