Short Stories

I'm Always Here For You-Niall Horan

For Rosemary

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I stared out the window, biting my lip out of anxiousness. It was pouring outside, the rain making its usual pitter-patter against the glass window. I bit my lip so hard it started to bleed. I let, yet another, tear drop slip down my cheek, for the thousandth time today. But I couldn't stop crying, he was gone, on tour, for nine months. So far, it's only been two. It feels like I've been staring out the window for hours, but in reality, it's only been a few minutes. I don't just expect him to show up at our apartment any time soon, that's not reality. Reality is this; Niall has been away on tour for two months, he shouldn't be visiting any time soon, and I'm having his kid. I was exactly two months pregnant. It was the night he left before the tour. By the time he gets back, his child will already be in this world, living, breathing...without his father there to see him gulp his first breath, or to have him or her grasp his hand for the first time.

I slowly got up from the couch by the window in the Living Room. I walked slowly to the bathroom and reached in the trash can. I looked at the little stick and sat down on the Bathroom floor. I squinted and looked at the pink smiley face staring back up at me, it's official. I put it back in the trash can; the same one that I put it in two months ago. I slowly walked back to the living room, dragging my feet and letting more tears escape my eyes. He won't be there to see his own child...

I tried to push that thought from my mind and attempted to drag my feet into the kitchen. I, very slowly, got out some Top Ramen noodles and started to cook it, making a simple thing to eat. I really didn't feel like eating noodles, but if it didn't make me have the urge to throw up, then I can eat it. Bring pregnant sucks, the morning sickness, only certain things you can eat, swollen feet, only certain things you can eat! It sucks, but a little miracle comes out of it...hopefully. I, unhurriedly, stirred the noodles when I heard a noise coming from outside. I quickly turned off the stove and ran to the front door, grabbing an umbrella in the process. Suddenly, I heard a sharp knocking on the door. I jumped a little, careful not to make a sound. I readied the umbrella and started to open the door.

There stood a completely drenched Niall, immediately coming over to give me big hug. But, because of my pregnancy, I couldn't really process what was happening at the moment. Niall loosened the hug and kept his arms around me, looking at me and probably wondering why I'm not hugging back. When suddenly it hit me like a train crash. Niall was home! I quickly swung my arms around Niall, and kissed him. He seemed confused at first, but then he kissed back. I lead him over to the couch and sat him down.

I ran to go grab a towel from the bathroom when I remembered the test in the trash can. I quickly ran to out room and grabbed a neon blue bag that I had been saving. I quickly threw the test in the bag and ran back to the Living Room couch. Quickly, I threw the towel at Niall's face and held the bag out to him.

"Hey? What was that-" He looked at the bag, and up at me again, "What's that for?"

"It's a gift I've been planning to give you, since your here. So, open it!" I said, hoping that he wouldn't notice my nervousness.

Would he like it or not? Is he going to leave me? Oh god, I hope not.

"Okay." He said, and he quickly took out the test, "R-Rosemary, Are you-are y-you...pregnant?"

"Y-yes..." Tears started to form in my eyes.

Did he want our baby? Did he ever want one in the first place? I'm scared...no, terrified...

"O-oh my gosh, th-this is...AMAZING!" He got up and started to spin me around.

I giggled as he put me down and started to kiss me all over my face. I noticed he was still holding the test and wondered if he knew I...well...peed on it.

"Niall, why are you still holding the test?"

"I don't know, why?"

"I...uh-well. I peed on it..." I trailed off awkwardly.

He immediately put the test down and continued to hug me. We stayed like that for a few moments before he started to talk.

"I'm so happy! I'm going to be a dad!" He shouted, jumping around like a little kid.

I giggled and started jumping with him, "I know Niall! And I'm going to be a mommy!"

"You know I love you, right?" He said suddenly, after a few minutes of jumping around.

I felt shocked for a few moments, that's the first time he said he loved me.

"I love you too, Niall..."