Breakfast was...well, awkward.

They didn't talk at all. Harry quietly ate the pancakes Zayn made for both of them while feeding Aleeza at the same time. Never once, he looked at Zayn in the eye and Zayn would be lying if he say that it didn't bother him at all.

After breakfast, Harry quietly handed Aleeza to Zayn, but not before peppering her face with kisses, making the 4month old baby giggle. He didn't say anything to Zayn before leaving for work, except a quiet "Goodbye, take care."

So yeah, it was bothering Zayn a lot.

He hoped that they would talk about thd kiss they shared in the morning. He also hoped he would ask Harry about being so distant. But he just couldn't. Not when Harry wouldn't even look him in the eyes.

So now he is here, in Harry's bedroom, reading some books because well, he is going to join the work soon. He smiles when he looks at his side and sees Aleeza napping peacefully.

He is looking at some formulae when the doorbell rings, making him frown.

He gets up from the bed and pads down to the main door.

He mentally groans when he sees none other than Shawn Fucking Mendes standing at the door.

"Yes?" Zayn asks calmly.

"Is Harry here?" Shawn asks looking over Zayn's shoulder to search for Harry.

"No, he left early for work." Zayn says, blocking his view.

"Oh? Well, that's sad. Is Aleeza here? I wanna see her." Shawn pushes Zayn aside gently so that he could enter the apartment. He turns to Zayn when he feels a hand on his arms, stopping him not-so-gently.

"What?" He asked raising an eyebrow.

"Listen, I have been tolerating all your shits for a week now. But..." Zayn says in an eerily calmed voice. "...just back off okay? Harry and Aleeza is my family, not yours."

"Thank you for letting me know the fact I already know." Shawn rolls his eyes sarcastically. Zayn clench his jaw.

"Dude, just fuck off. I understand that Haz and you are hood friemds but you don't need to come here everyday, okay? I see how you give Harry those heart eyes. So just fuck off before I break your bones. Because I won't tolerate your shits anymore." Zayn says and he could feel himself losing control slowly.

It is the first time that he is alone with Shawn and God, does Zayn want to beat the shit out of him.

"Really, Malik? You are tired of putting up with my shit for a week. Imagine how I felt putting up with yours for more than a year?" Shawn says looking into Zayn's eyes. From the looks, Zayn knows that Shawn isn't playing around. He releases the tall, lanky boy's arms from his grip and looks at him in confusion.

"What do you mean?" Zayn looks at him in confusion.

"You're lucky that you lost your memory, Zayn. Or else, I wouldn't have let you get close to either Harry or Aleeza for what you have done to them." Shawn says with a clenched jaw.

"Don't talk in riddles and just tell me already what are you saying because I have no fucking idea." Zayn groans in frustration.

"Oh believe me, I can't wait to tell you everything and make you feel lile shit but I have promised Harry I won't tell you anything."

Zayn groans before locking the door and pulling Shawn to Aleeza's room, since Aleeza is sleeping in Harry's bedroom.

"Okay, listen Mendes, I am tired of everyone telling me that I'll know about everything soon but I don't know when the soon will actually come."  He says looking straight into Shawn's eyes before going to the window.

"And although I fucking hate you at the moment, I need to know about my past. Something, anything. I don't care how horrible it is, I just have to know." He pulls on his hair in frustration. At this point, Shawn really feels pity for the hazel eyed boy.

He thinks, it's about the time Zayn knows the truth.

Because as far he knows Harry, he wouldn't tell Zayn anything, knowing how much Zayn will hate his old self after.

Harry cares for Zayn too much to let him know.

And seeing him like this right now, Shawn knows that how much it's bothering Zayn to not know about his past.

"You hurt him." Shawn quietly says. Zayn looks at him with confused eyes.

"What do you mean?" Zayn asks walking over to where Shawn is standing against the closed door.

"You hurt him like no one did." Shawn quietly says taking a seat on the tiled floor. Zayn taking a seat beside him.

"I don't know much about the beginning since I came here after you moved out from this apartment." Shawn says as he leans hia head back against thd door, looking at the ceiling.

"I-I moved out from here?" Zayn asks him im surprise but Shawn doesn't look at him. Jist nods.

"I became friends with Harry after that." Shawn smiles. And although Zayn wants to punch that smirk off his face, he needs to know the truth.

"When Harry told you he was pregnant with Aleeza, you said that you'll be in her life but not fully."

"Huh?" Zayn asks, confused.

"Yeah." Shawn nods. "You used to send him a generous amount of money for the check ups, medicines and baby products but never once you showed up after that. Not even during the doctor's appoinments." Shawn informs him and God, Zayn already wants to punch himself. Shawn has to be lying.

This doesn't sound like him at all.

"It was me who used to go to the appointments with Harry."

Okay, now Zayn doesn't know if he wants Shawn to continue or not.

"You just came to the hospital for once after Aleeza was born, only to sign the birth certificate. But you didn't even look at him. Not even when your mother insisted you to take a family pic."

That reminds Zayn of the pic in the living room. Harry with Aleeza in a hospital bed and Zayn standing beside them with a blank face.

"When Aleeza was two months old..." Zayn thoughts broke with Shawn's words. "...you came home, drunk."

"I still remember the day, I was here in this apartment with Harry, . He was sick. From all the work pressure and taking care of Aleeza. I was making him some food. That fool could take care of the whole universe but himself." Shawn says with a watery chuckle. Zayn nods, because yeah, he knkws that. He still remembers the day he found Harry unconscious in this room. That memory still sends a shiver down his spine.

He never wants to see his best friend in that condition again.

"You accused him for lying to you. You said that Harry lied the baby being mine, not yours and..." Shawn stops before wiping some tears away from his eyes.

"And?" Zayn questions, even though he's dreading for the answer.

No way he would have said those cruel things to Harry.

No way for once he ever thought Aleeza wasn't his child. Because even a child could tell that Aleeza, without a doubt, is a mixture of Harry and him. But something about the sincerity in Shawn's voice, told him that he's telling the truth.

"And you hit him, Zayn. You pushed him hard on the floor when he had Aleeza in his arms."

************

So yeah, it's proved again that I am evil.

*Hides behind the curtain because you all look so intimidating*

I love/loce you all. xxx