Not Everything's Perfect When You're Married To Niall J Horan *sequel*

Part number deux.

After a whole 13 hours of Amber and Harry sleeping, they've finally sobered up. We are all sitting at the kitchen table getting ready for a talk.

Just before I'm about to begin talking, there's a knock on the front door. Hope that's Greg, Niall's brother, coming to pick up the baby to babysit.

I open the door and greet Greg with a tight embrace.

"Hello Andy" Greg says, his Irish accent obvious.

"Hey. Sorry but this can't be very long, I'm in the midst of a talk with some retards." I say, kind of rushing things.

"It's fine! Now where is my favourite nephew?" Greg says, walking into the house with a smile on his face.

"In his room. Do you wanna go get him or..." I ask, kind of trailing off.

"I can go get him!" He says, running up the stairs.

I swear, Greg loves that kid more than he loves his own brother!

"So" I say, entering the kitchen "Why the fuck were you two on ecstasy?" Niall says, finishing my sentence.

"Uhm..."  "Well...." They both said, looking at their feet in shame.

They should feel ashamed! They fucking should!

"You guys are fucking retarded" Niall says before walking out of the room to talk to Greg.

Then, Amber starts silently crying. I don't want her to cry! Sure I'm ober pissed at her, but she's still my bestfriend! This is breaking my heart.

"Please don't cry!" I say as I run over to her, embracing her in a hug. She sits there and sobs into my shoulder. We stay like this for a few minutes until her tears run dry.

"I'm sorry" She says into my shoulder. "I fucked up big time Andy" "No, Amber you didn't" I say, trying to sooth her. Of course she did fuck up big time... But I'd never tell her that!  

"No, but Andy I really did... You have no clue.." She mumbled before dozing off in my arms.

"What the fuck is she talking about Harry?" I ask him as I lay my bestfriend down on the couch.

"I-I-I'm sorry... I c-can't tell yo-you." Harry says, stuttering as his eyes begin drooping due to nervousness. Next thing I know, he's passed out on the floor.... Oh joy.

I walk into my room where I see NIall cuddling with Jonah. "Hey babe" Niall says when he sees me admiring them. "Hey" I say smiling as I peck him on the lips.

"Greg got called in for work, so he can't watch him" Niall says.

"It's fine. Hello there baby boy!" I say to my three year old as I kiss him on the forehead. After Niall gave him another kiss, he placed him on the soft carpet of our bedroom for him to play.

"Can I talk to you for a second Niall?" I ask him as he plays with Jonah. "Uhm, yeah sure" He says to me.

"Be right back bud" He says to Jonah, causing him to giggle. After doing so, he walked with me into the bathroom to talk.

"What's up?" Niall asks, looking at me with his beautiful blue eyes.

"Well.. Uhh, uhm" I stutter, getting lost in his gorgeous blue orbs. "Uhm, well Amber said they'd fucked up big time.. And that I had no clue... Then Harry said he couldn't tell me... And I-I just don't know what to do" I say before Niall wraps me up in one of his famous Horan Hugs.

"I just don't know" I say as tears stream down my face.

Niall and I startled apart as we heard the smash of glass from the bedroom window... The fuck....?

I run out there and scream, a man standing by the bed holding a whailing Jonah in his arms.

"You get him when I get my cash." The smirking man says before dashing at me, knocking me down in his rush.

"Wha-" Niall begins as he walks out of the bathroom only to see the man running out of our bedroom with Jonah.

"OH NO YOU FUCKING DON'T!" Niall yells as he chases the boulting man. "GET BACK HERE YOU COWARD!"

I sit there on the groud, a wave of shock taking over my senses. My son was just stolen from me... For.. Money? What money? From all I know, we're fine on all our bills... We don't owe any money...

"What's going on?" Harry asks me as he runs into mine and Niall's room. "T-they... They took Jonah." Amber says, walking up to Harry.

"They took him?!?" Harry asks, panic set in his voice "H-how do they know where we live?! How did they find us.. What the fuck do we do?!?" Harry says all in one breath, breaking down in front of me.

Who are they? Wait a second...

"THIS IS YOUR FAULT ISN'T IT?!?" I scream, connecting the dots. "HOW COULD YOU?!?"

I smack Harry's chest as he tries to hold me back.

"HOW COULD YOU? HE'S MY SON. MY SON COULD BE DEAD BECAUSE OF YOU TWO!" I  scream.

I can't fucking believe this.

Niall’s POV

I begin chasing this unknown man out of my house while my son screams from the arms of this imposter. Why the fuck is he doing this?

As we run out the front door, the mystery man jumps into the back of a monster truck. As they drive off, I stick my middle finger up in the air yelling “FUCKING ASSHOLE, GIVE ME MY SON!”

That man better sleep with one eye open, because trust me, I am getting my fucking son back.

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Sorry if this was short :( It was two pages on word..... So I hope it's good enough for you people! I posted a trailer I made for this story on the side! You should give it a watch! Just incase any of you are curious, the song used in it is called "Get It Right"

As always,

AllyssaMay09