Lessons Learned

Dinner

Zayn’s POV:

It was around 4am when I rolled over, hoping to wrap my arms around Kaylyn’s warm body.  Instead, I found her side of the bed empty and cold.  Normally, she wouldn’t be up until 6 or so.   I sat up in bed and looked around the dark room, finding her in the arm chair across the room with her knees pulled to her chest, her phone glowing on her face.

“Hey..” I said in a groggy whisper.

“Oh,” she turned to look at me.  “I didn’t wake you, did I?”

“No,” I shook my head and ran my fingers over my hair.  “What are you doing awake, love?”

“I just couldn’t sleep,” she sighed.

“Are you still not feeling well?” I stood to my feet and grabbed my cigarettes off the night stand.

“Not really,” she replied.

“My poor baby,” I pecked a kiss on her lips and moved to open the glass door that lead to the balcony. 

She forced a smile, stood up and stretched her arms over her head.   I lit the cigarette in my hand and took a long puff, then took it from my lips to exhale the smoke.  

“I’m cold.” she whispered, looping her arms around my torso.

My free hand rested ontop of her hands, rested just below my navel.  I took a few more puffs of my cigarette, then turned to put it out in the ashtray on the small patio table.  I turned to her and wrapped my arms around her, pulling her into my chest.  “You don’t feel like you have a fever or anything, babe.”

“No,” she replied. “I suppose I wouldn’t.”

“Maybe you could go to a doctor in a few hours?  Maybe they can give you something,”

“Not for this,” she sighed and suddenly I felt a tear hit my chest.

“Kay..” I said, pulling her away so that I could look at her. “What is it, baby?”

“It’s nothing,” she quickly wiped her eyes with a sniffle. “Let’s go back to bed.” She tried to turn and walk back inside, but I reached for her hand and pulled her back to me.

“Kaylyn,” I cupped her face and looked into her eyes. “Please talk to me,”

“I can’t tell you,” she replied with tears falling down her cheeks once more.  “Not without you looking at me differently,”

I raised my eyebrows at her and shook my head. “What on earth are you talking about?  Kaylyn, no more secrets, remember?”

“Once I tell you…you’re going to wish that I had kept it a secret and taken care of it myself,”

“What is it? Please!”

“Zayn,” she gazed into my eyes and I could feel her searching for my reaction.  “I’m pregnant,” she choked out.

There were no words that I could find to mutter, instead I pulled her into my chest once more and kissed the top of her head as she began to sob.  “Shhh…” I muttered. “It’ll be okay…I promise.”

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Sierra’s POV:

I purposely set my alarm to go off earlier than usual.  I showered, got ready, and snuck out of the room without waking Harry.  I was so grateful that I was able to avoid him, so I wouldn’t have to deal with my embarrassment. 

I couldn’t believe what I had done! Here I had thought that I was giving him something that he had wanted all along and instead, he rejected me.  After he had left the bathroom the night before, I spent atleast another hour in the shower.  I had come out of the room and found him laying in his bed with his back to me, looking at something on his phone.