This can't be happening.. (One Direction fan fiction)

Chapter 23, Uh oh

*Grace pov*

Today I was eight and a half months along, only two weeks or less until I get to see my bundle of joy.  Day by day Niall was getting happier than ever.  Most of the time I laid in bed since I only had two weeks left, I didn't want to be up all the time since I was so big. 

While I was laying down Niall came in and sat on the bed.  "Just think these are the last few days we have alone together"  He said smiling putting his hand on my stomach.  The words last few days together echoed in my head.  

"Last few days..?"  I said nervously.  

"Babe, I meant before the baby is born"  He said as he started to laugh.  

"Oh.. I'm sorry I'm just-"  I said before he interrupted me.  "Don't worry beautiful."  He said still laughing.  I turned over on my side, my stomach stuck out so much.  No matter what way I laid I was never comfy.  I've barely gotten sleep the past few days and I'm cranky, Niall's being as flexible as he can but I can tell he's not getting sleep too.  The past few nights he gets up and walks in the nursery.  One night I followed him in and he was talking to someone on the phone crying.  I can tell he's nervous for the baby to come but it's not just gonna be us.  We have the boys, family and so many other people to help us.

Niall came over and sat down by me,  I cuddled into him as he put his head on top of mine.  He covered me up and sang to me quietly.  

"You're not regretting this are you?"  I whispered.  

"Babe of course not, now go to sleep you need rest."  He said as he kissed my forehead.  He kept lightly singing, his voice was always so light and sweet.  He put his arm around me and started rubbing my back lightly as he still sang.  The last thing I saw was him smiling before I everything went black and the singing was gone. 

*Niall pov*

I laid there for awhile to make sure she was sleeping, whenever I looked at her she had a little smile on her face.  After waiting for about ten minutes I slowly got up and crept out of our bedroom.  I walked in the living room and sat on the couch.  While I was sitting I leaned back and closed my eyes.  I started Imagining our baby girl in my head.  Beautiful eyes, Beautiful hair, beautiful everything.  I pictured growing up with the baby, maybe even having more children later on.  Everything in my life was lining up perfectly. 

While I was thinking my phone started to buzz in my pocket.  I pulled it out to see a text from Danielle.  "Hey she hasn't gone into labor right?"  Right away a just replied "No"  and put away my phone again.  

Since Grace has been pregnant I haven't posted much on twitter, fans are wondering what's going on but I just keep quiet because I don't wanna ruin anything.  Whenever Grace and I went out paparazzi surprisingly leave us alone but in the distance you could see the flashing lights from their cameras.  We didn't really mind that they were taking pictures because then it shows the fans that were alright and busy.  

After awhile of sitting I got up and went to the kitchen.  It was only 3:00 in the afternoon and I had nothing to do at all.  I walked out of the kitchen and checked on Grace, she was still sleeping.  Right after I quickly tip-toed to the nursery to plan out the pictures and wall decor I was going to put up.  I carefully opened the door and left a little crack in the door just in case Grace calls for something.

I opened up the closet to see all the baby clothes, diapers, toys and more for the baby.  I quietly dug out one of the bags I hid inside the closet.  I opened the bag and pulled out some pictures I printed off my phone.  I was planning on putting up a white picture frame that looked like it was a puzzle with square pieces expect the little frames were scattered all over.