Past:

Two months into the pregnancy:

"Where are you going?" Elina asks with a raised eyebrow as Zayn shrugs on his jacket.

"Um, to Harry's appointment? It's his first appointment you know? He may need me there." Zayn informs her before walking out of the bedroom. Elina following behind.

"Are you crazy?"  Elina asks in an annoyed voice. "You yourself said that you don't wanna be in that baby's life and now you're going to his appointment?"

Zayn turns back and look at her annoyed expression, which she quickly changes into an softer one. She comes forward and places a hand on his shoulder.

"Look, I am your friend okay?" Zayn nods with a frown. "What if you go there and get attached to the baby? What if your fear becomes true and you end up hurting the baby? Harry will hate you Zayn. I know how much your friendship means to you. Will you let yourself fuck it up?"

Zayn's frown deepens but he nods nonetheless.

He really wanted to go. But what Elina is saying is true. Seeing how much he love babies, he would get easily attached to them.

He can't fuck up their friendship.

"Good." Zayn doesn't know why but he thinks, he might saw a small victorious smile on Elina's face. "Okay, now I am gonna go and get ready for this job interview. Alright?"

Zayn nods.

She smiles at him before walking away.

Zayn fetch out his phone from his jeans pocket when he hears the familiar beeping sound of his phone, indicating him that he has received a message.

He sighs, when he sees it's a message from Harry.

Harry: Where are you? The appointment is gonna start in 30 minutes.

Zayn: Sorry, I can't come.

Harry: What? But you said you'd come?

Zayn: Look, as I said before, I'll not be in the baby's life physically.

Zayn frowns at the screen when he doesn't receive a reply for another 3 minutes. He knows he has made Harry sad. He wish, Harry would lash on him, at least then he would feel less guilty.

A small 'beep' pulls him out of his thoughts. He looks at the screen and he doesn't know why it pained him so much to read the message.

Harry: You know what? I should have let Shawn come with me. At least he's good at keeping his words.

Harry never mesaaged him for anything ever again.

****

6 months into the pregnancy:

"What are you doing?" Elina asks as she takes a seat beside Zayn on the couch.

"Um, nothing. Just transferring some money in Harry's account." Not leaving his eyes off the laptop screen, Zayn informs her.

"Zayn, why are you even sending the money if you are not gonna be in the baby's life?"

"Elina, that baby is also a part of me." Zayn informs her as he's finally done with the transferring process.

"Yeah? But to me it looks like, that neighbour dude of his acts more like a father to the baby."

Zayn hates to admit but it did sting.

"Shawn-Shawn is just helping him." Zayn says hesitantly before closing the laptop.

"Yeah, yeah. I would bring any random neighbour to my every doctor's appointment, let him decorate the baby nursery, right?" Elina rolls her eyes.

A month ago, when Liam came to his apartment, he told him how Shawn is taking care of Harry. How he's accompanying Harry to his every Doctor's appointment and how they had so much painting the nursery together.

As hard Zayn tried to shrug off the jealousy that built in his stomach, he couldn't.

So he just said he doesn't care about it all and if Liam could please stop saying anything about Harry and the baby which only earned him a "Fuck you, Zayn." From Liam before he left and a comforting smile from Elina which looked awefully fake.

"I am telling you Zayn, that baby isn't even yours." Elina says making Zayn look at her. "Trust me, he's just doing this to get the money."

"What the hell are you saying? Harry would never so that." He closes the laptop before getting up from the couch. He ignores the nervous look on his ex-girlfriend come present friend's face.

"Zayn-"

"No you listen to me Elina. Harry is not like that okay? I have known him for my whole life. He is not like that." He glares at the girl. "And about my money, why would he need it? He has a good job. Fuck, he even denied to accept the money. It's me who insisted him to keep it."

"Zayn I-"

"Goodnight Elina." With that, Zayn walks out of the living room.

****

9 months into the pregnancy:

Zayn wakes up in the morning slowly and stretches a bit. He then picks his phone up from the bedside table and looks at the screen only to find 38 missed calls from his mum, 7 from Niall, 10 from Louis and 24 from Anne. What concerns him the most is there are 46missed calls from Shawn and 13 from Harry.

He frowns.

He doesn't remember keeping his phone on silent. Especially now that Harry can go into labour any second.

Then it concerns him.

Did something happened to Harry?

  He decides to call his mother first.

"Zayn, where the hell are you? Here your husband is in hospital and God knows where you are?" Trisha whisper yells angrily at his son.

"Mum, I just woke up. What happened? Is everything okay?"

"Okay? Are you kidding me Zayn? Here Harry was in labour and you were 'sleeping'?"

"What?" Zayn sits up on his bed quickly. Guilt instantly washing over him. "Haz-Haz was in labour? How's he?"

"Yes, he was." Trisha sighs. "We were so worried because he got into the labour in the middle of the night. Thanks to Shawn, he was there on the time. The doctors said, we would have lost the baby if Shawn wouldn't have brought him to ths hospital on time."

Zayn looks down at his lap and close his eyes in guilt. He can't imagine he let Harry be in the danger. He can't imagine he wasn't there when Harry needed him the most.

To say Zayn is guilty would be an understatement.

"How is-how is the baby?" He asks in a whisper.

"Oh now you remember?"

"Mum, please." Zayn pleads.

"Alright." Trisha sighs. "The baby is healthy. Harry gave birth to a girl." Zayn could already feel his mother smiling, much like his own. He can't believe he has a daughter now.

"Congrats, Zayn. You're a father now."

****

"Where are going this early in the morning?" Elina asks in confusion as Zayn puts on his shoes, amiling brightly. He can't believe he is a father now. He can't believe he is going to see his daughter for the first time.

"Elina, I have a daughter. I am a father now!!!" Zayn grins brightly at her. "Can you believe it?"

"No I can't." He hears Elina mumble but decides to ignore it.

"Who was with him when he got into the labour?" Elina asks, making Zayn's smile disappear.

He remembers his mom telling him how the doctor's didn't have time to wait for Zayn. How even though, Shawn is not a family member, the doctor's let him be in the labour room becauae neither Zayn nor Trisha or Anne could reach at the hospital on time.

To say Zayn was hurt, would be an understatement.

But it was his fault.

If his phone wasn't in the silent mode, he would have been able to be with Harry. To see the birth of his daughter. But no, he had to be 'sleeping'.

"Um, Shawn." Zayn mumbles, looking down at his shoes.

"See, I told you. It's Shawn's baby. I bet the baby doesn't even look like you, Zayn." Elina says, making Zayn frown. "Just think, why would Harry ask the doctor's to let him in? I mean, unless he's the father."

He is about to answer her when Zayn's phone beeps in his hand. He unlocks it only to find it's a message from Niall.

Niall: Are you coming or not?

Zayn: yeah. Will be there in 30 minutes.

He leaves the apartment quickly without even giving another glance to Elina.

On his way to the hospital, the only thing that is revolving around his mind is: maybe, just maybe, Elina is right?

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Present:

Zayn stops the car in front the tall bulding.

Nick's office.

He looks at it and smiles in content.

Finally he is going to meet Harry. His husband.

His love.

His Jaan.

Finally they are gonna be united.

Finally he'll be able to tell him how much he loves him.

"I am coming, Haz."

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Sorry, I didn't update yesterday. Was a but tired :(

I hope you guys aren't mad at me?

The chapter is like a bit dramatic? 😂

I love/loce you all. xxx