"Bye." I say hugging Zayn.
"I'll ring you before and after we take off."
"Sure you will." I mumbled knowing how forgetful he is
"I'll be back before you know it." He smiles pecking my lips.
"You better." I threaten "Or else I'm coming to get you."
"I'd say you're mad but I believe you would."
"What am I gonna do without you?"
"Look at it this way, we both need time to get better." He says "Maybe when I get back we'll both be healthy."
"Yeah," I give a sigh "Remember what I told you. If you miss the birth of your daughter, I will never forgive you."
"Wow!" He says "Thanks for giving me something to worry about while I'm gone."
"You're welcome babe." I give a light laugh. "I'm really going to miss having you around."
"And I'm going to miss having you nagging on me all the time."
"Aww, no guy has ever told me he loved my annoyingness." I coo
"Because that's not a word."
"Says who? You or the dictionary?"
"Your mudda." He says
"What!?"
"Sorry can't hear you." He says skipping away with some security guards following him
"Bye daddy!" Jawwad shouts as he strolls off
"Bye love." Zayn shouts back. Jabir gives him a cold glare and turns to leave the airport.
Well, looks like someone's taking this harder than I am.
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"Mummy?" Jawwad says sitting next to me
"Yeah babe?"
"I'm sad."
"Why are you sad?" I ask pulling him into my lap
"I want my daddy."
"Sorry babe, he had to go." I say "Are you sure that's the reason?"
"Jabir won't play with me." He pouts "All he wants to do is act like a grown up."
"I know." I say "He's just being a teenager J, you'll be one too."
He nods. I hear my mobile ringing. Zayn was facetiming me. Old people these days
"Hello?"
"Sorry babe." Zayn's voice rang out. "I kinda forgot to ring you."
"That's alright." I say "You actually rang me earlier than I expected you to."
"Quit doubting me will you?"
"Says the one who forgot."
"So maybe I have a bad memory." He says "What are you up to?"
"Nothing. Just chatting with Jawwad."
"Hey J." He smiles waving at the gloomy boy "What's wrong?"
"Jabir won't play with me."
"I'm sorry."
"I'll just go to bed."
He waves goodbye and leaves
"He's really upset Zayn."
"I know." He says "I'll just have to speak to him later."
"Thanks love." I smile. I see a figure behind him "Is that one of the boys?"
"No."
"Then who is that?" I ask
"Stop being jealous." He chuckles "Its just Katie Ray."
"Katie? The same one w-"
"Leave it alone Heaven." He says in whisper tone
"She hurt my baby." I say "No I will not. Excuse you?"
"Me?" She says
"Yeah," I say "Who do you think you are not letting my baby write music?"
"Their publicist." She scoffs
"Well I'm his wife and I don't like people messing with my man so jug on."
"Heaven!" He says shaking his head at me
"I can ruin you little girl."
"Aww that'd be nice. Please, I make more than you in a week than you do in a year."
"What? Are you a famous person?"
"I'm the child of famous people and the wife of one. I could buy your life. I could buy your business just for fun." I say
"Zayn? Why her?" She asks him
"I have absolutely no idea." He says
"Zaynie bear," I gasp
"I didn't mean it like that."
"Yeah well I also didn't mean to scratch your car."
"You did what?"
"Maybe I did, maybe I didn't." I say "You'll find out once you get back. Bye babe."
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I was so nervous today. I had a band concert. I think I did okay. My hair is now black and blue instead of brownish. I feel like a blueberry poptart
Until next time muthafruckerrrz
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