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

forty-eight || Labor day

5 months later
1st of October, 2023
Sunday morning
4.07 A.M.
Malik-Payne Mansion

Another five months have passed by. The couple had been working hard on the new record store as they wanted to rebuild it in honor of Liam's grandfather. Things were going amazing for them. Except that Zayn was running a little late with his due date. He was supposed to give birth to their baby two weeks ago, but somehow nothing happened and even though they did as many methods possible, nothing worked.

But they managed to distract themselves with the idea of the record store. Everything was already done. The building was standing, looking as if nothing had changed since the last time they were there. The only thing that needed to be done was to put everything in place and getting the orders in before they would reopen the record store.

It was currently the middle of the night. The couple were sound asleep in their bed when all of the sudden, Zayn woke up to the feeling of something wet. He narrowed his brows and rubbed at his tired eyes, pushing himself up carefully since his bump was way too big now. He leaned over to the night table and turned on the light before pulling the sheets off of him.

As he looked down, he realized his pajama pants were wet as well as the bedsheets and mattress. There was a sudden struck of pain rushing through his body and he hissed painfully, slapping Liam's arm.

"Liam!" He gasped, looking over at his fiancé who was still sound asleep. He glared at him and grabbed his book, slamming it onto his arm. A loud clap echoed through the bedroom and the brunet jolted out of his sleep.

"What?" Liam asked groggily, shifting and turning to look at him with a tired, annoyed and confused look.

"The baby is coming." Was all zayn said, his hands fisting at the sheets when yet another struck of pain raged through his body.

"And why did you wake me?" Liam scoffed, turning his back on him to go back to sleep.

Zayn was fuming when he heard that and he slapped Liam's head. "The fucking baby is coming you insensitive asshole!" He practically yelled at his partner before a loud cry left him, his breath heaving.

That's when Liam realized it and he immediately got up. "Oh shit!"

"Fucking piece of– ahh!" Zayn screamed, one hand holding onto his bump while the other gripped the bed. "Get this thing out of me!"

Liam was panicking. He paced around the room, grabbing everything they needed and getting dressed before escorting zayn to the car. He had to bring a sleeping Kai and Kennette to the neighbors so that they would be in safe hands while they were away and rushed as fast as he could to the hospital.

Through the entire ride, zayn was screaming in pain. He cursed Liam out for putting a baby into him and telling him how much he hated him. It wasn't very pleasant. Especially since his pregnant fiancé was digging his nails deeply into his thigh that he could feel the blood stain his sweats.

They arrived at the hospital in a matter of twenty minutes and Liam rushed zayn inside. The latter was taken in a wheelchair to a private room as the brunet signed him in, following as soon as he was done. He got prepared for the surgery and Liam was able to be there and take in every moment of their child's birth. He held onto Zayn's hand as he laid there on the table and waited, biting his lip when the dark haired beauty began squeezing hard because of the unbearable pain he was in.

The doctor came rushing in as soon as the nurses got the pregnant male prepped. Zayn got a tube placed above his mouth before receiving the anesthesia to start the c-section.

5 hours later
9.36 A.M.

Zayn slowly woke up from a deep slumber when he heard voices around him. He released a soft groan, blinking his eyes open to gain vision again. He narrowed his brows a little in confusion and slowly sat up, only to wince at the sudden pain coming from his stomach.

"You're up!" Liam's voice exclaimed excitingly from beside him, making the younger bloke lift his head towards his direction.

The brunet was sitting beside the hospital bed while holding a beautiful baby boy wrapped in a blue blanket. Zayn's heartbeat began to quicken when he realized that it was their baby laying in his arms and his eyes widened.

"Is that–"

"Yes." Liam nodded with a smile. Zayn watched him stand up from where he was sitting and walked up to the bed. He carefully handed the newborn to his fiancé.

Zayn's eyes watered. "He's beautiful." He sniffled, holding onto his newborn son. "Hi there." He cooed, caressing the baby's cheek with his finger. He smiled softly as their son released a soft whine, shifting in his father's arms.

"What do you want to name him?" Liam asked from beside him, watching them fondly.

"Theodore." Zayn exclaimed, looking up at Liam. "Theodore James Malik-Payne." He chuckled softly, leaning against Liam's chest.

The brunet smiled at that and kissed Zayn's head. "I like the name." He told him and rested his head against his, the couple admiring their son.