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Niall Imagine for aly_noel

Niall Imagine for Alyssa! :)

***Alyssa's P.O.V***

"Alyssa!" A door slammed, followed by the same person yelling my name. I kept quiet, staring at the postive test in my hand, tears pooling in the corners of my eyes.

"Alyssa, where are you?" Footsteps raced up the stairs, but I stayed frozen.

"Alyssa," the voice breathed. I slowly turned around to see a worried Harry standing in the doorway, his eyes nervously searching my tearstained face. "I got your text," he said softly, walking cautiously into the room. He reached me, crouching down next to my frozen figure and placing his hand on my back. "Is it true?"

"See for yourself," I whispered, handing him the test with a shaking hand. His eyes drifted down to the two pink lines, and he drew in a breath.

"Congrats," he sighed, and I chuckled next to him, my mouth slowly stretching into a wide smile.

"I'm gonna be a mum, Harry."

Harry hugged me tightly, and I cried on his shoulder. Words wouldn't begin to explain how happy I was right now. "Does Niall know?" Harry finally asked, pulling away from me so that he could wipe his own eyes.

I shook my head, drying my cheeks. "No, I thought I'd tell you first. I'm going to tell him at dinner tonight."

Harry nodded, breaking into a bright smile once again. "I can't believe my baby sister is pregnant. I want to be there when you tell mum. Promise you won't tell her without me. Her or Gemma," Harry replied, holding out his pinkie. I rolled my head but linked my pinkie with his anyway, carrying out the childish contract.

Harry stayed with me for another hour or two before I kicked him out of the house, using the fact that Niall was going to be home soon and that I had still had to cook as my excuse.

I hastily cooked my famous cheicken pot pie, the smile never leaving my face. I could aleady see him or her running around the house, could already his or her happy squeals as Niall and I played with her in the living room. I could already hear his or her infectious laughter and feel his or her slow breathing as he or she slept in my arms with Niall's arms wound tightly around me, his chin resting on my shoulder.

"Alyssa!" a voice screamed, and i screamed in response, the spoon I was holding flying across the room. I blinked, staring at a surprised and amused Niall. "Hey, you were staring at the chicken for about two minutes straight," he laughed.

I smiled, turning off the stove before it burned before walking across the room to retrieve my spoon. "Smells great in here, Princess," Niall compliemented, kissing my lips lightly as I returned to the stove.

"Thanks, Niall. It'll be ready in a few minutes. Are we eating inside or on the terrace?"

"Well I'm in the romantic kind of mood, so I'm gonna go with the terrace. Sound good?"

"Great," I agreed, wrapping my arms around his waist and hugging him tightly.

"Woah," he replied, wrapping his arm hesitantly around my shoulders. "What's with all the hugging, Alyssa?"

"Nothing," I shrugged, pulling away. "I'm just really happy right now," I answered, giving him a radiant smile. Niall grinned at me, stroking my cheek once before walking away to go and set up the table on the terrace.

I finished cooking the meal, scooping the pot pie onto two plates before covering the pot on the stove. I grabbed some silverware, making my way out onto the terrace.

Niall was leaning against the railing, staring out at the view of the grand lake we had. I set the plates on the table and walked over to my boyfriend, wrapping my arms around his waist and leaning my head against his shoulder. I felt Niall sigh happily before turning so that he could kiss my head. "I love you so much," he said softly, and I giggled.