That Summer - Zayn Malik Fan-Fiction.

Twenty-Eight "What Happened To Giving Me A Ride?"

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As I stare after Harry, I quickly wipe my tears. I just need to forget about Harry. He's no longer in my life. He's with Ashley.

Another tear rolls down my cheek.

"Stupid.!" I mumble.

"Did you find the Nutella?" Zayn asks walking up behind me.

"Yes." I say avoiding eye contact.

"What's wrong?" He says his voice filled with concern.

"Nothing." I wipe my eyes.

"Kiara." He grabs my shoulder.

That was all it took for me to breakdown.

"Oh Zayn." I weep into his shoulder.

"Kaira it'll be okay." He assures me.

I shake my head. "I saw Harry"

He says nothing.

"C-can we go home?" I ask, suddenly tired.

"I need to pay for the food but you can go and sit in the car if you'd like."

I nod.

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When we get home, I changed into a pair of Zayn's sweats and a tank top. You could definitely see my baby bump now.

Zayn was sitting in a chair across the room from the tv. He was watching a black and white movie. He looked lost in thought.

I went over to him and sat down on his lap, my arms going around his neck gently.

"Can you please hug me?" I whispered, looking up at him.
He pulled me into his arms gently, avoiding my bump so as not to hurt me or the baby.

"Thank you." I said sometime later when the silence took over.

"For what?" He asked.

I shrugged. "You're always there for me. Even when you hated me."

"Hey look at me." He insisted pulling my chin up so our eyes were leveled. "I never hated you. Never. "

He slowly licked his lips and traced my bottom lip with the pad of his thumb. He seemed to be searching my eyes.

"C-can I kiss you?" He took in a deep breath.

I nodded.

He reached down, pulling his lips hesitantly over mine. Then he started kissing me and his lips tasted amazing and I started to forget about all of my worries and all that seemed to matter at the moment was Zayn, his lips on mine and this amazing moment.

"I-I" I stuttered, pulling away for air.

"Kiara. You already know how I feel about you" Zayn said slowly.

"I know but...can we take this slow?" I asked.

"Does that mean you want--"

"I don't know what I want." I cut him off. "At least not right now."

"Hey, your baby bump" He smiled, trying to change the subject.

"Yeah" I laughed softly.

He placed his hand over my stomach, rubbing up and down soothingly. I leaned into his neck while he rubbed my stomach and honestly, it was the best feeling ever.

"Zayn?" I asked

"Hmm?" He hummed softly.

"I have a doctors appointment tomorrow, do you wanna come?"