Heaven Couldn't Wait For You «Zarry AU»

Month 1

~WEEK 2~

“Well, Mr. Styles, you are indeed pregnant,” Dr. Tillman said, smiling at the two boys. “You’re only about two weeks along, but you’re definitely having a baby.” He continued on, explaining how to properly care for the unborn child, how Harry should eat, and everything else they needed to know about getting ready for a baby right now.

Harry squealed excitedly, squeezing Zayn’s hand. “So like, when will we be able to know if it’s a boy or a girl? Or the due date?”

The doctor laughed, shaking his head at the excited man. “Well, that won’t be until after your first trimester, so about three months. That’ll also be around when we can tell your due date. Until then, I want to set up a date for an appointment to make sure you’re doing good. Is the fourth good for you guys?”

Harry and Zayn thought if they had anything to do, came up with nothing and nodded. “Okay, good. That’s exactly two weeks, and if things are going good then, we’ll probably do a check-up every three weeks after that as well,” Dr. Tillman said, standing up and shaking both boys hands. “See you in two weeks, gentlemen. Take care of the baby and yourselves, especially you, Harry.”

Zayn and Harry stood up. “Thank you, Doctor,” Zayn spoke for the first time since they got there. He set his hand on the small of Harry’s back, gently guiding him out of the building.

“I can’t believe we’re actually having a baby, Zee! We’ve been waiting for this for literally years! It’s about damn time I get my damn baby,” Harry said excitedly, furrowing his eyebrows at the end. He and Zayn had talked about a baby way back when they first started dating, and began trying after they’d been together for a year and were sure about them being forever.

Zayn laughed at his boyfriend as they got into the car. “I think we should go out next week to celebrate, invite all of the boys,” Zayn pitched, kissing Harry’s forehead when the younger boy nodded eagerly.

~WEEK 3~

Zayn, Harry, Niall, Liam, and Louis were all sat at a table in some fancy restaurant that Zayn had picked for their celebration. Harry had said that a simple place would be good enough, but Zayn insisted on going big for the night. It was necessary, they were gonna finally have a little them running around. Harry consented, agreeing with Zayn’s logic.

“Alright guys,” Zayn said, getting everyone’s attention. He grabbed Harry’s hand in his, setting them on the table “We have something to tell you all.” The boys looked at them curiously, they already knew they were together, what was this? “After some long years, Harry is finally pregnant!”

The table erupted in cheers, none of them caring that the whole restaurant was looking at them.

“That’s great, guys! How far are you, H?” Liam asked, smiling brightly. He was almost as excited to have a little niece or nephew as Zayn and Harry were to have a son or daughter.

“I took the test two weeks ago, but we just went to the doctor last week. He said I was about two weeks, so it should be like, three now,” he answered happily.

Niall shook his head at Harry proudly. “I should have known, you two are both glowing!” They all laughed, congratulating Zayn and Harry again.

“One more thing, though,” Zayn said, taking a deep breath. He looked to Harry and reached into his pocket. He pulled out a small dark blue velvet box and set it on the table. “Harry, it’s been five years. Five years of living happy with you, five years of being madly in love to the point where I don’t even care about anything else. Literally.” Zayn got down on one knee, ignoring when the eyes of over half of the restaurant were on his back.