In the eyes of the Broken hearted & My heart in your Fingertips || ziam mpreg✔️

two || Aftermath of Spring Break

The next day
14th of March, 2022
Monday morning
7.52am
Columbia University
NYC, Manhattan, New York

It was the first day back from Spring Break. All the students from Columbia University were still hungover after their vacation at Daytona Beach or in Cancun. Zayn was probably the only student who felt refreshed and relaxed. Since he had a romantic couple's vacation in the Bahamas with his boyfriend, the twenty-one year old was happy to go back to Uni. Most of the time, the two just spent their days in their hotel room and did nothing but have sex. Since Zayn was pregnant, his hormones were all over the place and all he felt like doing was ride his boyfriend's dick. It was a whole ass mood throughout their holiday. And Evan wasn't even complaining – of course.

Their trip was still romantic. Evan made sure they had a vacation which was unforgettable. They went swimming, dined at the nice restaurants, went dancing and amusingly watched college students get high and drunk from their balcony. It was fun. Their flight back to New York was very intimate as well. But Zayn didn't like to share private details.

Currently, the dark haired latter was making his way down the west corridor of the University. He was wearing Evan's favorite gray sweater which was way too big on him, making it sure his bump was hidden underneath. His long hair was tied back into a messy bun, but it still looked very stylish. His rimmed glasses kept slipping down his nose and he often had to adjust them back up, slightly growing annoyed with them. This is why he hated wearing glasses ever since middle school. He was holding onto his book-bag and looked around, greeting some of the students. But the responds were mostly tired grumbles or nothing at all.

Zayn reached his lecture hall and walked in. It was not full yet. Just a few students sitting by their seats and talking to others or sleeping. He bit his lip and fixed the strap in his shoulder, making his way up the stairs and into one of the rows. He dropped his bag beside him as he plopped down on the seat, leaning himself back.

His mind kept traveling back to his trip with Evan and he couldn't help but be all smiley. Their relationship was something else. Since his boyfriend was a well known CEO in New York. They were currently the it couple on every business magazine around the city. People envied them. They wanted a love like theirs. A love so pure and filled with adoration and devotion. Trust was their number one priority. They would tell each other everything and anything. It was important to them and helped their relationship be more healthy.

Zayn's thoughts were interrupted when his phone vibrated in his pocket. He pulled it out and looked down at it, furrowing his eyebrows when he saw the notifications.

Devil👠 to Dumb bitches🍸 Just now
Remind me to never ever drink again

Devil👠 to Dumb bitches🍸 Just now
Please🤢

Pez👸🏼 to Dumb bitches🍸 Just now
Knowing you, it might never happen lmao

Devil👠 to Dumb bitches🍸 Just now
Shut the fuck up blondie

Alex⚽️ to Dumb bitches🍸 Just now
It's way too early for this

Frog🐸 to Dumb bitches🍸 Just now
You guys annoy me so much. Please shut up.

Devil👠 to Dumb bitches🍸 Just now
No one talked to you frog looking bitch

Frog🐸 to Dumb bitches🍸 Just now
Fuck off Hadid🖕🏻

Devil👠 to Dumb bitches🍸 Just now
Whatever🙄

The dark haired latter unlocked his phone and opened the groups chat.