Paper Hearts (Book Five)

Chapter Twenty-Seven

Chapter Twenty-Seven

I know I'm the one you want to forget

Cue all the love to leave my heart

It's time for me to fall apart

"F uck my life." I groaned after Jack left us to go order another blood test for Niall. I literally felt like I was going to fall on the ground and just die there.

Of course that wasn't an option.

It never was.

"It's no-"

"If you love me, you will not finish that sentence. Dammit Niall we're turning into that tv show, the one where they pop out a baby ever bloody year." I placed my head in my hands, trying my hardest not to freak out.

It wasn't easy.

My god it wasn't easy.

"19 kids and counting?"

"We are not having 19."

"Harry..."

"Niall. This is the last time. You are going to get on bloody birth control or something, okay?" I said, completely exasperated by the situation. I could barely handle the four we had, I had just gotten used to the idea of five.

Six.

Six was too many.

I honestly felt sick to my stomach right now.

In fact I could puke any second now.

"Okay. I'll go on birth control." Niall said, taking me completely by surprise. I looked at him, my eyes wide.

"Did... Did you just agree with me?"

"Don't look so surprised. I've agreed with you before." Niall rolled his eyes at me, shaking his head. I was still trying to wrap my head around the fact that he agreed with me.

"You agreed with me..."

"I did. Ive always wanted a big family, and well... now we have one. We don't need to have anymore kids past these two." He shrugged, and I still couldn't accept the fact he's agreed with me.

I felt like I needed to do some sort of happy dance.

Maybe mark this day on my calander, make it a national holiday.

"We're going to have six kids." I whispered, the realization of it all finally collapsing on top of me. I let out a shaky breath, putting my head in my hands.

"It's gonna be okay Haz."

"Six."

"At least it's still an even number..."

"F ucking six."

"Yup."

"Niall. We don't have the room for two more kids. We have to get another house... I'm gonna have to get another job at this rate. F uck."

"It'll be okay Harry. We will be okay." Niall grabbed my hand, kissing the knuckles softly. It really wasn't helping though. I honestly felt like I was going to throw up any second now.

"Well boys, Niall's test will be downstairs. I'll call you in a few days with the results." Jack said, poking his head into the room for just a second. I gave him a thumbs up, still trying my hardest not to puke all over the floor. Niall thanked Jack, and he left. I didn't say a word as Niall changed back into his normal clothes, nor did I say anything as he lead me down to the lab for his blood work. My mind was racing, thoughts that I wish would just go away nearly screaming at me.

Six.

Six.

Six f ucking kids.

I didn't even want one.

It was almost as if God himself was testing me.

I swear, if it's because I killed Liam's turtle all those years ago... I already paid for it. So please, stop thinking of new ways to make my life difficult.

It's not funny anymore.

"Harry?" Niall waved his hand in front of my face, a concerned expression on his as he looked at me.

"Sorry..." I whispered, but I still wasn't paying attention. After we got the blood work done, Niall dragged me out of the hospital again. He didn't stop dragging me until we reached the car

"Are you going to tell me what's wrong or are you just going to be a zombie?" Niall asked, arching his eyebrows as he leaned against the car.

"It's just a lot to take in Niall." I said slowly, trying to figure out how to word that without him getting mad.

That was all I needed.

"We can do this Harry." Niall sighed, looking at me seriously as I still fought the urge to puke.

"What if we can't Niall? As it is Im already a shit dad, what makes you think I won't f uck up with these two? I'm not supposed to be a dad Niall." I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath. I leaned against the car, silently wishing that I could just disappear.

Even if it was just for a second.

"Harry... You're not a shit dad. Honestly you're a better parent to the kids than I am. You aren't perfect, but who is? So stop being so afraid of f ucking up and accept the fact you're human. Sure, six kids isn't going to be easy... hell one was hard. But we can do this. As long as we've got each other." He smiled at me, maybe he was hoping that what he said would make me feel better.

It was supposed to make me feel better...

But I still felt like I need to throw up my breakfast.

"I... I don't feel so good." I whispered, earning a confused look from Niall.

"Wh-" and then I puked on his shoes.

For the second time.

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No. This FIC is not like 19 kids and counting.

No. There is not going to be a sixth book.

Yes. I am serious.

Unless of course you count the A.J. spinoff.

But personally I only see it as a spinoff and not an actual sequel.

So yeah.

Yes six kids is a lot.

But I come from a big family.

It's not that uncommon.

Thank you for your understanding.

And for the fact I love you guys I double updated.

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