------ZAYN'S P.O.V.--------
Hopeless. That's what this whole situation has turned out to be. Of all possible complications this had to be the one to happen. The media? I could handle that. A few press conferences and phone calls and the issue would be over with. Perrie? A few little "I love you"'s and a shopping spree and she would believe anything that came out of my mouth. But a child? A child that would be a spitting image of me? I couldn't deny that.
When she starts to show, everyone will think it's Niall's. Even Niall will probably think it's his unless she tells him the truth which, I hope to god she doesn't. It would be easier if she didn't tell anybody at this point and just got rid of it. If she doesn't, there would be no way we could get out of this. Everyone would eventually find out and we would have to fess up.
"Fuck!" I yelled, totally frustrated. I needed to get my mind off of all of this. I needed to get drunk.
And so I did.
Half a bottle of vodka later, I was feeling pretty good. Well, as good as you could feel drunk. But I still couldn't get the damn baby off my mind so, I decided to pick up my phone and call somebody. I scrolled down my contacts and dialed the first person that struck my interest.
"Hello?" They answered on the second ring.
"Liam."
"Zayn?"
"Hi Liam. What are you up to, mate?"
"I'm just in my room. Zayn, are you drunk?"
"Sure am. At least I think I am. Do I sound like I am?" I slurred.
"Oh god. I'm coming over to your room. Make sure you answer the door."
"Sure." I hung up the phone and poured myself another drink, hoping just one more would make me forget. Even for a little while.
When Liam got to the door, I pulled myself up off of my ass and stumbled my way over to let him in.
"Mate, you're wasted." He said, taking in my appearance.
"I'm not that drunk, I promise."
"Uh, sure. Let's go sit down on."
Liam took my arm and led me to the couch, slightly pushing me down onto it.
"Okay spill. What's wrong?"
"Why do you think something is wrong?"
"You only drink for two reasons. One is to party and have fun and the other is when you're upset. You're alone and drunk which is no fun so you're obviously upset."
"You're good." I slur.
"Zayn, what's wrong?"
"I'm stressed man. She just complicates everything. I love her but she complicated everything."
"Planning a wedding is stressful. She's probably not meaning to complicate anything on purpose Zayn. She's not trying to make things worse."
"No, no, you got it all wrong. That's not it. This isn't about that fucking wedding!" I groan.
"Then what is it?"
"The baby."
"Baby? What are you talking about?" He gasps.
"Pulling out doesn't work bro."
"Perrie is pregnant? That's great! I'm so happy for you!" He said, patting me on the back.
"No, Perrie isn't pregnant."
"What? Then who is?"
"Megan. Megan is pregnant."
"Hold on, Megan is pregnant? With Niall's baby?" Liam was noticeably confused.
"You're not keeping up." I grumbled. "Megan is pregnant and I'm the father."
"What? When did this happen?"
"When dick I knock her up?"
"No, you and her. I though she was with Niall."
"She is with Niall. But her and I would fuck sometimes and then one thing led to another and now I love her and all kinds of other shit." I whined.
"Zayn, what about Perrie?"
"Fuck Perrie." I spit, cursing her name. "Fuck this whole thing."
"Zayn, you can't escape this. You have to make it right."
"And how do you expect me to do that? Marry Perrie and raise a child who isn't even hers? Or break off the engagement and embarrass everyone involved in this whole mess, including my child."
"Well, you should have thought about that before you slept with her." Liam stated.
"Don't give me that shit right now, mate. I'm already stressed enough."
"I'm just stating facts here. Why don't you talk to Megan about all of this?"
"Megan won't talk to me. She's mad."
"Why is she mad?"
"It's a long story but to cut it short, I told her not to talk to me again unless she got rid of the kid." I said. I realized once I said the words out loud again just how nasty they sounded.
"My god, Zayn. That's so fucked up."
"I panicked! This was the last thing I thought would happen but here it is right in front of me. I don't know what to do." I groaned. "I just want things to be right again."
"Things are too far in to go back to normal, Zayn. You gotta learn how to live with that. But, why don't you just break off the engagement? You clearly aren't happy with Perrie anymore so why stay?"
"I can't ruin the band like that. And I can't ruin Megan like that."
"So you're going to let the media and people you don't even know ruin your happiness? You're going to let them control your choices?" Liam asked. I shrugged my shoulders, not knowing exactly how to respond.
"The fact is you now have another person to think of. It's not just you, Perrie, and Megan anymore. Not to mention Niall. Megan is pregnant with your child so now you have to do what's best for it. And that's all I have to say about that."
----------- MEGAN'S P.O.V.-----
Getting pregnant was one of those things that was never on my 'to-do' list. While all the girls I knew were obsessing over getting married and having kids the second they were done with school, I was obsessing over learning how to read sheet music. Oh, how the tables have turned right?
After Zayn had found out about me being pregnant, it seemed like everything moved in slow motion as my world came crashing down. I went to him for support but all I got was a slap in the face.
"Get rid of it." He had said, those four worlds echoing in my mind every passing second. The acid and the hate behind them making my sanity slowly deteriorate. I knew he wasn't going to react positively. Who in this situation would? I just didn't realize how heartless he would be about it.
But, there was no way I was getting rid of this baby. Maybe it was the motherly instinct deep down inside of me that made that decision but, I was going to keep it.
I was going to keep my baby.
( okay so I've had writers block for the past two days. This took me so long to write and I'm not happy with this chapter at all but I was afraid that if I didn't update I would lose readers so I decided to put it up. Sorry for the bad quality. Vote and comment )-Jenny
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