YOURS {N.H} SEQUEL TO WHO KNOWS

PART 35

PART 35

MEGS P.O.V

"You don't have to be such a bitch about it." He snaps at me as I'm getting under the covers.

"Oh I'm sorry I didn't realise I was the bitch because I wanted to spend time with you, the bloody father of my fucking child and my fucking husband!" I look at him directly in the eyes, waiting for him to break the painful stare before the threatening tears spill out my eyes. "And before we start talking about having another baby I'd like to do it when you're sober because when you're drunk you're not even the man I fell in love with. Just some strange person living in our house."

"Meg, I'm sorry." He begs, placing his hands on my face making me look directly at him.

"No don't." I turn making sure that his hands fall away from my face. "I'm going to sleep. You're stressing me out." I grumble, pulling the sheets over me again. "It really isn't hard to care about someone Niall, and I've got one question for you. When was the last time you told me that you loved me?"

There's a long silence. It's been awhile since he said the small three words to me. I never see him anymore. By the time I wake up in the morning to get Olah ready he has already left for work and when he gets back he's always too drunk or too tired to say it.

"Exactly." I whisper, my throat burning.

I felt Niall get up, his silhouette moved through the room, down the stairs and out the front door with a loud bang, breaking my heart.

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I stayed awake all night waiting for him to come back home but he didn't.

Relief washed over me when Olah walk into my room around seven, causing me to thank god because another minute or second lying awake wondering where Niall was would've made me go insane.

"Hey little princes." I smiled, bringing her close to me under the covers.

"Where's daddy?" She asked sniffling when I realized that she'd been crying. I looked down at her, tears still filling her eyes.

"It's okay, don't cry. Daddy's gone out and he'll be back later I'm sure." I answered her, stroking he hair and placing a gentle kiss on top of her head.

After about thirty minutes Olah was still sniffling and had small tears still escaping the corners of her eyes as we still laid in bed waiting for Niall to yet return.

I called and texted him repeatedly but there was no answer.

"Hey, how about we go for a walk to auntie Perrie's and uncle Zayn's house?" Thinking that Niall would be there as Perrie has gone back on tour with the rest of little mix, leaving their place an easy target for a lad's night.

Slowly nodding her head a faint "okay" left her mouth.

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Half an hour later we were stood I front of Perrie's and Zayn's front door that had a tone of noise coming from the other side. It was only eight in the morning...

I looked down at Olah getting her out of her push chair and smiled trying to make her happier as we waited for someone to answer the door.

"Oh hey Meg." Zayn greeted me, clearly drunk as he used the door frame to hold his body up. "Aw Olah why ya crying love?" He asked bending down to her level in my arms.

"Where's daddy uncle Zayn?" She asked in between sobs.

Zayn suddenly got a look of pure horror across his face.

"He left last night and hasn't been back since, do you know where he is?" I asked, my voice sounding strained and saw from last night's arguing.

"Uh yeah, he's here." He replied, scratching his head that gave the impression that he wasn't sure if I should come in it not. After a seconds thought he stepped aside with a tilt to the head gesturing for me to go inside.