Afraid//Punk Niall Horan

Chapter Eight

* 2 weeks later *

"Niall I'm so nervous." I looked down at the stick in my hand.

"It's ok whatever happens we'll do what we have to." He kissed my cheek. Niall and I have been very sexually active lately and I missed my period this month.

"Niall." I looked at the stick. Positive.

"Vanessa, I'm gonna be a dad?" I nod biting my lip.

"Vanessa! I'm gonna be a dad!" He jumped up hugging me.

"Niall, are we ready for this. With everything going on. I mean." I shook my head.

"We'll do it baby. Don't worry."

"We're gonna be parents!" He smiled.

"I love you." I kissed him.

"I love you." He nuzzled his face into my neck.

"I can't believe this." I said entering Niall's room.

"Does this mean your moving in with me?" Niall exclaimed. I shrugged.

"I turn 18 in a week. I can make my own decisions." I smiled.

"Yay." He smiled back then his phone started buzzing.

"B-b-babe I have to g-g-o." He shook his head frowning at his phone.

"Oh ok." I sat on the bed and opened the laptop.

"Don't be mad."

"I'm not."

"You sure." I nodded.

"Love you." His kissed the top of my head.

Niall left and I was alone. I began to scroll through baby items online. I picked out a few required items. Crib, bottles, and pacifiers. Then I decided to call my mother. It was noon, lunch.

Me: Mom
Mom: Yes dear
Me: Care to join me for lunch at the grill
Mom: Of course. Payee you there in 10
Me: Thanks

Then we hung up. I got dress and drove there it takes almost 15 to get there from Niall's house. I arrived to find my mother sitting at an outdoor table.

"Vanessa darling."

"Mother." I kissed her cheek.

"How was your camping trip?" She asked

"Good. We need to talk mom." She looked in my eyes confused.

"Darling what's wrong."

"Mom I'm moving out...and I-I-"

"Spit it out child!" She shouted rather loudly.

"I'm pregnant." I covered my mouth with my hands. Both of our eyes wide mouths wide open.

"Excuse me." Her voice stung.

"You heard me." I looked down at my food.

"How?" Her voice was growing angry.

"Mother, I have a boyfriend. Of almost a year now."

"Vanessa you're making a big mistake."

"No mom I'm not you." I hissed.

"How dare you!" She slammed money on the table and got up leaving my alone.

I ran after her.

"Mom!"

"What?!"

"I'll be by tomorrow with Niall and a few friends to take my things."

"I understand. If this is what you want." She nodded getting into her car.

"Thank you." I went to my car and sat in the seat for a minute thinking about my life with a child at 18 with Niall who was now 20. With Bobby on our cases all the time. Niall drug dealing. Killing. I shake the thoughts away and continue home.