the accident || n.h ✔

Chapter 59

Abby Miller
The door opens and Niall stumbles through it making my eyes pop open. "Fuck," he giggles.

I sit up. "Niall?"

He squints, holding onto the door. The room was pitch black and the only light was coming from the hallway. "Who goes there?" he grins, taking a step forward but trips over air and falls to the floor with a thud. He cackles, laughing so hard.

"Baby," I worry, getting off the bed and switching the lamp on. He holds his stomach and laughs, his eyes screwed shut. I walk over the him and kneel down.

"Oh Abby," he grins. "What you awake?" he slurs.

He's drunk.

"Are you drunk?" I bite my lip.

"I don't do drugs," he taps my nose. "Boop," he snickers.

"Niall," I straddle his stomach as he lays on the floor still. I lean over and cup his jaw, "baby, how much did you drink?" I whisper, his blue eyes almost not even blue from how red his eyes were.

"10..?" he snickers again.

"Niall, I need you to think, please," I beg.

"I don't know," he shrugs. "Kiss me," he puckers his lips, lifting his head up. I lean down and peck his lips, but he whines instantly. "More," he throws his head back.

"Niall!" I cup his jaw again.

"Ooh, you're pretty," he grins.

I stare down at him, he needs to sober up. I know he's a black out drunk so I didn't know what was going to happen. Last time he was drunk...I ended up pregnant.

"Come here," I stand up, getting a head rush so I hold my stomach and close my eyes while I wait for the rush to go.

"Are you pregnant?" he sits up, his eyes looking at my stomach.

"Yes, they're your twins, Blake and Ruby," I furrow my brows.

"Oh," he mouths. "Cute," he coos. He stands up, I grab his shoulders instantly because he loses his balance again. I pull him over to the bed and sit him down on it.

"You need to sober up," I shake my head. "Stay right here, do not move," I point, he crosses his arm and pretends to be a little kid. I walk out the hall to Harrys room, opening the door.

Taylor sucks on Harrys neck on his lap, her shirt missing so her bare back was facing me. Harrys eyes snap to mine, they were so bloodshot and his pupils were huge. You can hear Taylor sucking on his neck. "Not you too," I groan, closing the door.

I go to Emma and Zayn's room, opening it to see Zayn on Emma's shoulder as she and him are lying flat on the bed, fast asleep. He has his arm wrapped around her and her blonde hair was fanned on the pillow. I fold my lips in a line and slowly walk out again, closing the door silently.

I ship them already.

I notice Liam's door is locked so I don't even bother knocking, fuck knows what he's doing in there. I hear a moan so I just widen my eyes and leave it at that. I check if Niall's still there and thankfully he's laying on the bed with his feet still planted on the floor, drawing something in the air.

I actually knock on Louis and Eleanor's door. Louis opens the door, his eyes red but he doesn't act drunk. "Are you okay?" he asks.

"Yeah, are you drunk?" I spit out.

"Kinda, I was, Eleanor's been sobering me up," he shrugs.

"Niall's drunk isn't he?" Eleanor stands next to Louis.