Heartbreak Weather | Niall Horan X OC| {Mafia AU} | Pt 2 Of The Weather Duology

Part 4

Wiping the blood and sweat off my forehead with the sleeve of my hoodie, I turned to Harry. We were in the middle of an alley after shooting down one of the low members of the rival gang. The six of us had split into groups of two, making three teams to look for the three of the escaped members of the rival gang. Louis with Niall, Zayn with Liam and Harry and I. Ok in honesty, all of the murders weren't ours. The murderers of the innocent, they weren't ours.

"I can't do this" I sighed, leaning onto the wall, weakly.

"What's wrong?" Harry asked, "You've been really moody lately, what's up?"

"Don't tell Niall?" I asked, looking up at him.

"You're pregnant, aren't you?" He asked. I sighed, with a nod. He chuckled, "When are you going to tell him?"

"I'm not..." I murmured, he blinked for a few minutes before snapping his green eyes at me.

"What?!" He yelled, "Are you out of your mind?!"

"No!" I shouted, "Do you think he's going to let me do all this if I'm pregnant?!"

"SO?!" He exclaimed, "Lyla. I know you're ruthless. We all know you are-"

"Exactly. It's just another life I'm going to kill, Li" I replied.

"No It isn't, Layce!" He yelled, "It's the same as killing Noah or Ness"

"It's not.." I whispered.

"What?"

I remained silent as we both headed to our car.

---Zayn's POV

"Niall!" Harry yelled, storming into Niall's office, blood and sweat dripping off his face.

"What's with the screaming, Haz??" I exclaimed, confused about the sudden yelling.

"Your sister-" He exclaimed, and turned to Niall, "-Your wife! Is planning to kill your unborn child, dammit"

"Lyla's pregnant?!" I yelled, the same time Niall yelled a WHAT?

His sea eyes evidently showed his anger, "Where is she?"

"Armoury?" I replied.

Niall was out of his office within seconds.

------Author's POV

"Lyla!" Niall yelled, walking into the armoury, his accent echoing through the shelves and walls.

"What Niall?!" Lyla asked, frustratedly, walking out of the rows of guns, a brown laced gun hanging from her index, middle and thumb fingers carelessly.

"You didn't care to tell me that you're pregnant?!" Niall shouted at her, "And you want to kill the child?"

"Maybe I do! Is there a problem Horan?!" Lyla replied.

"Maybe there is! Because it's my child you're carrying! You can't just abort it without telling me!" He exclaimed.

Lyla had one of her hand wrapped around her stomach, "You'll kill it yourself if you knew, Niall. You'll kill me, Niall"

"Knew what?!" He asked, filled with rage and sorrow at the same time.

"It's... The chi-ch-hild... It's-It's... N-Not y-yours" She stammered, causing Niall to take a stumble back in shock, tripping and falling on his knees.

"What...?" Niall asked, not ready to believe what he'd just heard.

Niall knew he was supposed to be way more angrier, but all he felt was sadness. Because all of the pureness he had in him was just the love for her. Only for her.

When he realised that she had turned her back on his love, everything he ever had in him seemed to be gone. Seemed to have vanished. Just a hollow empty feeling in the pit of his stomach and he knew it was sadness.

It was silent for 10 minutes. The silence was suddenly broken by the armoury door creaking open.

"Niall?" The accent said, sounding beyond guilty.

"I can't fucking believe it!" Niall yelled all of a sudden, he looked up at the figure hovering above him, eyes filled with pooling tears, "You- you were with me all my life- Through everything! And you decided to this, didn't you?! You were the first one I told! When I first layed my eyes on her, You were the first one I admitted to, that I wanted her! But you- You- After all these years- I can't believe it"

The suited man remained silent, his head hung low.

"LIAM!" Niall screamed, "Say Something!"

"What do you want me to say?!" Liam yelled, "You want me to lie?! You want us to lie? You want me to tell you we didn't do anything-? Well fuck. I can't! We did everything! I wanted her. I loved her, ages before you did. I knew Zayn ages before you did, I met her years before you did, I was in love with her, longer than you. So YES. We did fuck, Yes, I did get her pregnant, Yes, she's carrying my child- And fucking guess what, I don't regret it"

Niall turned to Lyla, who was looking down at the floor, the gun dropped on her shoes, her hands wrapped around her stomach, as if she wanted to protect the child from something. She didn't say a word, she didn't cry, she didn't seem guilty, or embarrassed, she just seemed... like she was in an awkward situation and when Niall realised that she didn't regret it, that she actually wanted the child to be safe... His world stopped spinning.

"Lyla?" Niall whispered.

"Niall." Lyla whispered back, looking up at him, "I can't say sorry... But I can't say nothing either"

"No." Niall said, mustering some strength, "No. Not a word. I don't want to hear... anymore"

"Niall, please-" Lyla begged, "Just listen. Please... I've been in love with Liam for god knows how long... from attending college in Wolverhampton with him to joining you ? We were dating. You like it or not. And then you came into my life. Into our life. Admit it Niall. You- You were the one who took me from him. YOU were the one who took me for yourself. You didn't bother, to even ask whether I was dating anyone!"

Quiet obviously, anger was arising from the bottom of her heart when she remembered that all Niall did was ruin her first and only true love.

"To be open, and to be frank? I fell in love with you, out of fear. That you'd do something to me. You were just selfish, Niall. I don't think you've ever noticed the look Liam and I have ever shared. Because all you cared about was your reputation, your entertainment, your life. YOU. All you cared about was YOU. And it was YOUR fault, that you put the two of us together to go on search of that guy. YOU took me away from Liam, dammit"

Niall didn't reply. Not one word, he just watched his best friend engulf his wife into a hug, comforting her. She sobbed onto his black blazer. Niall wanted to leave. But his legs didn't drag him to it.