'Till Death Do Us Part {Trilogy to TPL and LTF}

Chapter 36

Chapter 36

~ Nina ~
When I felt soft kisses being placed over my face and neck, my eyes fluttered open.
"Hi, beautiful." Niall whispered.
"Mmm, hi." I yawned.
I looked around before I realized we were in our hotel room.
"H-How long was I asleep?"
I must've been out for a long time being as I don't even remember getting off the plane.
"You fell asleep about five minutes before the plane landed and I didn't want to wake up because I knew you were tired. So I carried you to the van and then in here."
Wow, that's a long time.
I'm surprised I didn't wake up at all.
"Oh, thank you."
I checked my phone, seeing that it was only 5:00pm.
"The boys are good?" I asked.
"Yeah, they just got in their rooms."
I nodded, crawling onto his lap and wrapping my legs around his torso, laying my head on his shoulder.
"You still tired, baby?"
"No, I just love you."
He chuckled, kissing my neck.
"I love you, too."
After a few minutes of silence, Niall's hands started to creep down my back and to my bum.
"N-No."
I pulled back from his embrace and placed my hands on his shoulders, my head down.
"Why not? You okay?"
"I'm just tired."
"You told me you weren't before."
Shit.
Niall tilted my chin up, concern flashing in his eyes.
"What's wrong? Why've you been avoiding going farther?"
I looked away from him again, something I've been doing a lot lately.
"No, look at me, Nina. Look at me." He demanded.
I tried to climb off of him so I wouldn't have to tell him, but his hands held a firm grip on my hips.
"I'm afraid to tell you." I admitted.
"You're afraid to tell me? C'mon, Nina. Tell me what you're hiding."
"You won't take it well."
I can't tell him.
I'm not ready.
He's gonna be in so much pain after I tell him and I can't stand to see him like that.
"You need to tell me, Nina. I can take it. I need to know."
I climbed off his lap and sat in front of him now, finally looking into his eyes.
"I-I can't." I whispered. "It's why I was in the hospital."
His eyes widened and he shook his head.
"Even more of a reason why you need to tell me! I need to know why you were in the hospital! The boys know! Why can't I know?! What are you so afraid about?!"
His hands were flying around out of frustration and went up to his hair, pulling lightly.
I can't handle this.
I can't handle his yelling.
"I had a miscarriage! I had a miscarriage, Niall! I've been afraid to tell you and to go farther! I'm scared and I didn't want to tell you!" I finally exploded.
I watched his expression change completely.
He lowered his arms to his lap and his eyes softened, his mouth closing.
"You what?"
I shook my head, tears starting to fall.
In an instant, his eyes changed again, this time, anger flashing in them.
His hands formed fists at his sides and his jaw set.
"No, Niall, wait-"
Before I could say anything, Niall bolted out of the room and I quickly followed.
"Niall!" I cried out, walking down the corridor in the hotel where the boys' rooms are.
He picked up speed and I started to run after him.
"Please!"
He walked out the front entrance and walked around to the side of the building.
He yelled out and drew his fist back before punching the brick wall.
"NIALL!" I screamed.
Right before I went to go stop him from hurting himself more, I felt two strong arms wrap around my waist and hoist me back from him.
"No!"
I reached out for Niall, desperately trying to get out of Liam's arms.
"Let him get his anger out. It's better on the wall than on you." He said.
"He's gonna break his hands!"
I can't let this happen.
I have to help him.
"Niall!" I cried again.
By now, Louis, Harry, and Zayn have come around Liam and I and Niall continued to punch the wall.
I felt my body become weak as I stopped fighting Liam's grip and instead, fell to my knees, Liam's arms still around me.
Niall continued to let out his anger and I saw the blood starting to spill out of his hands.
"Stop him." I cried very quietly. "Please, someone."
My body started to shake as Liam held me tighter.
Louis walked over to Niall and placed his hand on his shoulder.
"What?!" Niall yelled, turning to look at my brother.
"Look at Nina. She needs you right now."
Niall looked past Louis and saw me on the ground, shaking in fear and sadness.
His face softened and he lowered his fists to his side.
"Nina." He breathed out.
I looked to the ground and saw white Vans come into view.
Niall picked me up and I wrapped my legs and arms around him.
He kissed my neck and turned to the boys.
"I'm sorry. I think Nina and I are going to go talk."
He turned around and started to walk the other way.
It only took about three minutes to get back to our hotel room.
Niall softly placed me down on the bed and sat down across from me.
"I'm sorry, honey. I didn't mean to scare you." He said.
"No, I'm sorry. I'm sorry I lost your baby."
A fresh pool of tears started to stream down my cheeks and a sob escaped my body.
"Oh, no. Princess." Niall breathed out.
He brought me into his body, rocking me softly, kissing me here and there.
"It's not your fault. Don't blame it on yourself. I should have been there. I should've been there."
His voice cracked a little and I knew he was crying.
It hurts me a lot when he's crying.
Most of the time when he actually is, it's about me, which makes me even more upset.
"Niall, baby. Please don't say that. We didn't know. None of us knew."
"How did it happen?"
"The doctor said it was because of stress. I started to get bad stomach pains and one day, I threw up blood and Louis and Harry took me to the hospital. I blacked out before we got there but I was told that I had surgery when I woke up. The doctor said if I came in later, I would've died within 24 hours."
"DAMMIT! It's my fault, Nina." Niall sobbed. "Can't you see? You wouldn't have been stressed if I didn't have amnesia. You were stressed because of me. It's my fault. You could've died and it would've been my fault."
He punched his leg and arm, applying as much force as he could.
"Stop. Stop it. Please."
I grabbed his arms and put them around me so he would relax them.
"We can try again. We can try again, Niall."
"But the point is you finally got comfortable and let me make love to you, then something horrible happens and you get pregnant during that time. And I wasn't there to save our little baby. Our little creation. I wasn't there. I'm a horrible father. I'm the worst."
I gripped onto him harder and kissed his neck, laying my head on his shoulder.
"It's not your fault, Niall. Stop thinking that way. We couldn't have prevented this. Please stop saying it's your fault. I hate hearing you sad, guilty, and hurt."
"We'll try again. If you could feel comfortable at least one more time, we can try again. I promise. We'll have our Baby Horan."
Niall moved his hand down in between us and placed it on my stomach.
"My poor baby lost her baby. I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry."
"Please don't say sorry, Niall. It's not your fault. Please just hold me and tell me everything will be okay."
He wrapped his arm around me again and kissed me any place he could.
"I promise, princess. Everything will be okay. We'll try again for a little baby and then we'll be a family. Louis will be happy cause he'll have a little niece or nephew, and he won't hound us anymore to have kids."
I giggled a little and wiped my tears away.
"The doctor said it would be hard for me to get pregnant, Ni. With having two miscarriages now, that's not good for my body so we can actually make a baby."
He sighed a little, rubbing my back.
"Well you're not infertile. So that means there's still hope. If we don't have our three kids, that's okay. I'd be happy with one."
I nodded and kissed his shoulder.
"I love you."
"I love you, too."
I sniffled, pulling back from his embrace and wiping my eyes.
"I don't want you to be nervous to talk to me, Nina. You know I'll always help you. You can always talk to me." He said.
"I know. I just didn't want you hurt. That's why I didn't want to tell you."
He shook his head again.
"You're too good for the world, Nina. You're too good."
"After all you've done for me and plenty of others, you're the one that's too good."
After shaking my head, I kissed him softly.
"This is so cliché. But I love you anyway."