Chapter 50

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*warning: Zayn is somewhat careless and ignorant when he is talking about abortion in this chapter so if that will bother you or offend you, please skip over this chapter. This also does not portray my personal views on that subject. *

My heart is racing as we pulled back up to the hotel. The last thing I wanted to do was see Zayn right now but, it had to be done. I had to do what was best for my child.

"You ready babe?" Niall held his hand out to me. "There's a shit ton of paparazzi and fans out there. Make sure you don't let go and keep moving or you'll get trampled."

Being trampled would be less painful that what I was about to do.

I latched on to his hand and followed him out of the car and into the sea of people. We were instantly swarmed by countless questions and requests for pictures. Niall stops to take a few, leaving me to stand and feel the wrath of the paparazzi and their countless questions.

"Megan! Megan! Over here!"

"How are you and Niall doing since the cheating scandal?"

"Are you planning on attending Zayn's wedding?"

They just never knew how to shut up.

"Megan what do you have to say about the new picture of you that has surfaced at a gas station?"

"Megan how far along are you?"

What?

"Babe." Niall tugged on my arm. "I'm going to stay out here and take some more photos with the fans. I'll be up soon."

Perfect.

"Okay. Take your time babe."

I pushed through the rest of the crowd, ignoring the other questions that were being thrown at me and headed to my room. I had roughly fifteen minuets before Niall would be here so, I had to rush this.

"Holy shit." I cursed as I opened the door and saw Zayn already lounging on my couch. "How the fuck did you-"

"Don't ask. You wanted to talk?"

"Uh, yes actually." I took a deep breath and started pacing across the floor, trying to gather the right words.

"I take it this is about the baby." He mumbled.

"Uh, yes."

"Well." he put his hands behind his head casually.

"I'm keeping the baby, Zayn." I finally spit out. My voice was hardly audible but judging my his facial expression, he had heard every word.

"What?" He said through gritted teeth. "What do you mean you're keeping it?"

"I don't know what else I could mean. I'm going to keep this child whether you like it or not. And you will be in her life."

"Oh!" Zayn through his hands up in the air. "So it's a girl? What? Did you already name it too? I wouldn't be surprised since you already decided for me that I was going to be in it's life. Which I'm not, by the way."

"For once can you put your ego aside and look at the big picture here? I'm pregnant and you're the dad! You can't just expect all of this to go away! Be responsible for your actions."

"All of this could go away if you would just go to the clinic and get it taken care of."

"You disgust me." I spit.

"Oh, whatever. If you don't want to do that, at least give it up for adoption. Once you start showing, just stay inside or whatever. Nobody will ever know."

Ignorant prick.

"No! I'm going to do what's best for my child. And that's being with me."

"Do you really expect the kid to grow up happy? You're famous now, Megan. Your life isn't normal anymore and the moment that baby is born, it's life won't be either. Not even close. And not only will it's every move be watched for the rest of its life, but it will be known as a child who was born as a result of one of the most talked about sandals of all time. Because once it's born, everybody will know. And it will never be able to escape from that."

I stood in shock, taking in all of his words. None of that had ever passed my mind. Was I really doing the right thing?

"Hey, is everything alright?"

The door clicked behind me and Niall walked inside the room. He glanced back and forth between Zayn and I, taking in our defensive stances and expressions.

"Uh, yes baby. Everything is great." I said, trying my best to make the statement believable.

"Okay, great. So I take it she was telling you about the doctors visit?" He asked Zayn.

"Doctors visit?"

Shit.

"Yeah, we went and got an ultrasound done in order to see the baby. We have pictures! Do you want to see them?"

"You told him about the baby?" Zayn asked frantically.

"Well, yes but can we talk about this later because-"

"Mate, I'm so sorry." Zayn wailed. "I know this is probably fucking hard for you but I swear this never meant to happen-"

"What are you going on about? I'm thrilled! Shocked of course but I'm so excited."

"I'm sorry, what? You're thrilled?"

"Of course I am! I'm going to be a Dad! Who would have thought?"

"You're going to be a what?" Zayn gritted through his teeth.

Fuck.

(Hellooooo:) so if this was short I'm sorry but writers block is killing me right now. It's not even funny. But anyways, vote and comment if you liked this chapter! Also, follow me on twitter @/DatBieberCraic ;) thanks for reading!) -Jenny

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