A New Life, A Big Change {N.H} Book 1

Graduation 2

Niall attended my graduation and found an open seat a few rows away from Lucan, who gave Niall the cold shoulder when he waved at him.

They all know that I hadn't told him about my condition yet and felt a bit let down by what he did to me, although it takes two to tango, they still feel he should have known better.

Jess promised that she would help me when the baby is here, but the fact remains that I have to tell Niall eventually.

The Graduation ceremony went on for what felt like hours before it was finally time for them to hand out our certificates.

I was standing with my graduation certificate in my hand and the realization I am finally finishing school and starting life with a career that I have always wanted.

The Dean finished the graduation ceremony, and we threw our hats, screaming and hollering, some with relief and some from happiness, others were just glad to get on with life.

Suddenly I had to run for a toilet or be sick right there in front of everybody, but worst of all, in front of Niall.

I ran as quickly as I could and luckily I got there just in time. Morning sickness hated me, and I hated it with the same intensity.

I washed out my mouth and wiped it dry. I stepped outside where Niall stood at the door waiting for me.

"Are you okay?" He had a worried look on his face.

"Yes, I am fine thanks, Niall."

I tried lying to him, but he knew me all too well. We dated for two years, and he knew everything about me.

"What is going on with you?"

"Nothing, I'm fine."

"Zenè? I know you are not fine. Please tell me?"

I walked over to a bench closest to the bathroom, afraid that I might have to use it again.

The words started circling in my brain, but just as soon as I opened my mouth, no words wanted to come out. It felt like I was choking and I drew a big breath of fresh air.

"Speak woman." My brain was shouted out to me.

It is hard to say the words out loud. What if Niall rejects this baby, our baby? I don't want this baby to grow up without a father, even if we are not together.

"Niall. Remember when we were in Paris, and you know. Uhm... something happened."

"Yes, sure I remember. I asked you to marry me, and you said no." His smile faded away, and I could see the heartache in his eyes.

"No, not that and I am sorry about that."

"Then what Zenè?" He was getting impatient with me; I could see it in his demeanor and hear it in his voice.

"This is, it is so hard for me to say, Niall."

"Just say it. Tell me please?"

"Please understand. I did not plan this, but... I am pregnant."

"You are what?"

"I am pregnant." I looked down at my hands, waiting for the rejection.

He jumped up and walked a few feet away, his emotions clearly visible on his face, and then it changed into confusion.

He kept looking me up and down as if he could not believe what I just told him, as if I was playing some kind of prank on him.

"How far along are you right now?"

He turned around looking into the distance as if this was the end of his life.

"About three weeks, give or take a few days. Look, I didn't want to tell you yet. I was planning on telling you only after I have moved to London. I first wanted to find out if the baby is healthy, after the ultrasound."

I stood up from the bench, he turned around and walked towards me. He kept his eyes on mine and placed his hand on my stomach.

I put my hand on top of his, and his eyes were slowly filling up with tears.

"Can I be there for the ultrasound, please? I want to be part of my baby's life. I know that no matter what I say or do, you are not going to take me back, but I will provide for my baby."

That was the best words I have ever heard in my life. I got a smile on my face and saw it reflected on his face.

He would be a great dad, and I knew for a fact that our baby would only have the best life, even if we are not together.

*Stay sweet Xoxo ✌.