Second Chances

It’s been officially two months since Zayn has proposed to me.

I am eight months pregnant now.

One more month to go.

I’m a proud mother-to-be and fiancé.

Zayn has saved up enough money to get an apartment for the four of us.

It’s a two bedroom apartment with a kitchen, lounge area, and bathroom.

We chose to give the twins the bigger room and we take the smaller one.

Zayn has bought strollers, car seats, and cribs.

Him and his friends, Liam, Louis, and Niall helped in making the baby nursery.

We’ve been living in the apartment since we got engaged.

Zayn goes to work every morning and I stay at the apartment with my Mom or Zayn’s mom coming over to check on me.

Both of our mothers are very supportive of us and it makes me feel truly blessed.

Today, I am walking into town with Zayn.

I need to breathe fresh air and get a glimpse of the outside world.

Once we’re both dressed, we begin our journey.

“So how’s it feel?” Zayn asks with his hand on my bump feeling the movements of the babies.

“What do you mean?” I ask.

“To feel the movements. How does it feel inside your body?”

“Imagine two people playing soccer in your belly.” I breathe feeling a move on my side.

“Wow. That hard?”

I nod my head breathing heavily.

Carrying twins is not easy.

We continue our stroll passing up small cafes and shops.

Seeing the fresh food and baked items in windows are making my cravings increase.

“Can we go in there?” I ask pointing into a sandwich shop.

Zayn giggles and nods.

“Yes. Come on Ana.” He chuckles.

Zayn begins to grab the door handle when it is pushed from the other side.

Kat walks out and her face gleams of happiness once she sees Zayn’s face.

She doesn’t notice me.

But I’m pregnant and huge.

I wouldn’t expect her to notice me.

“Zayn!” Kat gasps. “I thought I would never see you again.”

Kat throws her arms around Zayn’s neck and hugs him close.

“Erm, hey Kat.” Zayn says awkwardly patting her back softly.

Zayn looks at me.

I feel my face getting hot and my teeth begin to clench.

I shoot Zayn angry eyes.

He immediately lets go of Kat.

“How have you been? Is everything okay?” Kat rambles.

Zayn is staring at me the entire time.

Kat notice and turns her head and looks at me.

Her face drops.

Her eyes become sad.

“Oh my. Ana I’m sorry. I didn’t notice you….” Kat looks down at belly.

Her eyes widen.

“Oh Wow. My goodness. You’re so big Ana.” Kat blurts.

“I’m pregnant with twins. You should know that.” I smile sarcastically.

Kat notices and looks away.

I look at Zayn who remains quiet.

“How far along are you?” Kat asks.

I stare at her questionably.

“Eight months.” I growl.

She turns her attention back to Zayn.

“How have you been?” she asks.

“Good.” Zayn nods.

Kat looks back at me.

She notices my engagement ring.

“You guys are engaged?” she shrieks.

I give her evil eyes.

“Yes.” Zayn answers calmly.

“I cannot believe this. This is a shock. You guys are getting married and having twins.” Kat says.

I look at Zayn irritably.

“Can we please go inside?” I whine.

Zayn grabs my hand ushering me inside before Kat stops him.

“No wait. I just want to talk.” Kat says eagerly.

“About what?” I answer upset.

“I just wanted to catch up with Zayn.” She says pointing at him. “He told me his feelings a couple months ago and didn’t sound happy.” Kat shrugs.

“I’m fine now. Let’s go Ana.” Zayn quickly says.

“I just still cannot believe this. You guys are getting married? I didn’t even know you guys have been together this long.” Kat grins.

I turn my attention to Zayn.

“Why did you tell her everything?” I ask Zayn.

“It was a long time ago Ana. I told you I ran into her.”

“Well what all did you tell her?” I question.

“It’s nothing important.” He mumbles.

“Tell me why you weren’t happy?” I challenge.

“You guys are having twins. I didn’t know that someone like who could make twins.” Kat cheers to Zayn.

Zayn turns his attention to Kat.

“I didn’t want them, but yes. We’re having twins.” He quickly says.

He looks back to me.

“Ana-“

I cut him off.

‘I didn’t want them’

“What do you mean you didn’t want them?” I ask.

“That’s not what I meant.” Zayn says apologetically.

“Why would you say that?”

“I’m sorry. I’m not thinking straight.” He says.

I scoff and turn away.

“This isn’t about me. Or us.” I begin. “You don’t want this Zayn. That’s the problem.”

“When he saw me, he told me that he wasn’t ready for this or to be a father.” Kat butts in.

“Why are you still here?” Zayn snaps at her.

Kat raises her hands and defeat and walks away.

“That’s what it is isn’t it?” I continue on. “I suppose you don’t want to get married either?”

“No! I want to marry you Ana. Don’t take this anymore further than what it already is.” Zayn grumbles.

“What? Are you only marrying me because of the babies?” I ask hurt.

“Really Ana? After everything we’ve been through, you think that I don’t want to have the babies or marry you?”

“That’s what you just said.” I snap.

“It’s not what I just said. It’s something you heard.” He yells.

“Don’t you fucking yell at me!” I shout.

“Tell me if you’re ready for this or not?” I ask calmer.

“This is all new to me. It’s too real. And I’m scared.” He confesses.

“And how do you think I feel?”

“Ana please!”

“I’m scared too. You know what I’m scared of?” I say.

“I’m scared that I’m going to have these babies and then you’re going to walk away. You’re just going to remember that they weren’t planned and that it all part of a bet and walk away.” I cry.

“Why do you always look for hints that I’m leaving you Ana? I told you that I wanted to be with you and raise our kids.” He groans.

“The kids you said you didn’t want.” I spat.

“For fuck sake’s Ana!” he breathes. “I don’t know what else to do. I tell you that I’m not leaving and you keep thinking that I am. What else do you want me to do?”

I pause and step back.

“Nothing.” I mutter.

Zayn looks at me confused.

“What are you saying?” he murmurs.

“Just go now.” I breathe.

“I don’t want to go.”

“No. Go.”

“This is crazy Ana. Quit being stubborn.” He says.

“You go or I’ll go.” I threaten.

Zayn’s eyes start to form tears.

He turns to walk away but stops.

“When those babies come and you realize that you can’t handle both of them, you’ll have no one to blame but yourself.” He scoffs.

I turn to leave but stop myself the way Zayn did.

“I just had to let you in my life.” I yell. “I had everything planned. I was going to give the babies away to a family who’s happier than this one is. But then I let you talk me in into changing my mind.”

Zayn looks at me with his sorrow eyes.

I turn to leave again wobbling on both sides, never bothering to look back again.

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