Idiotic Mistakes (Zarry Mpreg)

Routine is good

Therapy , Zayn had decided.. was one of the best things in this universe. He was honestly shocked at how much speaking to a complete stranger had truly helped him over the past two weeks. Harry had immediately set up his first appointment with Cara, after his emotional breakdown on the kitchen floor that day. Sure he still had a long way to go, but just being able to smile again was enough for him. He was finally starting to enjoy all of the little things. He actually enjoyed waking up at six in the morning and changing dirty nappies. The little sounds and movements Alfie continued to make more and more everyday where just utterly adorable. Zayn felt guilty for waisting his first three weeks , but he was making up for it now. Having his parents back also helped, he couldn't count the number of times he had called them already.

"Z, what are you smiling at?" Harry asked amused, watching as his boyfriend smiled to himself.

"M' just thinking about how grateful I am to have you. Mushy as fuck ah' know." Zayn chuckled.

"Weird, but cute so I'll let you off." Harry quipped, walking over to kiss his lips.

"Where did Gemma take Fie? Forgot to ask her." Zayn suddenly remembered.

Gemma had decided Zayn and Harry needed some alone time and offered to take the five week old out for the day. Harry had protested at first, neither he or Zayn had been away from Alfie for longer than an hour and the thought of it was terrifying. But then Anne stated how the older Alfie got and the more they 'smothered' him the less time they'd have, he'd start becoming clingy and wary of new people.
So eventually the two teens gave up and allowed the girl to take their son. Now however, Zayn was once again anxious as hell as he realised he had no clue where his baby was! Why didn't he think to ask?!

"Just for a walk in the park, she took the pram and invited her friend Hallie to join... she said something about a dog walk and catch up." Harry shrugged.

"A dog?! What if he's allergic?" Zayn squeaked.

"Chill, he's a baby Zayn he'll spend most of time asleep in the pram, high up away from the dogs." Harry said rolling his eyes.

"I pray for Gemma's sake that , that is the case." The younger teen pouted.

"You're so overly protective." Harry responded laughing softly.

"He's my baby, my tiny baby, he's so small Hazza! Like seriously small." Zayn cooed.

"I'm aware of how small he is Z, but come on.. we can't wrap him up in bubble wrap for the rest of his life." The curly lad stated.

"I know, but I can be that overbearing father until he's old enough to tell me to do one." Zayn stated back with a chuckle.

"Of course." Harry agreed , tackling Zayn to the couch as he howled with laughter.

"Harreh! Oi get off!" Zayn screeched, legs and arms kicking out towards his boyfriend.

His stitches had finally fully dissolved and he couldn't be more grateful . It was awful not being able to do any straining activities. No not sex , just simple things such as running and going the gym.

"Nope! I want a kiss." Harry informed, pouting his lips out as Zayn struggled under him.

"Fine! Just please!" The younger teen giggled, pushing at Harry's chest.

Harry shook his head, pinning Zayn's arms as he leant down and pressed his lips firmly against the younger boys. Zayn immediately kissing him back in a way that he hadn't in a while , the feeling filling Harry with so much warmth and love. He missed this, he missed Zayn and he was so grateful to have him back.