Lessons Learned

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Lots of Sarry!!!  Hope you all enjoy the surprise at the end of this chapter!

Zayn's POV:

After the show, me and Kaylyn went back to our room.  Luckily, we had the next day off so all of us just had plans to stick around the hotel or go sight seeing.

 Kaylyn jumped in the shower, which gave me ample time to think.  The more I replayed the last couple of weeks in my head, the more confused I was.

My girlfriend was  raped. My best friend could have died from injuries he sustained while defending her honor. Now...she was pregnant.

I've always loved kids.  I helped out with my little sisters a lot, along with cousins and friends babies.  But, just because I've spent so much time with kids and babies doesn't mean that I was ready for my own.

Kaylyn emerged from the bathroom wrapped in a towel and moved to her suitcase to dig out some pajamas.

I forced a smile when she turned to look at me.  "What?" she asked.

"Nothing," I shook my head and stood to my feet.  I grabbed a cigarette from the pack on the dresser and went outside to light it. Kaylyn took a few minutes to get dressed, then joined me outside.

 "Babe.." she said softly.

"Yeah?" I asked, leaning over the balcony and looking over the lights of the city.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah," I lied. "I'm fine,"

"You're lying," she replied and I felt her hand rub against my back.

I exhaled the smoke from my lungs and turned to look at her. "Really, I'm fine,"

"Whatever you say," she shrugged.  "I made a few phone calls today."

I raised my eyebrows at her. "Phone calls?"

"Yeah," she nodded.  "There's a clinic just a few blocks from here.  I have an appointment at 8am,"

I nodded.  "It's a good idea to get everything checked out."

"Zayn," she breathed, holding back tears. "It's for an abortion."

"What?" I asked and put my cigarette out.  "Kay, you don't have to-"

"Yes I do," she replied.  "I can't have a baby as a result of a rape."

"Baby..." I moved closer to her and tilted her chin to look at me.  "You don't have to do this.  We can figure something else out."

"There's nothing left to figure out, Zayn," she turned away from me and clutched the rail of the balcony with her fingers.  "I can't bare the thought of having Jasper's baby.  Honestly, the events of that night would play in my head every time I looked in this child's eyes.  Ontop of that, do you really want to be around while I raise a child that beongs to another man?  A man that raped me?"

I sighed in defeat.  She did have a point..it would be incredibly difficult for both of us to have to struggle with a constant reminder.  Granted, it wouldn't be the kid's fault...it would still be hard.

I shook myself from my thoughts, just in time to find her knuckles turn white from how hard she was squeezing the railing and tears fall down her cheeks.   I moved behind her, wrapped my arms tightly around, and planted a kiss on her head.

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I whisked Sierra away in a limo and took her down town to a fancy italian restaurant that Paul had helped me make reservations at earlier in the day.  We got out of the limo and I lead her into the restaurant where a host greeted us then lead us outside.