Niall Horan Imagines 2

20 : Change of Plans (Part 3)

(Y/N)'s POV

“I clearly told Doctor Gomez not to tell you anything.” Niall answered

“Why can't you ask me? I'm your wife and you're supposed to talk to me because that's how this relationship works. We need to communicate to each other, Niall.” I said

“We do talk, (Y/N).” Niall said and looks up to me

“We do small talks Niall and that's it.” I said “Ever since we found out I was pregnant it all started to change.” I took a deep sigh and palmed my face “You know how difficult this is for me?!” I said as I try to fight back my tears “I feel like I'm doing this alone, Niall! We should be a team here. It's part of our marriage. A baby is part of having a family.”

“You don't get it.” He mumbled

“Then tell me and explain it to me!” I frustratedly said

“I was betrayed, (Y/N)! I ask you to do one simple favour and you didn't listen.” Niall said his voice raising “It's still hurts me. I trusted you on taking birth control shots but you just forgot your appointments and look where we are right now.” He stood up and said “I told you that I wasn't ready to be a father and have kids. But you won't just listen.”

“I didn't mean to, Niall.” I said as tears starts to fall down my cheeks

“Because you're so fucking irresponsible!” Niall shouted “God!” Niall walks out and run his fingers through his hair

I followed him then he turned around making me stop from my tracks “I didn't want this, (Y/N). But you left me no choice.”

“I am not happy on the fact that I got pregnant the way we didn't plan it.” I said “But wake the fuck up, Niall! In a couple of months our baby will be born. So you better tell me right now if you want to raise this baby with me or not.”

He just kept quiet and sat at the end of the stairs.

“I'm tired of this, Niall. I'm tired of trying to understand you. I'm tired of pretending that I'm fine but I'm not.” I said while I wiped my tears away with the back of my hand “I'm so fucking tired.”

I walked out and head to the walk-in closet to pack my stuffs. It's clear to me that he doesn't want to help me raise our baby.

While I was packing my toiletries I felt a sharp pain hit my stomach making me scream. I held my stomach with my hand and took a deep breath. It feels like I'm being stabbed by a couple of knives.

When I looked down, I can see blood falling down on my legs.

My vision started to blur. I can tell that I'm going to pass out anytime soon.

“(Y/N)?” I heard Niall entering the bathroom “Oh, shit.”

He picked me up bridal style while whispering comforting words to me.

“Hey, baby. Stay with me.” Niall said as calmly as possible “Look at me, don't close your eyes. You're going to be okay.”

He buckles my seatbelt as soon as he puts me down on the passenger seat.

“Niall.” I whispered as I get weaker by the second

“Just stay with me, okay?” He said and kissed my forehead

Niall's POV

While I was driving to the hospital, I called Doctor Gomez about (Y/N)'s situation and she said she'll meet us to the hospital.

“Alright, doc. We'll be there in five minutes.” I said before ending the call

I looked on my right to check up on (Y/N) and she started to get pale.