Happy Mistakes (Niall Horan Lovestory)

Remended

Tori's P.O.V.

I knew that this would be coming sooner or later. Stuff like this always happens to me. My parents must've heard I was causing 'trouble' and they want to ship me off to another unknown relative. I bet all my life's savings that it was that whore's mother that called my parents.

Everything just has to revolve around her. Even Sapphire's sick of it. It's not her damn business, yet she chooses to be the center. Newsflash, you're not. She takes credit for every achievement of Sapphire's. Every win, every goal. For the most part, she can not stand when her precious angel looses. What a mom.

Anyway, I just got off the phone with mine and she sounds absolutely fed up with me in general. Nothing I haven't heard before, but for it to come from your own mom, it fucking stings.
And she even had the damn nerve to tell me to apologize to Sapphire. Not ask, tell. If I'm correct, her exact words were "....And you better apologize to Sapphire. She's been nothing but good to you. You don't even deserve that girl."

Nothing but good huh. She the one thing I wanted most. The only thing I wanted. She already had one but she decided had one but being to bitch that she is, she decided that she wanted to see me gravel and look even more desperate so...she was greedy and went after both Harry and Niall. But jokes on her, she lost both. Not to mention her two best friends. And, she's pregnant with no paternal support. Lol. Her life is a mess.

Me being stubborn, even when she lost him, I chose to make her suffer more. I wanted it and I got it. But now that I think of it, I'm not sure if that's what I actually wanted.

Sapphire's P.O.V.

Life.
Oxford Dictionary definition: The condition that distinguishes animals and plants from inorganic matter.

Wikipedia Definition: Life is a characteristic distinguishing physical entities having biological processes from those that do not.

My heart's Definition: Fucked up.

As I buttoned up my blouse and pulled up my jeans, I heard a sudden pound on the door downstairs. When I was younger my parents made sure I knew not to open the door unless they said so, or unless I was expecting company.
They're not even here right now so who gives a shit. I won't even live here for much longer either. I don't know where I'm gonna stay but I know it's not here.

I was supposed to be gone about fifteen minutes ago for my doctors appointment but I woke up a little late so oh well I guess.

The pounding on the door occurred once again. "I'm coming!" I shouted as I rushed down the stairs while finishing up the last button on my blouse.

Oh well look who the cat dragged in.

Kacey's P.O.V.

As she opened the door I quickly flung my body onto her, embracing her in a bone crushing hug, insuring that my lower region didn't press too hard on her tummy. She took a step back to balance herself since I could tell she was a bit taken aback. As I pulled away, my eyes couldn't help it but wander to her stomach.

"Hi?" She questioned with perfectly furrowed eyebrows, unsure of what my presence meant. For a pregnant girl, she really did have a glow. She looked the same facially but her already voluminous hair looked way more thick and bouncy as it lay gracefully on her shoulders in perfect beach waves.
"Hey." I smiled. "I know you're wondering why I'm here," I started. "That would be a good place to start." She said rolling her eyes as she made her way past me and outside the door, heading toward her car. "Just give me five minutes. " I begged. "I don't have five minutes. I have an appointment that was supposed to start twenty minutes ago." She said. "For the baby?!" I asked a little over enthusiastically. "Can I come? Please? So I can explain myself." I asked. I had already gotten into her car though. She glanced at me and rolled her eyes. "Plus, I want to see the baby." I smiled. She stared at me as if debating wether to agree or not. Then, she let out a loud sigh. "Fine." She said while smiling, with that, we began our journey to the hospital.