I'd be happy for you
If you say you're happier with someone else
But I'll be honest with you
Just the thought of it hurts like hell
-Waiting

"Why aren't we staying with your parents?" Harry almost whispered in a soft voice as Zayn carried him ,inside his mansion.

They were back in New York. Harry was tired due to staying up most of the night and during the flight back here.

Trisha ,Yaser ,Saffa ,Zayn and Harry messed around on the way back to New York. It was totally different from their previous journey when Zarry were alone.

Zayn didn't work ,instead he sat and talked with his family. Saffa and Zayn even played video games. Harry was thankful that Zayn could afford the Private Jet.

When they landed in New York. Zayn's family were taken to a different car ,while Zarry to a different car.

"They can't stay with us. Paparazzi is all over the place. They'll be taken to my Secret Penthouse where they will be safe ." Zayn said as He slowly started climbing stairs. Being careful about not hurting Harry.

Harry sighed tiredly and rested his head on Zayn's shoulder, trying to sleep .

Harry didn't moved when Zayn placed him on the bed,nor when Zayn took off his shoes. Harry was already wearing comfortable clothes so there was no need of changing them.

Harry felt the blanket covering him and then it was all silent. He thought that Zayn walked away and tried to sleep .

On the other side, Zayn thought that Harry was asleep ,so he slowly sat down on his knees before lifting  the blanket and touching Harry stomach gently.

Harry didn't know,how to react when he felt Zayn's lips on his stomach. It was sure that Zayn was whispering something. He could feel Zayn's lips moving.

Harry got curious about what was happening and slightly opened his eyes,he could see Zayn smiling and talking with- well the baby.

Zayn then slowly moved away and placed his rough hand on Harry's stomach, caressing it softly but Harry's couldn't help but giggle as it tickled him.

Zayn immediately moved away Falling on the floor backwards.

Harry looked at Zayn's expression and the giggles turned into a laugh. Zayn's eyes were wide and he looked pale.

Harry winced a little as the laughing made his shoulder move and slowly stopped as Zayn stood up with an emotionless face,dusting the imaginary dust from his clothes.

Zayn was about to walk away ,when Harry took a hold on Zayn's hand. Zayn immediately turned around and Harry smiled teasingly, "What were you doing, Mr.Malik." He asked.

Zayn cleared his throat but didn't said anything. It was as if he couldn't come up with an excuse.

"Next time if you want to talk with the baby,please ask me first, don't you think it's a little bit creepy that you touch, kiss and whisper to my stomach?" Harry asked the teasing smile still on his face.

Harry was a little creeped out but honestly he was in 'Awe' about How Zayn can have such a soft side. He knew Zayn cared about the child,even though he treated Harry rudely, he really cared for the child.

"Um..I was talking with my Princess." Zayn said with the same emotionless face.

"But your princess is inside me right now ,and it's my stomach, so if you want to touch me ,you should have my permission. " Harry said as Zayn glared at him.

"She is my child. I can talk to her whenever I want!" Zayn said and Harry knew he was getting mad.

"Chill. I was just kidding . You can talk to her. She likes it." Harry said And Zayn's face lightened up even though he quickly mask it with the emotionless face again.

"She likes it ?" Zayn asked insurely.

"Hmm.." Harry hummed gestured Zayn to sit beside him."Talk with her."

Zayn seemed hesitant for a second before he slowly sat beside Harry and bent down whispering to the stomach again.

Harry could make out the few words like ,Happy, Princess, Precious etc.

Zayn then slowly started rubbing his hand again on Harry's stomach. This time it wasn't a feathery touch that could tickle instead it was a soothing one.

Harry closed his eyes enjoying the feel of Zayn's rough Hands ,he was just one step away when Zayn lifted his hands up and Harry whined out loud.

"Why did you stop ?" He asked irritated.

"What ?" Zayn asked confused.

"The thing with your hand,do it !!" Harry said and Zayn rose his eyebrow.

"Why ?" Zayn asked and Harry sighed.

Harry knew he couldn't tell Zayn that he liked his touch, well then the other way it is.

"Don't do it. The baby liked your touch but-" before Harry could even finish ,Zayn's hand were on his stomach again. Harry smiled closing his eyes again.

The baby's Mumma,liked His touch but that's the same thing right ?

So just like ,Harry was lulled to sleep with Zayn's hand on his stomach.
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Zayn was working in his office around 3 in the morning. After Harry went to sleep ,Zayn freshened up quickly and got back to work.

He was reading the accounts when his phone rang,he picked it up without checking the caller -ID.

"Hello ?" Zayn asked.

"Missed it ,didn't I ?" An unknown voice answered.

"Who is this ?" Zayn asked looking at the number to see if he knew it.but he didn't.

"Didn't recognized me ? " the man sighed sadly before making a wierd noise, "well,nevermind . Malik were never smart and you are an fool ,so what can I expect?"

"Who the hell are you ??" Zayn asked Angry now.

"I'll tell you ,who I'm when I visit you on the funeral of your lover and Princess." The man laughed before the line went dead.