When I woke up in the morning, I didn't want to open my eyes right away. I could feel the rise and fall of Zayn's chest underneath my head. It has been a while since I've been comforted like this, so I wanted to make it last. Unfortunately, that didn't happen.

Harry barged in the front door of my house. I had given him a key for when he picks Kayden up from school.

"Lou I need to talk to- "He stopped.

I opened my eyes and saw him looking at me and Zayn with an unreadable expression. I jumped up, and when I did, Zayn woke up too.

"I'm sorry. I should go." Harry said and started walking back towards the door.

"No." Zayn said, getting up. "You stay, I'll go." He gave me a pointed look and walked out, closing the door Harry had left open behind him.

"I'm sorry." Harry said. I gave him a confused look. "For interrupting." He clarified.

"No. It's fine." I told him. "We need to talk anyways."

He sighed but then nodded and sat down on the couch next to me.

"Lou. Whatever he said, he's lying. Please don't take Kayden away from me. I love her so much. Please don't- "

"Harry, what are you on about?!" I asked him. "I am not taking her away from you." Then it hit me. "Wait. What did you say?"

"Uh... don't take Kayden away from me?" He questioned.

"After that."

"Please?"

"Before that."

"I love her." He said confidently.

"You do?" I whispered.

"Of course I do. Who couldn't love her? She has single handedly stolen my entire heart."

Hearing him say this made me want to just bask in the comfort that it brought me. He loves her. He actually loves Kayden. I couldn't believe it. I have spent all this time being terrified that he was going to hurt her, all while he was growing to love her.

I smiled brightly, reached over, and hugged him. "Thank you." I told him sincerely.

"For loving my daughter? Lou..." He said while hugging back. "You do not need to thank me, for anything."

I nodded. Then I realized he thought I was going to take Kayden away. What the hell?

"Why did you think I was going to take Kayden away from you?" I asked, confused.

He looked down at his hands in his lap. "Because of how I threatened Zayn last night." He answered.

"Oh." I said.

"I'm sorry so Lou. It's just seeing him with her made me so mad because he was cheating on you. How could he do that? Oh my god. Now I just blurted out that he is cheating on you. That is not how this is supposed to go. I'm sorry. Let me start again." He rambled.

"Harry, I have to tell you- "I tried.

"He doesn't deserve you Lou. You deserve so much better. Please don't be mad at me for telling you this." He continued

"Harry I have to tell you something." I tried again.

"I just don't think that you should stay with someone who would do that to you. But if you want to, then that's really your own business. I don't really have a say in the- "

"HARRY!" I interrupted him and smacked my hand over his mouth to keep him from talking. He looked at me with wide eyes. "Shut up." I told him. He nodded. "I have to tell you something."

"Okay." he mumbled against my hand. I pulled my hand away.

"Zayn and I... we're sort of... well we're not exactly..." I couldn't think of how to phrase this.

"Spit out Lou." He said.

"We aren't dating. We kind of never were?" I said, sounding more like a question than a statement.

"I'm not sure I follow." He said confused.

"I lied." I started. "I mean, you assumed he was my boyfriend, and you got all jealous. So I didn't correct you and I told Zayn to play along because he owed me."

"Woah, woah." He said. "I did not get jealous."

I chuckled. "Yeah you really did." I said.

"Did not." He said childishly.

"Okay babe. Whatever helps you sleep at night." The term of endearment slipped, but I couldn't help but notice the blush on his cheeks when I said it.

"So you mean to tell me that I just assaulted Zayn last night for no reason?" He asked.

I broke out into hysterical laughter and nodded. After a few seconds of looking mad, Harry started to laugh too. After a few minutes we calmed down.

"Yeah." I laughed. "I definitely didn't expect that to happen."

He lightly smacked my arm. "Of course not, you little shit." He said. "So nothing is going on with Zayn? You two seemed awfully cozy together this morning."

I shook my head. "No. He came over here to tell me about what happened with you at one o'clock in the morning. And then we fell asleep." I explained. "We've been best mates since we were in diapers. He is actually Kayden's godfather, and if you had payed closer enough attention, she calls him Uncle Zayn."

Harry chuckled again at this and shook his head. "You really are the worst." He said.

"I know." I smiled. I looked at the clock and noticed it was time to get Kayden ready for school. When Harry and I got up to her room, we noticed she was already awake and had gotten herself dressed.

"Hey princess." I said to her.

"Hi." She answered sadly, looking between me and Harry.

Harry and I gave each other a confused look. Normally she gets really excited to see Harry, no matter how many times he comes over.

"Everything okay?" He asked her.

"I don't want to talk about it." She said, pushing past us and walking downstairs.

"Well that was weird." Harry said.

"She is probably just in a mood. I'm sure it's fine. Every kid has bad days." I explained.

He shrugged and we started walking downstairs as well. After having breakfast, Harry left and I drove Kayden to school. She has been acting weird all morning, but I tried not to think too much about it. She probably just didn't sleep well last night or something. She can't be in a good mood all of the time.