On-Screen Lovers || Ziall Horlik [MPREG]

Chapter 23 || • Unexpected •

Not yet edited bc this is all written on my phone. Can't find any PC or Laptop here

Niall

"Liam." The name of the person in front of me automaticalily left my mouth.

Oh shit, shit, shit.

"Oh, Niall, it's you!" He greeted, smiling professionally.

I'm planning to dash out as fast as I can out of the bathroom but I can't seem to put the plan into action since my mind can't even connect with my body to produce a movement.  I'm like a statue glued to its place. Of all times, why the hell now?!

I scrambled to say something, what should I do say anyway? Eh . . "Er, t-thanks. . Liam." I take the pregnancy test crom his hands and threw it inside the box that my other hand already picked up.

"Are they, yours?" He asked, as he lowered his head to look at the things from my hands.

I nervously backed a bit as I stuttered, "A-Ah . .eh . ."

"Were you taking a test inside?" He questioned me again, this time completely wiping out the excuses I tried making in my head for his previous question.

I met his gaze, it was stern and somewhat authorative. Strongly demanding for an answer to his question yet he supressed the desire.

I felt small against his gaze, I could feel my chest tightening. My mind is still scrambled, I can't even comprehend the result of my test and I'm being interrogated. I shouldn't tell him the truth otherwise it will only be told to Zayn, and that's it for us.

"Niall!" I heard, I thought it was Liam who called me but his mouth was still a line, and he was still waiting for my answer. It's a different voice. "Niall, are you still there?"

The door swung opened, revealing a brunette boy standing on the door, his eyes scanning the place.

"L-Louis!" I called, he was quick to spot me at the door. "Oh there you are! Have you finish-"

He halted as Liam turned his head against his direction. "L-Liam?" Louis slowly walked towards us, bending down when he saw us near the floor.
He somewhat bent between them, covering a quarter of Liam's sight.

"Is your back, okay? Did you got it treated?" Louis questioned as he helped me dump the contents inside the kit while prying Liam's attetion from me. What the hell happened to Liam?

"It's fine, thank you for your help the other day. I've got it disinfected and dressed, can move a bit now." He informed, flexing a bit and showing it off to Louis. Okay, popeye stop flexing.  Other day? So, they were together the other day.

"Nah, you saved me so thanks my knight in dashing outfit." Louis literally fluttered his eyes and leaned a bit closer. What the? Okay, I'm completely clueless what's happening between these two. I'm going to interrogate this guy after I sort my business.

"Uh . . uh. . you're welcome then." Liam answered, obviously getting a bit flustered.

"Liam, if you'll excuse us. . We'll go ahead. Talk to you later." Louis said, helping me to stand up.

"Okay, I really have to pee right now. Later." He stood up, and we separate ways. Louis guided me out of the comfort room.

"Before you start talking we're going to need a private place. Go get your boyfriend's keys." Hedemanded, hands settled on his waist.

"What? No way! You ask him! I don't think I can face him straight."

"As if, go now before I walk to him and maybe my big mouth might spill something. It's up to you." He shrugged.