One Boy, One Night

Chapter 9: The Civil War

Hiya, so this is going to be mostly about Clara and Niall, and the baby. Hope you like it. Pep, this one can be for you. Enjoy...

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It had been week since Maura had left, and Niall had changed. She had stayed for a week, and It would seem like he was coming out of his shell. He would talk to me a little, whenever I got sick he was right there to help, but then something would happen, and that Niall was gone. He didn't look at me, tried to avoid all touch, would speak to me unless necessary. 

I missed Maura. She would hum little Irish tunes around the house as she washed sheets, or dusted, or just hung out with me while the boys were busy. We became good friends, and her stay of a week and a half wasn't nearly as long as I had wanted it to be. She made me feel as thoough the whole marriage thing would be ok, if only to have Maura as a step mum. I  promised to come with Niall the next time he visited Ireland. 

My squishy was still making me sick on a regular basis, but my stomach  was starting to bubble out slightly, not noticibly. I was lying in bed, looking at the clouds covering the sky, and listening to the rain on the glass door. The boys were out at an interview, it was peaceful, and I dozed off to sleep. I was woken up by my Ipone making a little chiming noise in my ear. I had rolled over ontop of it and the volume was turned all the way up.  

I unlocked it and went onto twitter to see what it had notified me about. Niall had posted a tweet, and underneath there was a picture of me sleeping, hair splayed out, mouth wide open, and MY STOMACH EXPOSED. It looked bubbley, and I knew somone would say something, but maybe that was his point.   

I read the tweet. ' Beautiful, like a little sleeping angel' It read. Ok so basically people knew we were a couple now.

I walked downstairs, knowing that he must be home, if he managed to sneak a picture of me. I was actually kinda mad about my stomach showing. People were going to think I was chubby, but there would be the one person who figured it out, always was.

"Niall," I called. "Why did you post a picture and then make fun of me sleeping?"

His blue eyes appeared over the back of the couch, he was watching the interview from that day. 

"I wasn't making fun of you" He said. "I called you beautiful." 

"Alright, fine" I said exasperated. "Can I watch the interview with you?"

He shrugged and put his feet up on the couch. Alright, I wasn't going to sit next to him anyway. I went over to the big leather chair and plopped down, restingg my hands on my little bump. 

The interview was on Chatty Man, and I loved Alan Carr. It was just starting out, and all the boys had a drink. He made somecomments about Liam's new hair, and then continued on making jokes about the rest of the boys. He went down the line, first teasing Zayn about all the selfies he and Perrie took together, then onto Harry about how he had to go to istanbul to find woman he hasn't slept with yet.

Then came Niall. Alan turned to him. 

"Hi Niall..." He said in a flirty voice.

"Hey Alan..." Niall said in the same voice, earning him some laughs. 

"You seem to have yourself a new lady. Boys, is all the screaming keeping you up at night?" 

They all laughed and Niall blushed. 

"No," Liam said. "We haven't heard anything; I'm two doors down, but I think the neighbors complained."

Everyone laughed, and Nial blushed more.