I Won't Give Up (A Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Sick

Author's Note: Since I don't have school I get to update early today! :D I was going to update yesterday, but I watched Pitch Perfect instead... Haha. I've watched it like 3 times in two days. I love it! Ha. I MAY update again tonight, but nothing is definite yet. It depends on if I feel like it. Ha. Hope you guys like this chapter!

Natalie's POV

"Just a small town boy and girl, livin' in a crazy world, trynna figure out what is and isn't true, and I don't try to hide my tears, my secrets, or my deepest fears, 'cause through it all nobody gets me like you do, and you know everything about me, say that you don't wanna live without me." I heard Niall singing softly to me as I woke up.

I opened my eyes and gave him a small smile. My stomach hurt really bad and my head was absolutely killing me. Everything came over me at one. I ran towards the bathroom and straight to the toilet. I felt like absolutely everything in my stomach left through my mouth, but that still didn't make me feel hungry. In less than two seconds Niall was holding my hair out of my face for me. I felt so weak as I leaned back against the wall. As I did my best to flush the toilet, Niall began to search for a hair tie and eventually handed one to me. I pulled my hair into a messy bun on top of my head. It felt like that took all the energy I had. Niall made his way towards the floor, but I stopped him.

"Niall James Horan, do NOT sit down."

"Why?" He said to me with a sad look on his face.

He cared so much about me. :)

"I'm not getting you sick too. You have concerts the next five nights."

He bent down to kiss me, but stopped. He kissed his index and middle fingers then pressed them to my forehead. As Niall left the room I tried to gain up enough strength to get up, but it wasn't happening. I sat there for a few more minutes until I actually got up. I slowly walked towards the living room part of the hotel room. I've honestly never been this sick.

"Gosh! You look terrible!" Harry said as all the boys and I shot him death glares.

"Thanks Harry! Thanks a lot! That's exactly what I love to hear when -"

I ran straight back to the bathroom. There's nothing left in my stomach! What the hell?!

"You okay?" Zayn asked from the doorway.

"No, not at all." I said while flushing the toilet and throwing myself against the wall.

"I just don't understand how you got sick so quickly. You were just fine last night."

"That what I was thinking. Can you tell Harry that I'm sorry for yelling at him? Please?"

"Yeah. No problem. You need anything? Anyone? Niall?"

"No. I'm fine." I said with a small laugh.

"You sure?"

"Yeah. Thanks Zayn."

"You're welcome."

He shot me a small smile and left the room. I just sat there. I didn't want to get up. After about five minutes I decided it was probably best that I get out of the bathroom. I stopped at the closed door when I heard voices on the other side.

"C'mon Nialler! Just admit that you got her pregnant! Morning sickness is one of the first signs!" Louis said.

I was about to open the door, but then I heard Niall's angry voice. Niall angry? WHAT?

"We didn't do anything! Why don't you get that?! I couldn't do that to her! not now! I love her to death. I'm not putting either of us through that. we're 17 for Christ's sake! I ant to have a family and I want that family to be with her, but in the future. I'm not ready to be a dad and she's not ready to be a mom! I know that I want to marry that girl I know that she's the one! I've known that ever since I met her! If I got her pregnant now that would never happen and I'd probably be alone forever! Her parents would hate me. I'd NEVER see her again. I'd lose the ONLY girl I've ever loved besides my mum! Why can't you just accept the fact that I want to be with this girl for the rest of my life and that I want her to be my wife. She already means everything to me and I can't - no I WON'T let a teen pregnancy tear her away from me. I can't lose her..."

I decided to walk in the room. All of the boys had their jaws on the floor.

"Nialler, can you come here real quick? I need help finding the medicine."

He knew I was lying just so the boys wouldn't ask questions. He knew I was up to something and he liked it.

"Of course lass."

The two of us walked back into the bathroom and locked the door behind us.

"What're you up to?" He said in a hushed tone.

" First off, thanks for standing up for me out there. I never knew you felt that strongly about all of that."

"Hey, don't worry about it. I love you and that's what I do for the people I love." He said and gently kissed my temple.

"Secondly, since they're so convinced that I'm pregnant, I say we screw with them. Tell Paul to go get a pregnancy test. His wife is only like a week or so pregnant so she can handle it from there."

An evil grin spread across his face as he called Paul who laughed at the whole situation. Thirty minutes later we met him in the hallway with the positive pregnancy test. I went into the bathroom and waited in there for about five minutes. I came running out with the pregnancy test. I made sure to look as shocked as possible.

"Niall! Look at this!"

"You're pregnant! You're dad is going to KILL ME!"

"NOT IF HIM AND MY MOM KILL ME FIRST!"

"I thought you guys didn't do anything?!" Louis squealed.

"You could've at least used protection!" Liam added.

"What are you going to do?!" Zayn said while pacing frantically.

"How are you going to tell your parents?!" Harry added with his voice cracking all over the place.

Niall's POV

Natalie and I couldn't hold back our laughter anymore. They all looked so panicked and confused!

"I don't get it..." Zayn said.

"You guys seriously thought I was pregnant?! We had Paul's wife pee for us!"

I was laughing uncontrollably at them. My ribs began burning.

"That's not funny!" Louis exclaimed.

"But it's funny when you accuse me of getting pregnant?" She questioned with a cocky smile.

No one answered and we continued to laugh at our friends. As the hours dwindled down to our sound check we continued to tease them. As we left, Natalie stayed at the hotel by herself which I felt bad that we had to leave her, but she didn't want any of us sick.