Zaya's POV
"Zaya this is Zion, your baby brother."
As if this day couldn't get anymore interesting. There was another Harper boy roaming around on this earth. Between Zayn and Zion, Zion is really the one that favors our dad. The height, the body type, the beard, but it was his eyes that sealed the deal for me.
He had that loving yet dangerous look to him, just like dad.
"So you're Zaya?" He asked.
"I am.." I said.
"I promise you she's pretty, I just had to teach her little young ass a lesson that's all." Normani said.
"I see. I bet she won't do that again." Zion said.
I chuckled softly, "No worries."
Zion sat next to me on the couch and we just sat there looking at each other for a moment. "You got a big head." He said.
"And your ears don't fit yours." I said.
"Yep y'all are definitely related." Justine said.
Justine sat on the other side of me and began working on my face. Normani sat back and laughed at my young, dumb, ass. I will never in my life roll up on a woman like that ever again. If she could whoop my ass like that at 40 something I know she was hell in her 20s.
"After Zay's funeral I got really sick. I chopped it up to being broken-hearted and witnessing the love of my life dying in my arms. I passed out in my apartment one day and got rushed to the hospital. I was stressed out, dehydrated, and pregnant. The doctor even said he didn't know how the baby was alive because I was in such bad shape. At that moment getting revenge didn't matter, making sure I brought my son into this world safely became priority." Normani said.
"And here I was thinking Zayn and I were the only ones." I said.
"Oh baby I was throwing this thing at your father back in the day." Normani said.
"Ewww!" Zayn and I said in unison.
"Baby you wouldn't be here if it wasn't for me." Normani said.
"TMI, for real." Zion said.
"Agreed." I said.
"Zaya, Zayn, I loved your father way too much to kill him." Normani said.
I couldn't even begin to put words together. It's all be a lie. Now that I know the truth I don't know what I wanna do. Once things for certain I won't be able to look at my father and mother the same. I won't even waste my breath on telling Zayn because he won't even believe me.
I got up and grabbed my side, "I think I've heard enough for one night. Ima head back to my hotel."
"You're not going anywhere this time of night by yourself." Zayn said.
"I'll be fine." I said.
"No, he's right. We got plenty of room here, take your happy behind you to the guest room and sleep." Normani said.
