You kicked all my walls in (Harry Styles One Direction Pregnant Fan fiction)

Bleeding love

Hey everyone! So I know I've been updating heaps the past few days, but I felt bad for all those times I haven't updated so here is another chapter! I would really appreciate the feedback so comment pleeeease!!

On another note! Some exciting news, Scott and I finally got married! It was a very private wedding on the beach in LA, just us, our baby and Daytona and our families! So I'd like to thank you all for the support!

Enjoy the chapter xxx

-Hannah's POV-

"Argh I'm so bored!" Zayn flopped next to me on my king size bed in the hotel. I gave him an extremely confused looked followed by a small laugh and then a sigh. "What's wrong?" He asked sounding slightly concerned.

"It's no big deal, she just won't stop kicking!" I sighed again rubbing my belly. "What's up with you?"

"I'm bored...... I wanna see perrie..... I wanna draw. Two of the most important things in my life, and i can't do or see either of them"

"Well I can't help with the Perrie thing but I may be able to help with the drawing thing" I raised my eyebrows as he ran to get his drawing stuff.

He came back within less than a minute and threw his kits on the bed and jumped back on making me jump in the air. "Sorry, sorry little styles" he rubbed my belly once I was stable "so what's the idea?" He furrowed his eyebrows as I raised my top above my baby bump.

"Well seeing as she won't stop kicking and you want to draw, you can draw on her and sing to her and she might just stop annoying mummy enough so I can get some rest"

"You want me to...... To draw on your stomach?" He sounded hesitant. "What If you go into labor or something?" He now started to panic

"Hey look at me! She's no where near ready to come out. Please?" I asked sounding desperate.

"Fine" he sat crossed legged and began to draw with a black fine liner "what does she wanna hear?" He asked.

"Midnight memories album. She likes that one" I smiled as I closed my eyes and Zayn began to sing story of my life to my baby.

"It's already looking good" I stated looking down at my belly and at zayn who was concentrating on what to draw next. It was basically a heap of line work but it looked really good.

"Thank, it's weird I've never drawn on a pregnant girls stomach but hey, it's one to add to the list. How's she doing in there? Stopped kicking yet?"

"Yeah she's slowly calming down. She's a little bit rough like her uncle can be, she's gonna be a good footballer I can guarantee that!"

"Be honest with me, how scared are you?" Zayn put the lid on his pen as he asked me.

I sighed knowing this conversation was about to get serious and I knew that Zayn could handle it. If I told Harry the truth, he'd never leave my side and that's the same for Louis. If I told Liam he would panic and tell Harry and Niall wouldn't know what to say, but Zayn, he might just understand. "I'm scared out of my mind. It's all a new experience for me and really I have no one to talk to about it seeing as my mum hates me and Harry and my boyfriend will just be over protective like my brother will. It all gets a little to much at times" I sighed as my daughter kicked again.

"I never realised things with your family had become that hard." He looked back at me sympathetically. "As much as I know you hate telling people how you're struggling, Harry is the father, it's part of his job to make you feel better."

"He doesn't need the extra stress of that. Especially after what management just pulled with that new single." I shook my head in anger.

"At the end of the day, I think Harry would choose you and her over this life." Zayn went back to drawing again.