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

twenty-seven || When it all comes crumbling down

4 days later
23rd of May, 2022
Monday morning
2.45am
Malik-Jones Penthouse
NYC, Manhattan, New York

It was almost three am. Zayn was seated in the kitchen, having a peanut butter jelly sandwich with sliced bananas and pickles. He woke up earlier because his baby kept kicking him, trying to make it clear that she was wide awake. Right after she calmed down, he couldn't go back to sleep and ended up having a craving for peanut butter and bananas.

He was enjoying himself, Rover and Angel patiently sitting beside him, watching as he ate the food – well they were watching the food in his hand more like it.

It's been four days since the party and three days since he last saw Liam. The day after the party, Zayn went to university to participate in a exam that has been announced a few weeks ago. He didn't exactly study properly for it, but he did think he did good. Neither of them talked after he handed him the test, the tension between them being rather thick.

The latter moved his head down to look at his dogs, the both of them licking their snouts in hunger. He chuckled at them, grabbed the spoon which was stuck in the peanut butter jar and getting out a huge amount for both, deciding to feed them some. Both dogs were eager to have it and started feeding off of it.

He smiled and let them, taking a bite from his pickle before his attention drifted to his phone. He scrolled through social media, deciding to stalk a few accounts until he stumbled over Liam's. Zayn licked his sticky lips and debated whether to go through it or not, but ended up doing it anyways because he was nosy like that. Luckily, the account was public so he was able to scrolled through his feed, staring at all the selfies and pictures he posted.

To be honest, he did feel a little jealous when he saw all of the pictures with Vincent, angrily biting into his sandwich. He tapped on one of the pictures and read the corny caption written underneath, rolling his eyes with a slight scoff.

As he placed his sandwich down and didn't pay much attention, he accidentally pressed on the heart, causing him to like it. When the pregnant latter looked up, he noticed that and immediately cursed, unliking it as fast as possible.

"Not again." He mumbled and face-palmed himself, shaking his head. That moment felt like a deja vu to him and he hoped to god that Liam wasn't going to notice the notification.

6 hours later
8.57am
Columbia University

"Ugh, I can't wait to get my test back and get this day over with. I just want my bed." Nathaniel groaned and threw his head back, huffing heavily.

Zayn chuckled at his friend and rolled his eyes, rubbing at his bump through his shirt. The two of them were sitting in the lecture hall, waiting for all the students to walk in and settle down since they're lecture was beginning soon. Liam was standing by his desk, paying no mind to his students since he was too busy checking over the exams to see whether he marked every single one of them.

As the second bell rang and the door finally closed, the young businessman looked up to see his students, noticing some were missing – but it wasn't really a surprise. Most of the uni students don't really attend lectures after going through half of the semester because their motivation sunk low. By now, no professor even bothered. It was their education anyways.

"Alright, good morning everyone." He greeted the young adults, chuckling in amusement when he received a few hums. "I'm guessing it's not a good morning for you then huh?"

Zayn heard Vincent snort beside him, the other latter covering it up with a small cough and a blush.

"It wasn't even that funny." Nathaniel muttered quietly from beside Zayn, grimacing a little when he glanced at Vincent as well. The dark haired latter shook his head and stifled his own laugh, staring down at Liam who was talking about something.

"I just realized how big that rock on your finger is – Jesus." The curly haired boy gasped when he looked at the pink diamond on his ring finger. He snatched his hand and admired it, whistling. "Damn, you're one lucky bitch." Nathaniel smirked and looked up at Zayn, snickering when he just rolled his hazel eyes at him.

"Thanks." Zayn let out a light laugh.

"Are you two done with your small chit chat?" The two were suddenly interrupted when Liam stood in front of their desk, the bitterness clearly in his voice. His eyes were fixated on Zayn, the stack of stapled papers in his arm.

"Yeah, we're done." Zayn remarked with a slight arrogant look on his face and watched him place their exams in front of them before moving on. He watched him for a split second and noticed how he gave Vincent a wink. The twenty-one year old tried his best not to barf at that and instead, rolled his eyes again.

He grabbed his exams and went through it, noticing that almost every number had something written down in red. His brows furrowed in confusion and he kept going through the papers until the last page, noticing that he only had nineteen percent of the answers correct, but still leaving him with an F.

"You've got to be kidding me." Zayn scoffed in disbelief and looked up to see Liam walk around, handing out the rest of the exams before he was empty handed. He rose his hand impatiently.

"Anyone who wants to discuss their grade, can come see me after class. This counts for you too, mister Malik." Liam spoke up when he noticed him raise his hand, but didn't feel obligated to look up. He was busy going through his personal binder.

"Seriously, Liam? An F because of—" Zayn had to bite his tongue to stop himself from slipping up. "This is just low, even for you. You should learn to keep your private life and work life separated."

Liam looked up from his binder for a quick second to glance up at Zayn. He shook his head then continued to go through the binder again. "I said after class, mister Malik." He repeated with a more stern voice.

"Zayn, it's okay." Vincent tried to calm down, but it seemed like Zayn was about to blow up at Liam's tone.

"No, Liam, I know I had every fucking answer correct and you decide to fail me?"

"Mister Malik, please," the brunet pinched the bridge of his nose, inhaling a deep breath to keep him calm, "if you just look at the paper and actually see what–"

"No." Zayn said stubbornly and shook his head. "You failed me on purpose because you can't keep your private life and work life separated." He spoke with resentment in his voice, glaring at the older guy sitting by his desk.

Everyone was now paying attention to the both of them, intrigued in the tension that suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Some were whispering to each other whilst others were paying full attention, ready to film any type of argument there would end up being. Two or three were actually already on it.

"Mister Malik." Liam finally snapped and gave Zayn a certain look, trying to tell him to shut up. He didn't want Zayn to end up exposing themselves due to his anger. "If you look at your exam you can see that you actually failed and got everything wrong."

The dark haired latter kept his glare on him, his hands balling into fists. He clenched his jaw. He continued shaking his head, not believing a word. "You're just blaming this on the fact that me and Evan got engaged right after you told me you want me to carry your baby! So you're letting it out by giving me a shitty grade so I fail this semester because I didn't want you instead." He blurted out, not having thought about what he said.

His eyes widened when gasps were heard around the lecture hall and he covered his mouth with his hand, realizing what he just said. He looked down at Vincent who just sat there with a sudden blank expression on his face, not sure about what just happened.

"Oh shit." Zayn heard Nathaniel say beside him before his gaze met with Liam's again, both standing there frozen as everyone else suddenly erupted into loud conversations.

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Credits to asseaterliam for helping me with this chapter🤧

Sorry if it sucked dick😰