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"I'm just looking out for you son."

Zayn shakes his head as he walks away.

"I thought we were passed all this bullshit?" Zayn yells at his father.

If Zayn knew this was gonna happened he would have just stayed in his house, relaxing with his best friends and husband.

Instead he decided to visit his mother and father to just spend time with them since his mother complained that they haven't been recently.

"When is my life going to be just that, Mine?!"

Yaser follows him into the living space.

"Don't you just want to-"

"I don't need a fucking dna test on my kid dad! Harry would never fucking cheat on me. Could you be more delusional?"

Yaser sighs before putting his hands on his son shoulders.

"Son, I don't know why this is so shocking. I asked you to do it with Perrie, I asked Colin to to it with Jen, now I'm asking you to do this with Harry."

Zayn scoffs.

"Yeah? You wanna know the difference between all of those times and this one? I wasn't married to Perrie and Colin wasn't married to Jennifer. We were both young and had unprotected sex with someone we didn't even know if we wanted to spend the rest of our lives with. We were also so caught up in pleasing our father we'd do anything you asked us to. The big difference is, Harry and I are married. We did things the proper way. We got married, talked about having a baby, and decided now was the right time."

"Okay, what about Ro-"

"Don't! We don't fucking talk about that. Okay?"

"What about Rosa? She claimed to be pregnant with your child and turned out it was a lie."

Zayn tears start to fall.

"It wasn't a lie dad! You and I both know you payed her to abort our son!"

Yaser shrugs.

"I didn't want that to be the reason why you and Gigi broke up. I like her."

Zayn shakes her head and lets tears fall.

"Yeah dad, you've always like Gigi. She was the perfect woman for me the moment you saw her. She was perfect for my image, perfect for your image, perfect for our family fucking image. I loved her, I truly did, but I never felt for her what I feel for my husband. She, nor will anyone, will ever compare to Harry. You wanna know something?"

Yaser looks at his son.

"I bet if Gigi told you she was pregnant with my child you wouldn't question it. You wouldn't even care if it was mine or not. You'll let it pass you by and move on."

"That's because I want what's best for my kids."

Zayn laughs.

"Are you serious right now? Look around you dad. Colin left because he knew you would never like Jennifer, Doniya barely speaks to any of us because you called her husband every name in the book, Waliyha went to a far away college because you didn't like how she carried herself, Safaa doesn't think you love her because you never shy away from you and mom really wanting to stop at having Waliyha, and your own wife wants to leave you but isn't because she knows you'll ruin her life. Your family doesn't even want to be around you because you treat us like dirt, yet we still love you and smile. We all still pretend we're happy because if we even show a slight wrinkle we're in the tabloids for being an unhappy royal mess."

Yaser really listen to his son before the realization comes upon him.

"I- am I really that bad?"

"Did you not hear any of that?"

Yaser lets a tear slip.

"I'm- I'm really sorry son. I- I always promised myself to never do the things my father did to me. I just- I guess along the way I lost myself. I'm really sorry. I- I'm gonna make it up to you. Starting with this." Yaser grabs a piece of paper and pen before writing something down and folding it.

He hands it to his third eldest child.

"I hope this makes up for some of it. I promise you I'll- I promise I'm gonna be a better father." Yaser states before kissing his son on the cheek and walking away.

Zayn wipes his own tears before unfolding it.

What he read shocked him.

"No fucking way."