boys //ziam

chapter fifty

zayn wakes up with the sensation of light kisses being left on his face. he turns to the other direction, feeling like he hadn't had enough sleep and he doesn't want to wake up at this moment.

"liam, let me sleep," he complains.

"no," liam chuckles. "c'mon, it's noon. you sleep for way too long."

"liam, i'm pregnant and irritable. trust me, you wouldn't want to deal with me when i don't get enough sleep," zayn rants.

"oh, i'm sorry," liam says. "i just missed you."

zayn opens his eyes fully and frowns. "i could have sworn we had a fight yesterday."

"we did. and i just realized that i was being a jerk," liam says. "i'm sorry. you were completely right and i'm an idiot."

"i agree," zayn says, yawning and sitting up from the bed. "if you really wanted to apologize you'd have got me breakfast in bed."

"way ahead of you," liam says, bringing the tray full of food from the bedside table towards the bed.

zayn's eyes light up at the sight of the food. "i love you."

"love you too," liam chuckles. pregnant zayn isn't that hard to please, his two favorite things are sleeping and eating. liam tends to use that to his advantage.

minutes later zayn's mouth is stuffed with pancakes. "you know you weren't completely wrong."

"about what?"

"what you said last night. your execution was poor but i understand how you feel," zayn says. "i don't want them to make the same mistakes that i did too. i think i know what we should do."

...

zayn and liam decide to take the entire family skating since it's been a while that they've done anything together.

he leans on the border of the ice rink and watches them since he's pregnant and can't join them because of the risk of falling down. liam is staying with him to keep him company even though zayn tries to get him to go have fun himself.

theo seems to be struggling, so liam decides to go over to teach him how to move without falling. oliver and noah race each other while jordan skates effortlessly.

jordan notices him watching him and comes over to him. he hands his phone to zayn.

"take a pic of me? i don't want anyone in the background too," jordan says.

zayn internally rolls his eyes but takes the phone. at least he's being useful now. jordan gets a picture of himself almost everywhere he goes too.

zayn tries to get an angle where no one else is at the background, which is hard because the skating rink isn't empty.

"thanks mom," jordan says when he's done.

"do you wanna come with me to get some snacks?" zayn asks. he's a bit hungry. he's always hungry these days and it's an inconvenience.

"sure. i'm just about done with skating with these amateurs anyway," jordan says, looking at his brothers.

he steps out of the ice rink and puts back his normal shoes. zayn didn't want any of the snacks that they sold, so they drove out to get some tacos. he sent a message to his other kids telling them they'll be back in a minute.

"there's no easy way to bring this up so i'm just going to say it," zayn says. "i was thinking that maybe we should get you on birth control."