Zayn furiously blinked his eyes, his brain trying to figure out what was happening.

Fuck. whatever it is feels good, his body was shivering slightly, the hair at back of his head standing up. What was happening? He blinked again forcing his brain to wake up, eyes opening widely. It was daylight, sun shining through the curtains. Even though he was shivering a little bit, his body felt relaxed. A moan then escaped his mouth unexpectedly, his head rolled back, his hands instinctively gripped the sheets. "Shit" he mumbled feeling

hot breath on his dick, then something soft and wet engulfing it moving up and down, his hand reach down between his grabbing something soft and fluffy. Harry's head full of curls..

"Haz"

Zayn looked down to see Harry taking him in his mouth, moving up and down cheeks hollow. He moaned out, back arching when Harry played with his balls, tongue swirling around his head and down again. Harry had no gag reflex and Zayn's dick was hitting the back of his throat, he closed his eyes shut, hand on Harry's head pushing him against his dick and toes curling. It didn't take long and he was cumming down Harry's throat.

"Morning, baby" rasped Harry moving closer to kiss him. Zayn's hand gripped the back of Harry's neck deepening the kiss, not caring about morning breath.

Harry was between his legs, hard as rock against his thigh.

"Fuck me" Zayn wanted to feel Harry inside of him again, he can take him dry. He wanted to feel the pain and the pleasure of Harry stretching him, he was craving it this morning, he just couldn't explain the need, "please Haz" he sucked on Harry's neck, rolling his hips. Harry's dick was leaking, sliding their members against each other..

"Baby.." Harry groaned.

"I can take it, Haz.." Zayn was so horny.

"I don't want to hurt you, baby. Let me just..." He moved his fingers to Zayn's mouth, "Suck" and Zayn did, twirling his tounge, sucking the two fingers in his mouth till they were lubricated. Once Harry was satisfied they were wet enough, he pushing them past his rim, moving back and forth, scissoring and open him up. Harry use his own spit as lube on his dick and grabbed one of Zayn's legs moved it over his shoulder as he pushed in.

"Shit" Zayn hissed when he felt Harry slide past his rim, both hands digging on Harry's forearms, "You're fucking big, fuck" Zayn moaned, moving his hip slightly to ease the pain..

"Do you want me to stop?" Harry asked voice strained, he was ready but if Zayn wasn't, he would wait..

"Fuck no, just..just push slowly yeah"

"Do you want more lube, I can get some" Zayn grabbed his neck and pulling him down for a heated kiss.

"Can you just shut up and fuck me" he tugged Harry's hair harshly, "Fuck me--shiiit" Zayn cried out when, with no warning Harry fucked him deep and fast at an incredible speed, those gym sessions were paying off for Harry, he had stamina and could go on for hours.

But right now, he was close and needed his baby to cum with him. He lifted Zayn's hips, hoisted his other leg over his shoulder as he rammed into him even faster. He looked down watching his own dick disappear into Zayn, he squeezed Zayn's hips so tight, pulling him up to meet his thrusts.

Zayn was blabbering nonsense, his hand reaching to touch himself as his stomach tensed up, he was so close to his release. Harry knocked his hand off, changing the angle, hitting Zayn's sensitive spot and Zayn was cumming again with a series of fuck's and Harry's name. Harry came as soon when he clenched so tightly on him like a vice grip, he couldn't even move, his whole body still as he filled Zayn's walls with his load. He grinded their hips together slowly, finishing them off till Zayn's breathing was even.

"Good morning again, baby" Harry said pulling out, laying next to Zayn. He stared at him, hand tracing his face.

"Haz" Zayn eyes were half closed, his mouth open, he turned his head looking at Harry with a smile. What a way to wake him up. Harry kissed him again softly not deepening the kiss.

"Did you dream about me? You've been asleep for, twelve hours" Harry said looking at the clock.

"Yeah, I did dream about you" Zayn had to kiss him again cause Harry's lips were so pink. "Thank you for the wake up call.."

"The pleasure was mine, baby" Harry kissed him, "What happened to you yesterday, you were asleep when I got home" he asked leaning down to pick.a dirty shirt on the floor, cleaned Zayn's stomach before pulling him on top of him and kissed his forehead. Zayn had both hands on Harry's chest, his chin resting on the them, looking at his boyfriend.

"Don't know. Was just tired yesterday I guess. I mean, I remember Liam bringing me home last night and I must have just passed out after that" Zayn explained drawing circles on his chest.

"Liam was here when I got home, he did tell me he brought you over from work" Harry was playing with Zayn's hair giving him bangs. "What happened at work? Were you not well?"

"I was sick all day yesterday, couldn't keep anything down. Louis tried to get me to eat, but everything was coming up. I think it was around five when Louis told me to go home"

"Why didn't you call me baby, I would have come get you?"

"Liam came to visit and didn't mind taking me home"

"Mmmm.." Harry kissed his forehead again, moving his hair back, "How are you this morning? Feeling better? You've got colour in your face this morning"

"I do feel a bit better, I mean I still got that feeling like I'm going to be sick, but its better than yesterday"

"Good, cause we've got at least three hours before your appointment. What do you want to eat, I'll make whatever you want"

"Just tea will be fine Haz, I dont wanna chance it you know"

"Okay, how about I run us a bath? I'll wash your hair and make you a cuppa after, huh. How about that?" Harry said running his fingers up and down Zayn's back, leaving goosebumps.

"Sounds nice" Zayn said his face on Harry's neck blowing kisses inbetween yawns.

"You can sleep for a bit if you want, I'll wake you up"

"Sounds good to me" Zayn said squeezing Harry's sides, his head on Harry's chest.

Harry squeezed him right back, kissing his hair. He remembered how he returned from work yesterday to find Zayn fast asleep and cuddled to Liam on the couch. He had carried him to their bedroom, put him in his pyjamas and tucked him in bed. Zayn had been so clingy and Harry had to stay with him till he was settled and asleep again.

Liam was still waiting in the lounge for him when he finally removed himself from Zayn. Liam had told him Louis called him to take Zayn home. It seemed Zayn had woken up before Louis came back from his meal with Eleanor and was sick again. Jake helped, staying with him most of the afternoon. Zayn had been quite clingy and Louis had found them cuddled on Zayn's couch when he came back, Jake rubbing his back. Jake had then offered to take Zayn home but Louis had declined his help, and called Liam. Harry's hands were in fists all the while Liam was telling the story. He was ready to strangle Jake.

*

They were on the way to the doctors, Zayn munching on a banana. He was still nauseous but no vomiting yet. He

was singing along to whatever song was on the radio, moving his shoulders side to side and in a good mood, Harry kept looking at him smiling, he just loves him. They got there earlier and were waiting to be called in, Zayn sitting on Harry's lap. Where else..

"Malik" a nurse called them in and a doctor was already waiting for them, he introduced himself as soon as they got in. The nurse had asked Zayn for a urine sample and done a blood test when he came in and the doctor had the results.

"I'm doctor Jonas, nice to meet you Mr Malik"

"Zayn please, this is Harry my better half" Zayn said squeezing Harry's hand.

"Sit down please"

"Thanks" Harry and Zayn said at the same time.

"What brought you here today, Mr Malik?" The doctor chuckled to himself, "..sorry Zayn"

"Well, I've just been feeling sick lately especially in the mornings. My stomach hurts and I can't keep anything down"

"Any other symptoms?"

"Just tired all the time, always peeing" laughed Zayn biting his lip.

"Have you had unprotected sex, huh, recently?"

"Yes" Zayn looked at Harry biting the inside of his mouth.

"Zayn, I need to ask you a question? Nothing serious dont worry"

"Okay" Zayn looked at Harry again, but he was looking at his feet, not making eye contact.

"Have you ever heard about male pregnancy?"

Harry shifted in his chair taking a deep breath, feeling lightheaded. Oh God..

"Yes I have..." Zayn said suddenly feeling hot and breathless.

"Well, good to hear because this won't come as shock, I hope"

"Okay" whispered Zayn and Harry could be heard taking a deep breath.

"Congratulations, you're pregnant. The tests done on you confirmed it" the doctor nodded at him, Harry didn't look too good. "I've made an appointment for an ultrasound for you, to determine how far along you are" The doctor had continued after both had just stared at him open mouthed. Harry looking the worst, like he was gonna pass out.

"Mr Malik..Zayn. Do you understand what I said?" Zayn nodded, shaking the doctor's hand when he offered it. He stood up but Harry was still in his chair shaking his head looking ready to puke.

"What, how? This can't be happening. Are you sure he's pregnant?" He asked before getting up and opened the door lleavingZayn behind, "oh my God I'm going to be sick"

"There are options available if-" the doctor started.

"I'm keeping my baby, I don't need options" Zayn interjected before the doctor finished with whatever..

"Again, congratulations. The nurse at the reception will give you more information"

Zayn thanked him, looking at Harry, the father of his unborn child, disappear around the corner, leaving him behind. At least one of them was thrilled about the news. If it has to do this on his own, then he would. His hand protectively touched his stomach, he is going to love this baby like he loved their father. No options required..