~Zayn's POV~
I was putting clothes on Zj. I packed alot of stuff that I think he needs. Me and the boys were going to hang out at there place. Lillian was nervous. She like going crazy.
"Babe, just realx." I said, laughing.
"I'm sorry. I'm nervous." Lillian said, sitting on the bed.
"I know, and it will go great." I said, kissing her on the head. "Alright, me and Zj are going."
"Bye, Zayn and bye, Zj." She said, giving us kisses. "I'll see you, guys later."
"See ya, babe." I said, and gave her a kiss.
At the boys house
I knocked on the door. Zj, was sound alseep. Harry, answered it.
"Come in." He said.
I walked in and smiled.
"Hey, how's my little, nephow?" Liam asked.
"Well, as you see, he's sleeping in peace." I said, smiling. "We dont want to wake him up."
They nodded. "So, what are we going to do?" Niall asked.
I shrugged. "I dont know-"
The door bell rang. So I went to go to answer it. When I opened I..saw Perrie.
"Hey, Zayn." Perrie said.
"Are you follwing me?" I asked.
"No, I'm..I'm sorry but I really want to hang out." She said.
"I have a-" I looked back because someone tapped my shoulder.
"Zayn, Zj is crying." Harry said. "Here."
Harry handed me, Zj. "I have to watch my son and my girlfriend is finding a job."
"I can help." Perrie said.
"No..I have all the help I have." I said. "But thanks."
She nodded. I closed the door and I sighed.
"Why was she here?" Harry asked.
"She wanted to hang." I said, sitting on the couch with, Zj.
"She wants some, Zayn." Louis said. "Wants you to be hers."
"Well, she's not going to get any Zayn because I dont want Perrie. I understand she has a crush on me but I have son and a awesome girlfriend." I said. "She needs to back off."
Just then, my mother walked in the door. She looked at me and then at, Zj.
"Is that my grandson?" She asked.
"Yes." I said.
"What's his name?" She asked.
"Zayn Junior Malik but Lillian calls him, Zj for short." I said, looking down at him. "Would you like to hold him?"
She nodded and put her bags down. She walked over to me and sat next me. My mother had tears of joy in her eyes. I gave her, Zj.
"He looks like you." My mother said, stroking his cheek.
I smiled a little. "Yeah, he does."
"How's, Lillian?" She asked.
"She's fine, she's job hunting." I said.
Zj started to cry. Then my mother rocked him, singing him a song that she used to sing to me when I was baby. She looked at me and smiled.
"Zayn, I'm sorry. I really am." My mother said, crying. "Can you forgive me?"
"Yes, mom." I crying too. "I forgive you."
She hugged me and gave me kiss on the cheek. "I love you, son."
"I love you, mother." I said, hugging her back.
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The Bad Redhead (Zayn Malik)
HumorZayn Malik is a 18 year old that is in high school. Him and his boys are the baddest in the school. But his life changes when he meets the new girl in school that everyone calls the bad redhead or redhead. She is bad her self. She has a crush on Zay...
