Shreya's POV:

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I bellowed as I walked in to the house with Harry hot in my heels.

"Hello to you too! Thank you for welcoming me into your humble abode" She replied sarcastically as she made herself comfortable in the couch.

"You wanna play that way then, right! Hello my dear best friend who went missing since I don't know when and congratulations on the baby!" I gritted glaring at her.

"Shre" She groaned rubbing her temples.

"Don't Shre me! What the fuck happened, Diya?!" I bellowed at her. She flinched.

"Can you spare me five minutes before you go all banshee on me" She gave me a hard glare as she stood up again glaring at me.

"Yes" I heard my brother speak behind me.

I turned around to see him with his gaze fixed at her. His eyes were red and his lips sealed in a straight line. He walked past me and took a seat on the couch opposite to Diya with his eyes set sharply on her. Diya flinched tearing her eyes from his as she shifted in her couch.

"If you're planning to escape I must inform you, all the gates are locked" Louis chided in. Diya took a deep breath and focussed on the coffee table.

"Yes, I am pregnant" She said in a clear voice.

"Who's the father? When did you find out?" I questioned her as I looked at her helplessly. I felt Harry's arm snake around my shoulder when she looked up, her eyes directed at Zayn.

"It was late April. I had ghosted almost everybody I know for a month. I was in London when I fainted in the middle of work for the third time in a row. My assistants rushed me to the hospital and I discovered that I was pregnant." She let out a shuddered breath.

"A month after I started filming? My head is gonna burst" I whispered yet, loud in the quiet room.

"I was clueless and scared. I didn't know what I was gonna do or say so I stayed incognito until today" She finished as she sipped water from the glass placed before her.

"I take it your parents don't know but the father of the kid? Who is it?" I asked as I inched towards the couch.

"I believe he just found out,Shre" She said as a tear slid down her face.

The boys gasped, and their eyes were directed at the man on the couch, my brother. His shoulders slumped as his back hit the back of the couch. You gotta be fucking kidding me. My brother is the father?

"You gotta be fucking kidding me" He gritted his teeth.

"I am sorry, Zayn. I didn't know how to tell you" She began sobbing and my brother, I couldn't tell what was going on with him. He was of course angry but also hurt.

"A call on the day you found out would have been sufficient I believe" He spat.

"You don't understand" She spoke between her sobs.

"What have you decided?" He asked her plainly.

"I would understand if you don't want to be a part of the baby's life but I will be" She said as she wiped her tears away.

"You stupid woman, how did even the thought of me abandoning my child enter your head!? I was asking about your decision as of when you were planning to tell me" He bellowed as he stood up angrily.

"I think we should give them privacy" I whispered to the boys who quietly moved with me to the kitchen oblivious to the new parents to be.

Zayn's POV:

"Honestly, I don't know. I didn't know how you would react and you had a reputation to withhold that could easily be tarnished by this news" She said in a quiet voice looking at her feet.

"I love you,Diya. Nothing would have mattered to me more than you and the baby. I would have given up everything in a heartbeat for you" I spoke my heart as I rounded the coffee table and sat beside her and wrapped an arm around her shoulder. She sunk into me as she began crying again and I just held her.

"I was scared, Zayn. I didn't know what my parents would think of me and I was the one who turned your proposal down. I goddamn broke your heart" She cried.

"Shush, you got me now, okay? We will be okay. And you goddamn healed my heart" I kissed the top of her head.

"I am so sorry, I should have told you earlier" She said as tears rained down her face.

"Yes, you should have but now let it go. I am glad I decided to come to that coffee shop" I chuckled as tears began streaming down my face.

"Me too" She laughed as she wiped my years and sunk into my embrace, holding me tight as if I would disappear if she loosened her hold.

I was going to be a father. If I let that sink in now, I might die of anxiety attack. Before that I have to figure out another thing. I separated our frames and held her at arm's reach.

"Diya, will you do the honour of being my girlfriend?" I asked her.

"Yes, a million times yes" She laughed as I captured her lips in mine.

"How long are you?" I asked her as I tenderly placed my hand at her stomach.

"Two months" She replied with a smiled as she fondly held my hand.

"Does my child atleast knew who the father is?" I asked her with a ghost of a smile.

"I believe he just felt the touch of his father" She replied with a radiant smile.

"He?" I asked looking at her doe eyes.

"Mother's instincts" She answered proudly feeling her stomach with my hand.

"Well, my father's instincts say she is my princess" I said as I kissed her stomach.