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Annie
 
As Louis and Harry stayed inside to comfort Zayn, Becca and I decided to get some air outside. At first the both of us didn't say a word, what had just happened was a lot to process. But at the same time I think the both of us had no idea how we should be feeling. On one hand, Zayn had just had a baby, which is usually a happy time. However at same time he's lost his girlfriend, something which particularly scared me because of my pregnancy. I was terrified now in case something like that happened to Harry and I.
 
But after so long, Becca broke the silence. "I still can't believe Zayn has a son," She said, running her hand through her hair to move her fringe from her face. "It's just... weird."
 
"Mmm." I mumbled, my hands subconsciously lowering to my bump. I could feel Darcy moving around a lot, could she tell something was wrong?
 
"It's weird, he's had a baby, you're having a girl and I can't even get pregnant." She sighed, looking down.
 
"Aw Becca, it just takes time." I told her.
 
She shrugged without saying a word, "What if there's something wrong with me?" She whispered, her voice breaking and cracking as if she was going to cry.
 
"Don't be silly." I said. "There isn't anything wrong with you, sometimes it takes longer with some people than it does with others."
 
"We've been trying for ages though." She said.
 
I pulled her into a hug, "Don't worry." I said to her.
 
As I hugged her Harry and Louis appeared from the hospital entrance. Becca let go of me and went straight into Louis' arms; he whispered something to her and then kissed her. I went straight into Harry's arms.
 
"Lou rang Liam and Niall so they're on their way here, so we can take you two home." Harry said, kissing my head after.
 
Later that night I couldn't sleep. Not with what had just happened. I was tired, yes, but I couldn't fall asleep with what was on my mind. I was terrified of giving birth as it was, but with Zayn's girlfriend dying? For most of the night I just laid there, I could feel Darcy moving around and kicking inside me which always made me smile. It was like she knew I wasn't happy and by moving around was her way of trying to make me feel better.
 
However from beside me Harry turned over, his arms wrapping round me with his hands on my bump. "Babe?" He whispered.
 
"Mmm?" I mumbled, my hands on top of his.
 
"You're awake..." He whispered, "What's up?"
 
"Nothing." I lied. I didn't want to worry him.
 
He moved slightly and kissed me, "You can tell me anything."
 
I sighed, "I'm just... scared." I admitted. "With what happened with Zayn's girlfriend today and everything I just..."
 
"Aw babe," He said, his hands now rubbing my bump softly. "You'll be fine; I won't let anything happen to you or Darcy."
 
I took one of his hands, "I love you." I whispered. He kissed my cheek again, stroking my bump with his free hand. "Can you promise me one thing? If something does happen-"
 
"Annie don't."
 
"Harry I'm serious, if something happens... please just, look after her won't you?"
 
"Of course I will. She's my little girl." He whispered, “now get some sleep, you need it.”
 
*****
 
The next day we visited Zayn in hospital again. He wasn’t allowed to take Cal home straight away so he had to stay overnight, just to make sure he was healthy since he was born a few weeks early. Harry and I were the first to arrive, we told the nurse who we were and she told us where he was – the neonatal unit.
 
We went in quietly, Cal’s small hospital cot being the first one we came to. Beside the cot Zayn was fast asleep on a chair, his jacket over him for warmth. We looked in on Cal, who was also fast asleep – like father like son.
 
“He’s beautiful,” I whispered to Harry, “he looks so much like Zayn.”
 
“I know, I can’t believe he didn’t tell us though.” He sighed.
 
I put my hand on his shoulder, “He will have had his reasons babe.”
 
“I mean it’s not like we’d tell anyone…” At that moment we heard a rustle from behind us, Zayn was awake. He sat up, stretching his arms and legs out before acknowledging we were here. “Morning mate.”
 
Zayn just stood up, no words to us. He looked in on Cal in the small cot, “How is he?” He asked.
 
“He seems okay.” I answered. Zayn put his hand in the cot, stroking Cal’s head gently. “How are you?”
 
He sighed, “Knackered, I barely slept all night.”
 
“Aww Zayn.”
 
There was another block of silence. Zayn simply gazed at his new born son; I could see the adoration grow in his eyes. “The um… the funeral is next Friday, if you wanna come… you don’t have to but.. yeah..”
 
I looked at Harry, “We’ll come,” He said, “if you want us there?”
 
Zayn turned to us and nodded, “Thank you.”
 
“It’s no problem.” I replied. “And if you need any help with Cal, like looking after him and stuff then we’re here.”
 
“Thanks,” Zayn said. “Liam said I could stay with him for a bit so he’s gonna help me.” He then turned back to the cot and put both hands in, lifting baby Cal out. He settled into Zayn’s arms immediately, he was a perfect fit. Cal then wrapped his tiny hand around Zayn’s finger, “We’ll be alright, won’t we buddy?” And as if he knew what he was saying, Cal gurgled. “Does one of you want to hold him?”
 
“I will.” I smiled. Zayn gently handed Cal to me, he instantly relaxed in my arms and fell right to sleep.
 
“He likes you.” Zayn beamed.
 
“He’s beautiful.”
 
Again there was a moment of silence, I was transfixed on Cal. He was so small and cute, and looked just like Zayn. The saying ‘like father, like son’ soon came to mind.
 
“So um, who is Cal’s Godfather?” Harry asked.
 
“Harry.” I sighed.
 
Zayn laughed nervously. “I… I was kind of gonna ask Liam mate…”
 
I looked at Harry, “Well I suppose he deserves it.” Zayn laughed. Harry then looked at me, “I can’t wait for ours now.”

I put this on tumblr earlier :-)
 
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Read All About It
 
As the crowd finished their applause as Emeli Sande took the stage to play her piece. She took her seat at the piano, glancing out to the crowd before beginning the melody for Read All About It, Pt 3. Backstage the members of One Direction were preparing themselves for their big performance. Liam Payne was stood with his long term girlfriend Danielle Peazer, and Zayn Malik was stood by himself. Niall Horan was simply being himself and was stuffing his face with a packet of crisps. Louis Tomlinson was stood in an embrace with his girlfriend Eleanor, she was of course whispering calming things to her ‘boyfriend’ to relax him before his big performance.
 
He was completely engaged and distracted by her, unaware that band mate Harry Styles was watching them with severe jealously in his eyes. He knew that it wasn’t real, but seeing them together like that wasn’t nice to see. The sad thing was, Harry and Louis, they weren’t allowed to be together. Eleanor took Louis into an embrace, in which Louis’ and Harry’s eyes met. They were glued together, neither of them unable to break the stare. Harry felt his heart begin to pound as he stared straight into the eyes of the older boy. His stomach began to ache as his palms soon became slightly sweaty. There was no denying Harry was in love. Louis felt the exactly same, his heart was pounding also, his stomach filling with butterflies as his eyes never once left Harry’s gaze. You could say the two were ‘star crossed lovers’.
 
The gaze, of course, was eventually broken as Liam called all the boys together. Harry saw Eleanor plant a kiss on Louis’ cheek, before letting go of him. The boys all grouped together in a sort of huddle, Harry and Louis obviously ending up opposite each other. As Liam gave them the usual inspirational speech Harry and Louis looked up, not paying attention to a word Liam was saying. It was like they were the only two in the world, staring at each other. A smile crept onto Louis’ face before he looked down at the ground.
 
The five boys then placed their hands into the centre of their little huddle. Harry’s hand fell on top of Louis’, the both of them feeling a chill down their spines. The thought was cheesy but it’s what they felt. Neither of them said a word though.
 
The boys all went their seperate ways then to get some last minute time before they went on stage. Harry tried approaching Louis, but Eleanor was with him by then. He watched them in envy. How he wished that was him. Just as he saw the pair, he could hear Emeli sing out her chorus;
 
'I wanna sing, I wanna shout, I wanna scream ‘til the words dry out, so put it in all of the papers, I’m not afraid, they can read all about it, read all about it…'
 
That’s when Harry decided enough was enough. Who cared about what people thought? He was in love with Louis, and Louis was in love with him. They couldn’t change that with a stupid cover up. They weren’t robots, they had feelings! He watched as Eleanor was lead away by a member of security, which left Louis stood alone. With a deep breath Harry began to walk towards him, heart pounding, stomach throbbing and head spinning. Was he really about to do this?
 
As he approached Louis turned and smiled, the smile that normally sent Harry crazy. ”Good luck mate,” Louis smiled, putting his arm around Harry and patting his back. “You’ll smash it.” Harry swallowed heavily and simply nodded in return.
 
As Emeli finished on stage the boys made their way up as their name was announced. They took their positions on the stage, Harry looking at Louis. Do it, he thought.
 
As Liam began to sing, the boys did their usual routine of moving around the stage, throwing their arms up to encourage the crowd and such.
 
Harry was waiting for the right moment.
 
As the end of the song neared, Harry knew he had to make his move. Fuck it. He made he way over to Louis, and without even a glace to the crowd he took Louis’ hand. Louis didn’t snatch his hand away, he just smiled. It was then the moment Harry was both dreading and excited for. He turned his entire body to face Louis, and without even a word to him his kissed him. As their lips crashed together it felt like they were the only two in the world again. Louis’ hands explored and ran through Harry’s curls as Harry’s hands remained on Louis’ waist.
 
Put it in all of the papers, Harry thought, I’m not afraid.

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I was at the front.
omg.
When they first came on I screamed Zayn's name and he looked at me like I was mad but laughed after :-) then Liam began pointing at people during One Thing and pointed at me!
 
And the best bit. Harry moved onto the side part of the stage which we were directly opposite and waved his hands up and down to encourage the crowd, and he looked down directly and me and my friend, and then at me omgbjafkjjf

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So I saw 1D yesterday... front row... got noticed by Harry, Liam and Zayn. All is good ;)
 
Anyway. Updateeeee with a new cover :-)
 
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Annie.
 
“Pink is such an overused colour though,” Harry said to me as he picked out some clothes for his trip to LA with the band. They were only going for a week for some band promotion, but it still felt like a long time. “I think her room should be something else, like light blue… or yellow?”
 
I sighed with my hands on my bump as I lay on our bed to watch him pack. “I like pink though, I want Darcy to be such a little girly girl.”
 
“But yellow is girly.” He said as he turned around, two shirts hung over his arm. “Anyway you’ve bought her just about everything there is to buy that’s pink!”
 
“It’s my first time doing that, and pink is girlier than yellow anyway.” I smiled. He placed the two shirts neatly into the suitcase before zipping it shut. “Do you have to go tomorrow? I know it’s only a week but I’ll still miss you.”
 
He smiled and sat by me, “I know, but it’s something we have to do. The management haven’t got anything set up like that until after you have Darcy though so don’t worry.”
 
I sat up slightly, “Good.” I then kissed his forehead. He then got his phone out and checked it briefly.
 
“Have you heard from Zayn yet?”
 
He shook his head as he slipped his phone away,
“Nope, none of us have. It’s like he’s just disappeared off the face of the earth.”
 
“You’ll see him before tomorrow, he’s probably on a spontaneous trip to Bradford, he hasn’t seen his mum in ages.”
 
“Maybe.” Harry said.
 
“I wouldn’t worry.” I told him.
 
Later that evening Louis and Becca returned from their day out in London. We decided that since they were leaving for LA the next day that we’d just spend the night together as a four. We ordered in a pizza and just sat around talking and laughing. Of course to start with Harry tried convincing Louis that yellow was more girly than pink, however he was in my favour and also insisted that we painted Darcy’s room pink. But the conversation eventually moved onto Becca and Louis’ attempts at trying for a baby.
 
“We tried again last night,” Louis told us, his arm around Becca.
 
“Oh lovely, thanks for that image Lou.” Harry groaned.
 
“Oh ha ha, you know I didn’t mean it like that.” Louis replied. “We’ve been trying for a while; if it doesn’t work this time then we’re going to look into adopting.”
 
“Aw that’s wonderful.” I smiled, my hand subconsciously moving to my bump.
 
“But yeah, we’re going to try again tonight so…” Louis said, a smirk appearing on his face.
 
“DUDE!” Harry exclaimed.
 
“You said warn you next time.” Louis said, his smirk slowly turning into a grin. “And we’d better not waste any time.” He added, looking at Becca.
 
“Just… go.” Harry whispered. Without a word they both stood up and ran into their rooms, the door slamming shut. “I don’t even want to know.” He whispered to me.
 
“Aw babe.” I smiled before kissing him.
 
“I love you so much you know.” He said to me, looking straight into my eyes. “I feel so lucky to have you.” He put his hand on my bump, and went to kiss it. “And you Darce, haven’t forgotten about you baby.”
 
She suddenly kicked just after he finished talking, “I think she heard you, here…” I put Harry’s hand where I felt the kick. After a few seconds she kicked again.
 
“That’s amazing.” He whispered.
 
“I know.” I replied. He took his hands off my bump, and sat forward. “Come on, we should be getting to bed too, I need to be up early remember?” I sighed and stood up. “I’ll tidy this up.” He offered.
 
“Don’t be long.” I said, kissing his lips. As I began walking away, Harry’s phone began vibrating on the coffee table. It was Zayn. “See I told you he’d call you.”
 
Harry smiled with a bit of relief and answered the
phone. “Mate, where are you? We’ve been lo-” He suddenly paused, his expression turning to a frown. “The hospital? Zayn are you okay?” There was another pause. “Right we’ll be there as soon as we can.” Harry said, urgency in his voice as he hung up.
 
“Is Zayn okay?” I asked.
 
He shrugged, “I don’t know, he just said to meet him at the hospital.” He said. I saw the worry in his eyes; he and Zayn were close just like he and Louis were. If anything were to happen to him… “I’ll get Becca and Louis.” He said.
 
When we arrived at the hospital we saw Zayn stood outside waiting for us. As we pulled up in front of him I saw he was smoking, and from what I’d learnt Zayn rarely smoked anymore unless he was extremely stressed or nervous. Harry and Louis were the first ones out of the car.
 
“Zayn are you okay?” They both asked frequently. Zayn didn’t seem to answer; instead he shakily put out the cigarette and looked at the two of them.
 
“It’s all fucking going wrong,” Zayn’s voice cracked as he began to cry. “It’s all gone wrong.”
 
Harry put his arm around him. “Mate what do you mean? Are you okay?”
 
Zayn nodded, “I’m… me… I’m okay I think… but…” He couldn’t put his words together.
 
“We need to get him inside, I’ll get him a coffee and he can explain then.” I suggested. The boys and Becca agreed.
 
We took Zayn inside, but he decided he was okay to take us to where he’d apparently been for the last few days. As the lift doors opened, I recognised the ward instantly but it took Harry a few moments.
 
“Zayn… why are we in the Maternity ward?” Harry asked, Louis also raised his eyebrow.
 
Zayn looked down, “I um… there’s something I… I need to tell you… and I didn’t know how to tell you before, but I was gonna but… but then it all went wrong…”
 
“Zayn what’s going on?” Louis asked.
 
“I’ve been seeing this girl, way before you met Annie,” He directed to Harry. “Things were great, but because of previous relationships I… I didn’t want to make it public so we decided to keep it a secret.”
 
“Even from us?” Harry asked.
 
Zayn nodded, his eyes filling with tears. “If no one knew then…” He looked down. “But then it all went wrong, when I met her she told me she had a heart condition that she was born with…”
 
“Oh Zayn, has something happened to her?” Becca asked.
 
He didn’t seem to gesture anything, he simply continued, “It went wrong because I… I… she fell pregnant.”
 
“Pregnant?” Harry asked in shock. I think we were all in shock. Zayn nodded again. “Why didn’t you tell us?”
 
“Because I couldn’t!” He said loudly, the tears almost streaming down his face now. “At first I thought we could handle it, but then when she came close to the end her heart wasn’t coping and… and the reason you haven’t seen me was because… I brought her in here, and they delivered the baby but I haven’t been allowed to see them yet.” He then burst into tears, Harry and Louis both at his side and putting their arms around him. “I can’t lose them.” He whispered tearfully.
 
I’d never seen Zayn cry before, and it broke my heart. I never thought it a million years Zayn would have children so soon, but to go through this as well… At that point, a nurse emerged from the room we were waiting outside of with a small bundle in her arms.
 
“Mr Malik?” He looked up, hope in his eyes. “You have a son.” The hope grew in his eyes as the nurse handed the bundle to Zayn. The baby boy in his arms looked just like him.
 
“F.ucking hell…” Louis muttered under his breath as we all gazed at Zayn’s son.
 
Zayn seemed so lost in his son’s face; I don’t think I’d ever seen this look before. “However, I’m afraid your girlfriend went into cardiac arrest after we had got the baby out,” Zayn’s look of adoration soon changed into a look of agony. “I’m sorry Mr Malik, we did everything we could.” As the nurse walked away, Zayn seemed to go into shock.
 
“Mate…” Harry said. He looked at his son again, fast asleep in his arms. “Zayn?”
 
Zayn’s eyes were still full of tears, I couldn’t imagine feeling how he was feeling. “I… I need to… sit down…” He said, his eyes vacant.
 
Harry and Louis sat him down, the baby boy still fast asleep in his arms. “Here mate, let me take him, you need some time.” Harry offered.
 
Zayn shook his head. “He stays with me, he’s my son.”
 
“I’ll go call Paul and the boys to tell them what’s happened.” Louis said, getting his phone out and walking through the double doors, Becca following him.
 
Without a word, I took Louis’ seat. The little boy looked so much like. “Can I get you anything Zayn, do you need anything?” I asked.
 
He didn’t speak for a moment; he just looked at the baby. Harry and I glanced at each other, he looked heartbroken which didn’t surprise me, they’ve never been through anything like this before. “I need a name for my son.”
 
“Zayn you need to-”
 
“My little boy needs a name Harry.” Zayn interjected.
 
Harry looked at me again, I shrugged. “Um… did you have any in mind?” He asked.
 
“We never talked about it.” He whispered with his eyes fixed on his son. “Well… there was two that she liked but…”
 
“Well what were they?” I asked.
 
“Nathan and Callum.” He said.
 
“Nathan Callum… Callum Nathan…” Harry mumbled.
 
Just as he said that, a tiny smile crept onto Zayn’s face. “Callum Nathan… Callum Malik…” He smiled.
 
“That’s his name, little Cal…” He looked at his son with adoration.
 
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