I hate myself for loving you (zarry)

Chapter 8

"I need to have a word with Zayn."


With this, Trisha leaves the living room and walks towards the kitchen where Zayn is putting away the groceries.


Trisha enters the kitchen and clears her throats.


Zayn turns his head to see his mother standing beside the counter. "What, mom?" He closes the refrigerator door and turns around, cocking his brow at his mother.


Trisha crosses her arms, "Why did you bring this Gigi girl here? Are you dating or something? Because, if you are, I'm not happy with it. What about Harry? The boy is pregnant with your child!"


Zayn face palms and sighs, "Mom, what are you talking about? I'm not dating Gigi, yet. But me and Harry are just best friends, I can date whoever I want."


"Stop this 'best friends' bullshit. You'd better win Harry over now and make him a Malik, or you'll regret in the near future. I can see that you will regret it if you don't. Believe your mother, Zaynie bear." Trisha gives Zayn a stern look.


"You have always wanted him to be your son-in-law since we were in high school." Zayn snorts and rolls his eyes.


"Yes, and I have always told you to date him since you were in high school. Now this is the prefect chance, since he is pregnant with your child." Trisha smiles.


"For god's sake mom! I'll not date my fucking best friend, and you know I am straight!"


"How did you get him pregnant if you're 'straight'?" Trisha quotes the word 'straight ' with her fingers in the air and raises her brow at her son.


Zayn groans in frustration, "Mom!" He can never win his mother, can he?


"I'm going to check on Harry and Gigi." Zayn says and walks to the door that led to the living room.


"Zayn! I'm not done talking yet!" Trisha was about to go after Zayn but her phone rings, stopping her.


Zayn walks into the living room, only to see Harry sitting alone one the couch and watching a TV show.


"Where is Gigi?" He plops down beside Harry and wraps an arm around Harry's shoulder as he asks.


"She left, must have felt bored." Harry shrugs and then giggles when the host of the TV show he's watching makes some silly jokes.


"Okay." Zayn shrugs and pulls Harry to his chest, "Cuddle?"

Harry doesn't say anything, just lets Zayn do whatever he wants. He loves cuddles, especially Zayn's cuddles.


Trisha walks into the living room, and the sight makes a smile creep across her face. Aww what a cute couple! She mentally gives her son a thumbs up.


"Hey boys, I have to go and pick your sisters up from school." Though she wants to keep looking at this lovely couple cuddling, she has to leave.


"Okay, bye mom!" Zayn waves but doesn't bother to look up at his mother, too entranced by the TV show.


"Bye Trisha, I'll see you around." Harry smiles at her.


Trisha gives Zayn a smack upside his head, "Oi, mom! What was that for?" Zayn rubs his head and finally looks up at his mother.


Trisha rolls her eyes, ignoring Zayn's whine, and smiles fondly at Harry. "See you soon, Harry and my dear grandchild." With this, she exits the room, leaving the two best friends to continue their cuddling session.

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That night, while walking past Harry's room, Zayn sees Harry standing in front of the mirror just in pajama pants with his phone in his hand.


Feeling curious, he knocks on the open door to get his attention. "Harry, what are you doing?"


"Oh, hey Zayn." Harry looks at him and put his hands on his stomach, smiling warmly, "I was just taking some photos of my baby bump. I want to capture the moments of my pregnancy and have pictures of my growing baby bump"


Zayn gasps and puts his hand on his heart dramatically, giving Harry a sad face, "How could you do that without me?? I'm the baby's father! I am hurt. How many photos have you taken till now?"


"Sorry Zaynie, I didn't know that you would want to take photos with us." Harry gives Zayn an apologetic look, "Come here then, I haven't taken many photos and the bump just started showing a little."


Zayn wastes no time in walking towards Harry, and standing behind him with his hands on Harry's bare stomach and his head on Harry's shoulder. It's a typical pose of an expectant couple taking photos with the baby bump. The only difference is that Harry and Zayn are not a couple. But it works since they are, in fact, having a baby.


They both smile, looking in the mirror as Harry takes the picture.


"When are you gonna tell the lads? It is starting to show." Zayn gently rubs his hands on Harry's stomach as he whispers in his ear, sending a chill down Harry's spine.


It must be the pregnancy hormones getting him aroused! Forcing himself to not get hard, he clears his throats, "I-umm, I was thinking of telling them tomorrow. What do you think?"


Zayn hums, still rubbing Harry's bump, "I think tomorrow will do." and then he pulls away from Harry. "I'll text the lads and ask them to come here tomorrow. Night, Haz."


Harry nods, "Night, Zee."


Zayn smiles and walks out of Harry's room.

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"So, what's the important thing you need to tell us?" is the first thing Louis says when Zayn opens the door for the lads, Harry standing beside him.


Harry sighs, "Come in and have a seat first, will you?"


Louis rolls his eyes and walks in like a king, with Niall and Liam tailing behind.


"OMG! Harry! You made cookies!! I am so in love with you Harry!" Niall gushes once he sees a big plate of homemade cookies on the table.


"I know that you're just in love with my cooking skills, not me" Harry smiles, shaking his head.


"So, what's the news?" Liam asks, after they all are settled into the couch.


Harry is a bit nervous, and Zayn knows it. So, he puts his hand on Harry's back, rubbing it gently to reassure him.


"Harry is pregnant and the baby is mine." Zayn takes it upon himself to break the news to the lads.


Harry sighs in relief and leans into Zayn's arm a little, happy that he didn't have to do it himself. He is still a little worried about the lads' reaction. You know, they're all best mates. So, two of them screwing might make things awkward between all of them, or maybe even destroy their friendship. He just hopes the lads will accept it in a good way and everything will still remain the same.


"What?" Niall and Liam say in unison, clearly shocked.

"Are you two finally together?" Louis asks at the same time as Liam and Niall, but with a happy tone. Well, since Louis is the only one here who knows that Harry has a crush on Zayn, it's no surprise.


So they took it well then, Harry assumes. But then again...


"Umm, no. I just happen to have Zayn's baby..." Harry nervously smiles and fiddles with the ring in his finger. He knows Louis is not gonna be happy with this.


"Harry!" Louis says in a stern voice. But when Harry gives him a pleading look, Louis sighs and gives Harry a 'you're not gonna get away with this, we're having a talk later.' look.


Oh crap! Louis is going to give him a lecture, which is not good.


"What do you mean by finally together?" Zayn asks Louis, tilting his head to the side.


"Nothing." Louis shrugs.


"Congratulations!" Liam says, taking Zayn's attention away from Louis. Harry is more than grateful to Liam for saving his ass, even though Liam didn't mean to do it on purpose. Liam knows nothing about his secret crush.


"Thanks, Liam." Zayn and Harry smile brightly.


"I'll be the god father!" Louis announces.


Niall gasps, "No! I'll be the god father!"


"I said it first, so I get to be the god father." Louis shrugs, "You can be the god mother, I don't mind."


"Fuck off." Niall scoffs.

"Hey, don't cuss in front of my baby!" Zayn says, putting his hand on Harry's stomach protectively.


Niall puts his hands on Harry's stomach too and rubs it gently, "Sorry, baby. After you are born, uncle Ni will spoil you with all he can."


Harry smiles fondly at Niall's action, it's so cute.


"Yes, we'll all spoil the baby." Louis says and Liam nods in agreement.


"I know you will." Harry smiles.


They spend the rest of the day chilling, talking about the baby and playing video games while Harry reads a pregnancy book, occasionally laughing at the boys' silly banters. He has the best mates ever, even though they're silly goofs.

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