Inevitable

Chapter 49

Jess's P.O.V.

When we got to the hotel Rhenn and Michael went to their room and Zayn and I went to ours . All of us were in complete silence. We knew the boys were mad, but not enough to give us the silent treatment. It's annoying. Bu,t I sure a hell am not talking first. I have nothing to be sorry for. Especially not for laughing, I just had the wrong timing.  Zayn is in the shower and I'm already laying in bed scrolling through Twitter. I still follow the 1Dupdates on the boys' whereabouts. So far nothing has popped up about them or us, for that matter.  My eyelids grow heavy and I drift off into sleep with my phone in my hand. I don't give one shit if Zayns pissed. He can get over it. Hopefully in the morning everything will be fine. I stop letting my mind run wild and relax and focus on sleep.

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My stomach is killing me. I can feel it rise up to my chest. I fly out of bed and run to the bathroom, I crouch infront of the toilet and throw up everything I had to eat tonight. I'm coughing at the burn in my throat and Zayn is at my side in minutes. He pulls my hair out of my face and kneels beside me.

"Baby, are you okay? Why are you throwing up?" His voice is low and shaky.

I cough a couple more times before I grab toilet paper to wipe my nose and watery eyes.

I sit against the back of the tub and look at him. His eyes are full of worry.

"Apparently Roman doesn't like seafood." a smile creeps onto my face.

He scoots closer to me and pulls me into his lap.  I lay my head on his shoulder while he hums a melody into my ear. He plays with the ends of my hair relaxing me instantly.

"I thought something was wrong, I didn't know you were still having morning sickness." He whispers

"I don't think it ever just completely stops."

"I see, well I guess seafood won't be on the menu for a little while." He chuckles a little.

"Zayn?"

"Hmm?"

"Why were you so mad at Rhen and I earlier? Is it because we were laughing?"

He pulls away to look at me. "No, we were angry because you were in a serious situation and you didn't take it seriously. We could have been caught and you were laughing."

"I was laughing because of how inconvenient it was. All odds are against us. I was laughing at the situation because it was like karma. We're hiding from people, so karma being the bitch that she is want's us to get caught. I admit it was the wrong time but we needed to laugh Zayn. We've been through so much in the three months that it was good to laugh in a serious situation like that. To be honest I wish we would have gotten caught! I don't care about the back lash or the hate. I'm tired of hiding. Do you know what it's going to be like telling Roman that for the first 4 months in the womb he was kept a secret. He's going to wonder why he wasn't good enough, just like his mom is wondering that same thing." My voice breaks at the last sentence and I get off of Zayn and back into bed.

He climbs in next to me and pulls my back to his chest. "Jess you know you're good enough for me. I want to share you with the world. I want to let everyone know how special and important you are to me. I want everyone to know that we're going to be expecting a baby and how far along you are. I want to tell the fans and the paparazzi how lucky I am that I've met the love of my life and I plan to spend the rest of my life with her." He says softly kissing my shoulder.

I'm smiling like an idiot and turn back to peck his lips. "I want the world to know that exact same thing Zayn. I'm being selfish, I know that management would have a hissy fit and you'd be in trouble. I can wait, I'm just emotional and tired."

"I want to be selfish and have you to myself all the time. But, I know that people are eventually going to find out and I want them to find out the right way."

I nod in understanding and yawn.

"Now get some sleep baby, we have a lot planned tomorrow." He kisses my hair and tightens his hold around my waist. His breathing steadies and mine follow. His warmth is comforting and my mind wanders into sleep. If I wake up because I have to puke again, I'll freak out.