Chapter Thirty-Five

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*Emma's POV*

I am so mad right now, I'm mad at Michael. And I'm mad at Niall, which is incredibly hard because I'm so happy I got him back, but I didn't want Trish to trade herself for him, that's the last thing I would want, I finally get her back and she just gives herself up for Niall.

"Look, Mae. I'm sorry, but you know we couldn't fight all of those men, we had to leave her." Michael says, he called me Mae.

Oh no, the tears are coming.

"Emmy?" Niall asks when he notices me about to cry, "Oh god, okay. 'ere" He says holding out his arms while sitting on the couch. I walk over to him sitting down beside him and nuzzling my face into his neck. "'Kay maybe not there." He whispers pulling my arm off his ribs moving it to a place that wouldn't hurt.

"Sorry." I whisper slowly calming down my crying, I lay with Niall for a couple minutes as Mike sits on a chair on his phone.

Oh shit. I rush to get off Niall without hurting him he looks up at me confused, when he sees my hand over my mouth he widens his eyes and points at the bathroom behind us. I start bolting to the bathroom getting to the toilet lifting up the seat and getting down on my knees.

"Mike? Can you go help her?" I hear Niall ask. Seconds later Michael is walking in and he's kneeling beside me grabbing my hair and holding it back.

"I hate you for this." He mumbles, looking away I hear him sigh very fucking dramatically. I pull back from the toilet sitting down on the ground, he lets go of my hair sitting beside me against the wall. "I love her." He mumbles. I sit up again crawling back to the toliet throwing up my entire fucking lungs. I thought morning sickness was only supposed to be in the mornings? I pull back sitting back down beside him, wiping my mouth with the back of my hand.

"You what?" I ask turning to look at him. He just hums leaning forward to flush the toilet. "Mike." I trail off. "She's engaged." I tell him watching as he sits back down beside me looking over at me.

"No, really?" he says, his voice laced with heavy sarcasm. I roll my eyes standing up form the floor, I hold out my hand for him to take. he grabs m hand and I pull him up to the ground. "You're strong." He tells me making me smile. "Mae, you can't tell her. promise me?" He asks, I nod my head looking down at the ground. I hate keeping things from her but I know he has to tell her.

"I promise, but you need to tell her yourself." I tell him grabbing my toothbrush out of of its holder. I watch in the mirror as he nods his head at me, he puts his hand on my shoulder squeezing it lightly before walking out of the bathroom.

I continue to brush my teeth, when I finish I turn off the bathroom light and walk out, I look around my house not seeing Niall or Mike.

"Your not good at this!" I hear Niall yell, I divert my attention to where his voice came from.

"I never said I was!" Michael yells from the stairs. I look up seeing Michael desperately try and help Niall up the stairs. of for god sake. I start walking up the stairs pulling my hand on Niall's back pushing him up the stairs.

"Yeah, make the pregnant one do it." I say as Niall reaches the top step, I watch as Michael turns around looking at Niall.

"I told you she was strong." mike whispers to Niall, he turns his head to look at him rolling his eyes.

"Thank you." Niall says turning to show Michael his room. I nod my head walking into our bedroom changing into some pyjama shorts and one of Niall's rock tee's.

I climb into bed pulling the covers over my body and shutting my eyes. shortly after I feel the bed dip, indicating that Niall is here. I open my eyes rolling over to look at him has he take his shirt off, his back is covered in large red gashes.

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