"My church offers no absolute" I hummed as I attempted to pick up Jabir
"You no reach me" he said with a giggle. Tf? So now he can say R's but giggles?
"Mummy's belly is too big" I said
"You have a big tummy mummy" he said "why you keep him in there?"
"No offense but you speak like a caveman" I said
"I am a man" he said and I snorted
"Sure you are" I teased
"Stop it" he frowned
"Since when can you say R's?" I asked
"I went to uncle Liam's and he teach me" he said. So when I try to teach him he cries but when Liam teaches him he listens?
"I'm home" Zayn shouted as he strolled into the sitting room
"Daddy" he beamed running over to him "I miss you"
"Miss you too" Zayn said. His eyes left the joyful child and trailed over to me
"Hey" I said. He gave me a strange look
"Happy birthday daddy" Jabir said hugging his knees
"Thanks" he said "but that was Monday, its Wednesday"
His birthday? Nope. This must be a joke. Zayn's birthday isn't until the 11th of January
"Hey" I said "what day is it?"
"The 14th" he said with a saddened look
"You're kidding me right?" I said in frustration
"No not really" he said
"Are you sure your birthday was Monday?" I ask
"Pretty sure I know when I was born" he said as he began to lean on his heels in an awkward way
"Oh no" I said to myself
"Don't worry" he smiled "I spent it with the lads"
"But I forgot your birthday" I said as tears pierced my eyes
"Its fine" he said. I nodded and he left upstairs. I know he's not fine. He has never ever forgotten any one of my birthdays, yet here I am not remembering his
"Why you sad?" Jabir asked me with confusion written all over his face
"I'm not sad" I lied "I'm just fine"
He hugged my legs
"Be happy mummy" he said looking up at me with confused eyes "don't be sad"
"I'm fine" I said "I'll be back OK?"
"Can I come with you?" He asked
"N- actually yes" I said taking his hand "he can't shout at me if you're there"
I led him to our room
"Zayn" I said going in. He turned to me
"Yes?" He said dryly
"I'm sorry" I said "I didn't mean to"
He didn't say anything. I stood in fear as I waited for his response
"I guess" he said shrugging me off
"Please don't be angry with me" I begged
"I'm not" he said with a blank stare
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Zayn Malik? But do I care?
Random(Cringe warning. I started this when I first began writing) I wanted to slap everyone in their faces. All they wanted to talk about was Zayn. "Do I look like I care about what he thinks?" "but he's Zayn Malik!" Robin says. She wasn't fond of him but...
