“Ergh I can’t take it anymore!” I shout at Zayn, “Really, well I can’t take you anymore! I wish I never met you because, you made my life hell!” He shouts back at me. I look at him, stunned at what he just said, I stomp into the bedroom, Zayn walks out the house and slams the front door, he drives off. I pick Baby Zayn up and rock him in my arms, “Your the only one I love, your dad’s being a fool, I can’t believe he drove off like that” I say to Baby Zayn.
I get a text from Zayn, telling me that he can’t take it anymore and that we need a break. When I read it my heart sank so much, tears started rolling down my cheeks. I put Baby Zayn in his cot and I go downstairs and sit on the couch, thinking about what just happened between me and Zayn.
“What have I done? Well I know what I’ve done, I’ve said loads of horrible things but arguments that we have, have never been this far” I think to myself. “I have to fix this. Now.” I think to myself. I text Zayn back and tell him to come home because I need to talk to him, as I wait for him to reply Baby Zayn starts crying, so I go back upstairs and rock him to sleep. I look down at him and think “Sometimes, I regret having a baby but now that I think about it, I never got to have a mum throughout my whole life, so I shouldn’t give up on my child. I don’t regret anything anymore, I have to be the best mum as I can be”.
I sit the on the bed smiling and watching Baby Zayn sleeping in my arms. “I love you” I say quietly to him, he smiles a little as if he heard me.
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Life with Zayn Malik
أدب الهواةAbout a girl called Hannah (made up character) who is with Zayn and they go through their ups and downs together and she also gives birth to a baby boy who they call Zayn Jr
