Through all the chaos and craziness of my parents and the whole situation, I managed to actually feel at peace. Zayn had already asked me to move into his flat with him, I mean at 18 I was really old enough... I could stay with him and find a Uni somewhere nearby to attend while the boys were not on tour. The baby was due in early January, so I figured I would just be on winter vacation then. Everything was worked out and I felt a huge weight lift off my shoulders. For once in my life, everything was planned out, I knew how everything was going to go. Everything was all right.
Then, that next morning, after having my normal rounds to the bathroom, I picked up my phone hearing a squeaky voice barking at me from the other end. "I TOLD YOU TO BREAK UP WITH HIM A LONG TIME AGO DID I NOT?! AND NOW WE ALL THINK YOU'RE PREGNANT, or fat, BUT MOST LIKELY PREGNANT! DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCH TROUBLE ZAYN WOULD BE IN IF THIS GOT OUT TO THE MEDIA?? DO YOU WANT THIS FOR HIM?!" I groaned, holding the phone away from my face and rubbing the bridge of my nose. Now was really not the time for this. Now I got the phone call from management every few days, calling me, threatening to break up with Zayn for me. Since I wasn't signed with management, they didnt have access to a lot of my stuff and couldn't simply break up with him for me. Besides, since I already know about all this and I'm practically Liam's sister they can't exactly just give me the boot and ask me to leave them alone.
"Sorry, it's just I've been really busy lately--wait. Who are you to tell me who I can and cannot date?! YOU DON'T CONTROL MY LIFE. IN FACT, YOU HAVE NO POWER OVER IT AT ALL. YOU ARE ALL JUST COWARDS THAT CAN'T LIVE YOUR OWN FUCKING LIVES AND TRY TO CONTROL OTHER PEOPLE'S LIVES INSTEAD! THE BOYS ARE STILL YOUNG LET THEM LIVE THEIR LIVES!" With that I hung up the phone. They were probably going to call me back or file a complaint, but who cares. They were in the wrong anyways. This just wasn't right.
"Everything alright, babe?" Zayn mumbled, ruffling his messy hair and squinting at you from across the room on his bed.
"Don't worry about it. How does room service sound?" I walked over to the bed, slipping under the sheets and snuggling in with Zayn. He gave me a soft kiss on the cheek, wrapping his muscular arms around me.
"So how about that room service?"
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This Feels Like Falling in Love
FanfictionTaylor was an average girl living in Wolverhampton when until one day her best friend, Liam Payne, decides to go try for the X Factor again. Taylor finds herself tweeting someone who doesn't remember she exists, sending letters that are never return...
