Idiotic Mistakes (Zarry Mpreg)

Three months...

Three months ... he was officially three months into his pregnancy. Honestly it was worse than when he was at two months. He just couldn't shake the endless fatigue. Harry and his family had been amazing. Anne was constantly checking up on him and making Harry drive over meals. She was still completely unaware that Zayn's family didn't know, but it was okay. Zayn always had an excuse on hand. Such as Harry and him where doing a project and Anne just loved to bake them treats for when they're studying! Football was becoming a daily struggle. He just couldn't find the energy anymore and it was honestly breaking his heart. He loved playing more than anything else in the world.

"Malik! Seriously what is going on with you!" Coach Cowell snapped.

"N-nothin' coach, just a little swamped at the minute.. been working a lot." Zayn stated.

Being completely honest, he was one hundred percent certain if he ran one more lap he'd either , pass out or throw up. One of the two.

"Well wake up! You're the captain of this team get moving!" The coach snapped.

Louis looked over in concern. He was worried about Zayn, surely pushing himself this hard was going to have serious consequences. Not just for him but for the baby too.
"Mate, you sure you should be doin' this?"

"Yep, I'm not stopping until I physically can't hide my bump any longer." Zayn replied stubbornly.

"Z, the baby is about the size of a plum or peach right now. You won't have much longer.." Louis informed him.

"H-how do you even know that?!" Zayn exclaimed in confusion.

"My mum.. she's had five children Zayn." Louis states rolling his eyes.

"Well yeah but, still it's weird you know that stuff in it." Zayn shivered.

"Whatever mate, just make sure to ask about this at your appointment. I'm pretty sure your obstetrician will tell you to stop." Louis persisted.

"No she won't! Don't say that!" Zayn pouted.

"Why? What would be so bad about taking a break? You'll be back once you pop the kiddo out!" Louis asked.

"I-I just... this is the only thing that feels normal okay? I'm not ready for it to stop just yet! Everything else is changing so quickly, including my body! Nothing is for me anymore it's all for the baby!  So can I please just have this one thing!" Zayn stressed, walking towards the changing room in anger.

"I'm sorry man, why don't you talk to us about this stuff?" Louis sighed.

"Because, it's selfish Louis. I'm supposed to be growing up , accepting responsibility and yet here I am wanting to remain a normal teenager and play a few games of footy! Whilst Harry is out there bettering himself!" Zayn explained.

"Hey, you're the one who's carrying this baby! Who cares if you want some you time! You have Bubz with you twenty four seven! Harry gets to have a breather, you don't ! No one is going to judge you for being a little stress head mate." Louis reassured him.

"I-I just ... I don't know, I'm a mess." The raven haired teen whispered.

"No, you're a scared sixteen year old that holds his emotions in far too much." Louis remarked.                             "Speak to Harry mate, I'm sure he's just as scared as you."

"Hmm, maybe." Zayn agreed, turning away to pull of his dirty kit.

"What do you mean maybe? The dude is in the exact same boat as you!" Louis protested.

"He just hides his fear really well, wish I could do the same." Zayn muttered.

His eyes looking down at the slight curve of his stomach. It wasn't noticeable to those around him but to those who knew him well, it was pretty obvious.