Julia (Zarry MPreg)

Chapter 10

I smiled widely at the beautiful, curly-haired boy who I'm lucky enough to call my boyfriend, and the father of my baby. He did this for us. I ran up to him, flung my arms round his neck, and smashed my mouth onto his. I felt his lips curl into a smile against mine as he kissed me back. Our first kiss in about a week, and nothing could've felt better.

"Thank you, Harry." I whisper to him.

He snaked his arms around my waist and kissed my neck softly. I ran my fingers through his messy riglets. "Thank you."

"You don't have to thank me."

"Yes I do, Harry," I said. "This incredible. But, mostly," I looked in him eyes and smiled. "Thank you for being here for me."

Harry grinned. "I want this more than anything, Zayn, I swear. I don't even know why I said what I did. I think it was just a heat-of-the-moment thing. I could never harm any child, let alone ours. I'm so blessed to be able to have a family with you, Zayn. I love you so much."

I kissed his cheek as the tears streamed down my face. Happy tears. "I love you, too, Harry."

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Harry's POV:

Zayn was about two months pregnant now. His weight gain is becoming a bit more noticeable now. I was beginning to worry that people would notice.

"Even if they did, I don't think their first logical explanation to me getting fat is that I'm pregnant." Zayn said.

"Okay, Mr. Technicality," I chuckled, then lay down horizontally on the couch with my head in his lap. "I think we should tell the boys."

Zayn imbedded his fingers in my curls. "I don't know, Harry..."

"I think they deserve to know. They're our best mates."

"But how are they going to reacct to their best mate, who indeed is a male specimen, being knocked up?"

"Well, I think they might be happy for us..." I trailed off.

"Maybe, but not at first. We may be used to it but the general idea of an impregnated man is abnormal, and more than likely frowned upon." Zayn responded.

"You know, you only talk a lot when you're yelling at me or being negative." I grumbled then turned my head, facing his stomach. I lifted his shirt up and rubbed his skin softly with the back of my index finger.

"What do you think, Harry Jr.?" I whisper with a cheeky grin plastered across my face.

Zayn laughed. "We're not calling them Harry Jr."

"Can we please if it's a boy?"

"No, Babe." Zayn told me with humour in his tone.

"What about if it's a girl?" I inquired softly as I began pressing kisses to his smooth skin.

"I don't know," Zayn spoke quietly. He put his head back and closed his eyes. "I like Jennifer."

I hummed and thought about it. Jennifer Styles. Jennifer Malik. I didn't like that too much.

"What about Darcy?" I suggested.

"That's a possibility. I'm kind of partial to 'J' names though."

"Alright... 'J' names... Jammie, Janet, Jocelyn, Jo, Julia,"

"I like that one," Zayn interjected.

"Jo?" I asked unsuredly.

"No," he shook his head. "Julia."

I thought about it. Julia Styles. Julia Malik.

"We could name her after a flower. Like Lotus, or Petunia or Pansy."

This made Zayn chortle. "Pansy Styles?"

"Shut up," I blushed as he laughed harder. "I was just giving ideas."

When he calmed down he smiled at me. "You're cute,"

I shook my head. "What about boy names?"

"Maybe we could name them after the boys?"

"Louis.. Niall.. Liam Styles?"

"Maybe not then,"

"It could use some work," I admitted.

"I think Harry Jr. could work."

I smiled, then leant up and kissed Zayn's lips. He flattened his palm agaist my chest and moved his soft lips with mine. I reached my hand up and cupped his face, pulling him closer. I took his bottom lip between my teeth and tugged at it, gaining a soft moan.

Zayn's hand move down my torso, to the bottom of my t-shirt. He slyly slide it up my shirt, touching my bare skin. His fingertips slowly grazed my stomach.

I traced his bottom lip with my tongue. Once granted permisson, I entered his mouth and explored it, creating a throaty moan from myself. As our tongues tangled together and our hands roamed each other's bodies, I'll bet you can guess just who walked in on us.

"And I'm interupting your make-out session once again." Louis said.

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A/N: Hi, everyone! thank you for reading, and i hope you enjoy this chapter. i think M is updating next, so that should be exciting. love you all.xx

-Julia.xx