#162 Airports - Zayn - NOT MINE

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Zayn: Zayn has a protective arm wrapped around your shoulders as you walk through Heathrow airport, heads bowed, footsteps in sync, trying to ignore the hundreds of camera flashes going off every second, all trying to get a picture of the newest big thing to happen to One Direction. They've had to step up security, eight body guards walking each side of you, glaring at everyone, yelling for people to move back. It's quite overwhelming, and you can't help but sink further into Zayn's comforting warmth, while he presses a quick kiss to your temple. "You're fine," he mumbles, tugging you closer. "(Y/N)! Move your bag! Let us see your stomach!" The yelling and commands are loud and harsh, and you hold your satchel closer to your abdomen, covering the small swell that's rounding your top. "Are you really pregnant?" You smile into Zayn's shoulder, and he's beaming to, even with this mad rush surrounding the two of you, none of it can ruin the high the two of you are riding, both ecstatic from the fact that you're carrying Zayn's child.

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