Uh...Hi... (A One Direction Fan Fiction)

If I'm Going Down You're Going Down With Me

Author’s Note: DUN-DUN-DUUUUUUH! THE END US UPON US! Wow, that sounds ominous… anyways; the end is near, like in four more chapters. Sad I know. I mean how will you guys continue you’re lives?! It’s like the characters are dying… or not. I should probably start talking now. So as you can see and read the title of this Chapter is kinda explanatory or it’s not, I don’t really care either way. Creates the mystery of what is about to happen. God I probably sound so high right now, I’m not by the way. DON’T DO DRUGS AND REMEMBER KIDS COVER YOUR STUMP BEFORE YOU HUMP. (I totally looked that one up.) So anyways I’ll leave you to the thing below this very Author’s Note that we all know you came here to read. Before you attack wrap your whacker. I’m sorry but these are great… BYE!

Chapter 36

If I'm Going Down You're Going Down With Me

**Jessica’s POV***

-Award Show Five Months Later-

In my life things never came easy to me. They always happened at the most inconvenient times. My pregnancy was one of them. The boys weren’t finished with their tour when my nine month mark had come up, to say this didn’t worry me would be a complete and under lie. The day the boys did come back was sort of a giant relief for me; I mean, no mother wants to give birth alone. The reunion was short lived though, not even a day after their arrival they were invited to an award show in London. Of course Niall invited me as his partner; we weren’t worried about the rumors though. It wasn’t a secret that I was pregnancy anymore, I blind man could see that I was.

Like I said before though; things in my life always had to take a totally different turn, whether it be a good one or bad one, I could never have normal. In this particular occasion my water broke on a plain white carpet in front of thousands of cameras and fans.

It was a great moment.

Hence the sarcasm.

I felt my stomach churn as a wet spot went down my legs. Grabbing Niall’s hand I pulled him close to me making him glance in confusion.

“Babe? What’s wrong?”

Gripping his hand tighter I felt pain shoot through my body like a flame in a forest. “It’s time.”

“It’s time?”

“Niall,” I growled at him making his face pale. “It. Is. TIME.”

Finally getting the memo he grabbed a few security guards before picking me up bridal style. Camera flashed from everywhere around us, fans and paparazzi from all around yelled and screamed at us. A black van pulled out in front of us, security guards opening the door for us to get in.

I squeezed Niall’s hand tightly as I looked at him between squinted eyes, my other hand making him face me. “If I’m going down you’re going down with me.” I growled between gritted teeth before falling back in my seat.

The only thing going through my mind?

Where the fuck was my small black friend?

***Brittney’s POV***

“Please welcome to the show Brittney Medlin!”

Taking a deep breath I put on my best smile before walking out into the large room. Waving to the now roaring crowd I greeted the host which name had escaped me.

“Well hello there!” Blonde number one giggle much to my annoyance. Laughing back I couldn’t help but feel the need to punch her in her bubble gum smacking mouth.

Was I too harsh?

I don’t think so.

“Hey.”