Six Becomes Three (Sequel to Six People, Three Couples, One Story)

I Have to Tell You Something

Lyndsey's POV:

I laid in bed with Niall as we watched the Bachelor on the television. I have been pregnant for an entire month now and I still haven't told Niall. My baby bump is barely noticeable but I have worn baggy clothes anyway so that Niall wouldn't notice. It has taken me so much time to finally come up with an idea on how I was going to tell Niall that were were expecting but tonight is when I tell him the exciting news. 

"Niall, would you mind grabbing me a piece of bread from the oven?" I asked. 

He looked at me and said, "My wife wants a midnight snack, she shall have a midnight snack."

I laughed as Niall got out of bed and headed downstairs to the kitchen. I quickly shot out of the bed and ran into the closet where I had hidden a kiddy golf set. I placed it in front of the bed before sprinting to my nightstand, grabbing the ultrasound photo, and positioning it on top of the bed. I looked at everything for a couple of seconds before rushing back to the bed. 

"Honey," Niall called. "There aren't any breads in the oven but there are buns. Is this what you want?"

"Yes sweetie," I yelled. "And can you get me some pickles from the fridge and ice cream from the fridge?"

"What are ya," Niall paused. "Pregnant?"

I couldn't help but chuckle. I thought this was going to be absolutely hilarious. 

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs so I turned my attention back onto the television. He came into the bedroom with a jar of pickles, chocolate ice cream, and a bun in his arms. He stopped when he saw what was on the bed. 

"What is that?" He asked. 

"Huh," I said as I continued to ignore him. 

Niall took a few steps closer before stopping. He looked over at the kiddy golf clubs and ultrasound before looking down at the food in his arms. All of a sudden, Niall dropped everything on the floor. I immediately sat up to check the floor. He better have not stained my carpet!

He slid is feet over to the bottom of the bed where he inspected the golf clubs. It was like he got hit with a bus. Then, he grabbed the ultrasound and lifted it up to his face. He squinted his eyes and immediately began to tear up. 

"What is this?" 

I didn't respond. I remained quiet. 

"Lyndsey, are you pregnant?"

I smiled and nodded my head. Niall jumped into the air and began spinning around as he screamed into the air. He ran over to me and jumped onto the bed before crawling over to me, smooshing me with his weight. 

"Niall, Niall be careful of the baby," I vocalized as I placed my hand on my belly. 

Niall laid on his side while he gently placed his hand on my stomach. He began stroking my belly softly before kissing it. It was sweet seeing Niall like this. 

"Are you happy?" I whispered. 

Niall leaned in and placed his lips on mine. When our lips parted he murmured, "Happy doesn't even describe how I feel right now."

"I'm glad." I blushed. 

"How far along are we?"

"A month." I replied. 

"Eight months of fun left to go," Niall beamed.