"Oh my God, Shawn. You're here? Aren't you suppose to come next week?" Giggling, Harry asks once Shawn puts him down.

"I finished my work early, duh!" Shawn rolls his eyes playfully. Harry just keeps giggling.

Zayn doesn't know why he feels weird when he sees Shawn smiking at Harry fondly.

He has never felt this way, ever.

"But-" Shawn goes to say something to Harry but stops when he looks over his shoulder. His smile immediately disappears and an angry expression takes over its place.

Zayn frowns because why the man is giving him deathly looks? Like he hates him?

"YOU-" The man, Shawn yells looking at him first then at Aleeza in his arms. "HOW DARE YOU TOUCH HER."

Zayn's frown deepens.

Why the man is yelling at him? And why the hell he would need his permission to hold his own daughter?

Unconsciously, he pulls Aleeza more close to his chest.

He sees Harry turning around with a horrified expression then turning back to Shawn, who's face is now red with anger. That weird feeling in Zayn's stomach intensifies when he sees Harry putting a hand on the well built man's biceps.

"Shawn, don't. Remember I told you he doesn't remember anything?" Harry says as he slowly rubs his arms.

That softens the man's eyes a bit.

"Oh yeah." He mumbles.

"It's just that, I saw him and everyth-" Zayn doesn't get to listen to the full sentence as his other three best friends come behind him.

"Zayn, let's go. We need to talk." Liam says softly as he gently pushes him into Harry's bedroom. Louis and Niall following them behind.

"But who is he?" Zayn asks in a confused laced voice once Niall shuts the door. He looks down at his daughter and smiles softly at her.

She's so cute and beautiful.

"He is-he is Harry's neighbour. He lives the next door." Liam informs him with a soft voice. Zayn looks up at him with a frown.

"Okay, but why was he yelling at me?" Zayn looks at him with confusion.

"I am guessing Harry hasn't told you about some things then." Liam sighs.

"Look Zayn, it's not exactly our place to tell." Louis puts a hand on his shoulder from behind.

"But-"

"Please don't ask anything. I promise, Harry will tell you when the right time comes." Niall, who is now standing beside Liam, smiles at him.

Zayn nods at them, somewhat, hesitantly. He craddlea Aleeza to calm himself down a bit, which seems to work.

"Okay, I guess we can join them now." Niall smiles.

"I guess, we can." Liam nods before they all walk out of the room slowly.

They find both Shawn and Harry in the living room, chatting away.

Zayn's heart aches when he finds Harry smiling and laughing so freely with the tall man.

He then remembers, it's the first time he has seen Harry smiling to wide since the time he has lost his memory.

The pain in his chest intensifies.

This used to be him, making Harry laugh that much. Not anyone else.

You are just jealous. His mind tells him.

He shakes his head because this is not possible.

It's absurd.

"Shawn, hi!" Niall greets Shawn with a warm hug which Shawn returns.

"Hey, Ni. How are you?" Shawn asks once they break the hug.

"I'm fine. How was the business trip?" He asks taking a seat beside Shawn on the sofa. Liam and Louis on the arms of the sofa while Zayn takes a seat beside Harry so that, the green eyed lad is now between Zayn and Shawn.

" It was good as well as hectic. But damn, Paris is such a beautiful city. I can't wait for you and Aleeza to take there, Haz." Shawn smilea at Harry who just grins at him.

And God, does Zayn want to smack this lad? Because who the hell he think he is for taking Harry and Aleeza to Paris. Zayn can do that, thank you very much.

Oh yeah, sure you're not jealous.

His mind tells him and God, can he shut up for a second?

"Hey, only Harry and Aleeza? What about us? We are very offended Shawn." Louis makes a sad face looking at Shawn who laughs in response.

"Lou, no wonder you're the best drama teacher of your school." Shawn giggles and damn, Zayn has to admit that this lad is cute. Not as cute as Harry but, yeah, he is cute.

"I know, I am awesome. Thank you." The blue eyed lad flips his hair.

"Oh and that reminds me, where's my princess?" Shawn questions makind Zayn clench his jaw.

Who the hell he is to call Aleeza his princess? She is just his Zayn's princess and no one's.

As if on a cue, Aleeza starts giggling and Zayn hates the way Shawn instantly looks at the baby in his arms like some precious jewel. Like he's her father, not Zayn.

And Zayn has never wanted to kill anyone right at this moment as he wants now. No one, means no one is supposed to look at her except himself and Harry.

He also hates the way Harry turns to him and gives him a small smile before gently taking Aleeza from his arms.

Suddenly, his arms feel so empty.

"Here she is." His heart breaks when Harry places their Aleeza in Shawn's arms who smiles wide seeing her.

"Oh my God, I just went for a week and you have grown up so much." Shawn whispers to the baby ever so softly before placing a kiss on her forehead.

"God, you're being so over dramatic. But yeah, she's grown up a bit. I agree." Harry smiles lovingly at the two.

Zayn would be lying if he says that didn't sting a bit.

He feels Liam placing a comforting hand on his shoulder but that didn't help even a bit.

His heart is aching. He feels restless. Millions and millions of questions are running through his mind.

Who is this Shawn?

Why is he acting so close towards Harry and Aleeza?

Why Harry is so much comfortable with him?

He needs answers.

But how?

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I'm so sorry for a boring chapter :(

*hands you all a plate of biriyani and a chocolate cupcake*

I love/loce you all. xxx