Idiotic Mistakes (Zarry Mpreg)

So it begins...

"Okay so I made it to thirty eight weeks .. and I think you're right! I need him out." Zayn informed a startled Anne as he stormed into the living room.

"Oh, right okay..." she trailed off, trying her best to take in his rambling.

"I'm done! He's constantly hurting me and I've had enough!" Zayn pouted.

"Well, you can try a number of things honey, long walks, curry, bouncing on a birthing ball, herbal tea , fish oil capsules and sex." Anne told him.

"Looks like Harry is in for a fun weekend then! Because I'm trying them all." Zayn stated.

"Well we could do the long walk now if you like? I need to head into town for some food." Anne suggested.

"Sounds great! Ah' need to get out." The pregnant teen agreed.

"Okay! Let me just sort myself out and we will go." Anne smiled gently.

Zayn watched chuckling to himself as she struggled to find her purse. She was so like Harry... well Harry was like her. They both did the same thing when they where stressed out. They'd both start muttering to themselves, almost like a mini argument with their mind. It was hilarious to just sit back and watch.

"You okay there?" He asked chuckling.

"Y-yes! I just- where the hell did I put it?" She asked him frowning.

"On the coat hooks, under ya' red jacket, In your black bag." Zayn told her smirking.

Anne immediately rushed over to the hooks , removing the floral jacket and laughing softly as she immediately found her bag and purse.
"Always me." She tutted shaking her head in amusement.

"Can we go now? He's kicking my spleen so hard right now." Zayn groaned.

"Let's go!" Anne said rolling her eyes at his dramatics. God she hoped he didn't go over his due date. He was such a baby when it came to being fed up.

They began their walk up the road and already Zayn's back was protesting. But he had to do this, he wanted this kid out. The only way to do that was to give each thing on the tick list of labour starters a shot! So he was doing this, even if it killed him.

"Z, just so you know .. this may not work honey." Anne spoke.

"Yeah I know, I'm willin' to give it all a go don't worry." The teen replied smirking.

"Oh, right.." She trailed off awkwardly.

She knew he was hinting at sex... not that him and her son having sex was a surprise. It's what got them into this situation in the first place. But it didn't mean she enjoyed talking about it, it was awkward and uncomfortable.

"But anyway! Who knows maybe my water will break in the shop?" Zayn said with a shrug.

"Oh I love your optimism my lovely." Anne laughed.

"I'm just hopeful! Always have been, even in the shittiest situations." The teen responded cheerfully.

"I know, it's one of the reasons I believe you'll be such a great dad. Even at this young age." She told him sincerely.

Zayn looked at her, a soft smile of appreciation appearing across his features. There was nothing better than hearing those words leave Anne's lips. He owes a lot to this incredible woman.

"Thankyou, I'll be even better with you by my side." He told her gently.

Slowly Linking his arm with hers, as they walked down the street. The sun was out at full beam , a key signal that summer had finally begun. Their son would be a sunshine child and he couldn't be happier . Both he and Harry where winter babies.