The Big Secret [Ziam/Zigi]

epilogue

2 Years Later

"Liam, I've gotta pack." Zayn wined as I tried to kiss him. "I already packed your stuff!" I huffed out. "What about lunch, you know how cranky Bear get's without his food." Zayn reminded me. "Fine." I said and got up, already having on my loose fitting shorts and no shorts.

"I'll be down stairs." I said, knowing he was gonna follow, cause he liked to watch me cook. "What you making babe?" He asked as he wrapped his arms around me. "If you let me go, I planed on making a salad and spaghetti." I said and "dropped" the spoon. 

SMUT!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I bent over knowing he could see the thong string I was wearing. But before I had time to react, I was pushed against the kitchen island. "You want to be a tease?" He whispered, as he pulled my shorts down and his at the same time, and i felt his member glide over my well lubed front hole. 

I whimpered in pleasure. "You, two minutes on the couch, nothing on." He whispered. He slapped my bum, signaling me to go. And I did as fast as I could. Not even two minutes, I could see Zayn and all his 11 inch glory.

He climbed on top of me and slid his member over my throbbing, leaking hole. Making me let out throaty moans. And without warning he slid into me. I arched my back in bliss and pleasure, letting him gain more access or space to pound his shaft into. "Fuck." He moaned out as he went harder and faster, eventually cumming in the process.  

"I'm gonna make you cum and orgasm harder than you ever have." He whispered, as he made his way down to my gaping hole. I soon felt his slick tongue make contact with the sensitive skin. "Yes, yes, yes!" I chanted as his tongue flicked in and out.  "I wanna try something." He said, and all I could do was nod from all the pleasure I was receiving.

I soon felt his member create friction over the aching hole. I could feel the orgasm coming on. 

"Your favorite son is here and he's here to see his youngest brother." Niall screamed from the entrance, causing me to cover me and zayn up enough to look like we are just cuddling/ or him straddling me. "Keep going?" He asked. I nodded. 

I soon saw Niall enter the living room. "Hey Nial-l." I stuttered cause I was so close to orgasming. "Bear is upstairs." I said. Niall actually loved the thought of me being his biological mother and that I will never know why. 

Niall finally disappeared up the big flight of stairs. "Faster." I said. And Zayn did as he was told. then I was a cumming mess.  "Fuck." I panted as I slid on the shorts on and Zayn wrapped himself in the cum ruined blanket. "You go and change and I'll go and make lunch this time."

"No! I gotta go babe, sex got our time a little out of line, I'll eat on the plane." Zayn said as he rushed around, picking up his clothes from the kitchen. "Paul is probably waiting on me." He kissed me and made his way to the door. "I'll see you in L.A." "Yeah, the movers will be here next week or two and I'll finish the business thing up with Harry by then."

2 WEEKS LATER

"And you are the official owner of the London Branch of Payne-Tomlinson Company!" I said as Harry signed the last sheet. "Now, I plan to see you in L.A. for Zayn's last concert for his tour." I said picking up Bear off the couch in the room. 

"Yes, mom. I'll be there." He said. I froze in place. I slowly turned to a grinning Harry. A few tears slid down my cheeks. I hugged him so tight with my free arm. "I love you, bud." I whispered as we rocked back and forth. "Now you need to be there."

5 MONTHS AND 2 WEEKS LATER

The house Zayn had gotten in L.A. is huge. And Niall was living with us, after he was crying and ran into the old house saying that he could have hurt the baby. So Ed was abusing him and Niall was pregnant. 

So I told him to get a divorce, sliding a no custody to the child in Niall's stomach, considering Ed didn't read it, considering Niall signed a prenup. And with Niall's baby here, my first granddaughter. And my twins on the way, and I was a slowly showing stomach, but hidden if I put on a jersey.  With the numbers 1 and4, 5where the twins sat.(Zayn is 2 and Bear is number 3)But I had a patch covering that. 

CONCERT

So far it was great and it was getting towards the end. And knowing Bear was backstage with Lou, Zayn's stylist. "Now I know it's getting late but I have a surprise. Now, Liam, can you please come to the stage." He said, looking at me. 

I made my way to the stairs to the stage. And eventually made it. What I didn't expect was for him to get on one Knee. 

"Liam James Payne, you are the most simple man I know, so I'll keep the simple. Liam Payne will you accept the role as Mr. Malik to my Mr.Malik?" He asked. I nodded. He slid the ring on my finger, and we kissed as the crowed shouted. "Who knew I'd marry my manager?" He whispered. 

I took the mic. "Now it's my turn. Bear! Baby boy come to mommy!" I said as I seen him with two balloons. I picked him up and sat him on my hip. I gave Zayn a tack to pop them with, and another balloon inside said 'It's a Boy' in both.

"Were having another boy?!" He yelled, tears gathering his eyes. I lifted the hoodie up. "Pull the patch Papa." I said and he did. "Twins!!" He screamed. Then passed out.

"well he has another suprise for you!" Lou said as everyone cleared the stadium. I saw four almost 30 year olds with their wife or husbands. "Who are they?" I asked. "Those are you kids, Zayn found them." Lou said. I sank to my knees, not believing that Zayn would do something so kind.

"Phil with his wife and his twin boys. Maddison with her husband and her baby boy. James with his husband and no kids. And finally Luna with her wife also no kids." I couldn't suppress my tears. "So this is my real grandma?" I heard one of the twin boys say.

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And that's how it ended. We raised our last three to handsome grown men, all ended up being gay. And I will forever and always love them from where Zayn and I look from above. Don't be scared, we've got you my children, and grandchildren.  And Zayn did wake up after the pregnancy and gender reveal.

All the love,

Mr & Mr. Malik