I Will Always Love You - A Niall Horan Love Story

Chapter Forty Eight

*Niall's POV*

After Charlie took the photo, she still stands as she types on her phone. 

After a few seconds, I hear my phone beep and take it out and to see a tweet from Charlie with the picture attached.

I cross my legs as I save the picture in my phone and put it as my background. 

Zayn lifted his head from my shoulder but kept hold of my hand. It wasn't awkward holding his hand; because we were great friends, but we were one hundred percent sure we were into girls.

Charlie comes and sits on my legs that are still crossed, and I tangle my fingers through hers.

"I wanna know something." Danielle says. "Charlotte, are you naturally brunette like Niall?"

Charlie nods, "Yeah, I am a natural brunette as well. When Niall and I were about 12 we went and got our hair dyed blonde together."

"Wow, you two did like everything together!" Eleanor says.

"Yeah, and because you know, our families are so close, so we were allowed to do everything together!"

"Well, what about Stacey?" Harry asks.

"She's one of my bestfriends as well, but she had other close friends too, which she's allowed to have, so she would also hang out with them sometimes, so sometimes it was just Niall and I."

"Yeah, but my friends turned out to be total bitches, and so I left them and just decided to stick with Niall and Charlie, because they were the only people I could trust," Stacey explains and then she clutches her stomach, "Ow!"

"What's wrong?" Harry leans forward.

"My stomach hurts. Oh, I think I am going to be sick." 

I feel Charlie tense as Liam jumps up and runs to the kitchen.

He brings back a large bowl just in time, as Stacey vomits into it while Harry holds her hair back.

*Charlie's POV*

When she is finished, Liam takes the bowl into the kitchen, before calling, "Danielle, can you come help me please?"

Danielle hurries off and Harry turns to Stacey. "What's going on Stacey? You don't normally just get sick like that."

I look at Stacey and notice she is crying. "I-I want to tell you, Harry, but I can't."

"I thought we were in a trustworthy relationship?" he yells.

"We are!" she shouts back, letting more tears flow.

"Then why won't you tell me what is going on?"

"B-because..." she pauses.

He gets up, shakes his head and goes to walk away, but turns around and says, "You know, before you, I hooked up with a lot of girls. I never stayed in a committed relationship, but once I met you, my world changed. I didn't want to hurt you, and I still don't, but obviously you don't see this as a relationship." He turns again and starts walking.

"I do, Harry! I want to tell you but I can't!"

Harry halts in his tracks, but doesn't turn around when he says, "Can't or won't?" and then walks out the door, to who knows where.

"I'll go talk to him." Louis says, and goes after him.

I watch Louis leave, before turning back to Stacey, "Why don't you just tell him?"

"I can't. He will freak out and leave me and then the baby won't have a father!"

"The baby won't have a father if you don't tell him!" I say, raising my voice a little, and then I sigh. "You know, I may not have known Harry forever, but I know that he won't leave you over some pregnancy. He will stick by you, Stacey, so don't let him go."

"Wait, am I hearing this right?" Zayn asks.

"Are you pregnant, Stacey?" Liam asks, now sitting back down with Danielle.

Stacey simply nods and looks down.

"Please, don't let him go." I say, a tear leaving my eye. "You won't find another guy like him, Stacey."

She looks at me for a few seconds, before nodding. "You're right, I can't let him go."