I'm Arranged To Marry Him?!

Chapter 3

*****Niall's POV*****

***6 months later***

I sit with Brooke in the waiting room. "Brooklyn Horan?" The nurse calls out. We quickly stand and head over to her. She leads us down the hall and into an office. "Doctor Stevenson will be with you shortly." The nurse says and walks away. "What happens if I'm pregnant, Niall?" Brooke asks quietly. "Then we have a little baby which will be the perfect combination of us. But they will be as amazing as you are." I say. She blushes and looks away. "Mr and Mrs Horan? I'm Doctor Stevenson. Tell me what seems to be the problem." A man says, walking in. "Well, I've been getting sick randomly, I'm more tired than usual and my appetite has grown." Brooke says. The doctor nods. "I'll need to do a blood test to find out what is wrong." He says. We nod and he heads off to grab the correct gear.

I place, the now sleeping, Brooke down on the couch as the lads run in. "Be quiet. Brooke is right there sleeping." I say. They look at her and nod. "How was the doctors?" Liam asks. "Well, um, we're officially having a baby in 6 months. We're going back in two months to find out the gender." I say. They cheer loudly and Brooke shots up. Everyone freezes and stares at her. "What's for lunch?" She questions. We sigh in relief and I stand her up. "What does the baby want us to eat today?" I smile. She thinks for a few second before smiling back at me. "The baby is leaning towards Pizza and cheese." She states. The lads stare at us weirdly as she says that. "We make sure that the baby gets what it is making Brooke crave everyday. Even I follow the craving chart. So if you're with us for the day, the craving list you must follow." I explain to them. They nod and we head out to the car.

"I can't believe you two had a competition on who could eat more!" Harry complains as we drive up to the paintball place. "Why are we here?" Brooke asks. "We're gonna play a few games with our favorite Aussies and their opening act of three. That means you're someone's partner." Liam explains. I wrap my arm around her shoulders and we climb out. "Niall, I can't play! The baby." She says. My eyes widen. "We'll get you a lot of protection so you can." I say. She frowns and walks off to the group waiting for us. I look to the lads and they shrug.

Pull Brooke through the woods as fast as possible, while she cries. "Niall, I could lose the baby if the protection doesn't work." She sobs. I sigh and lift her up bridal style. I run to one of the buildings at the far end of the arena and place her in the corner.

I gasp in shock as Mark shoots Brooke in the stomach. The lads run over quickly as Brooke breathes faster. "It's gonna be okay. If you start feeling pain anytime soon, we'll head to the hospital." I rush, rubbing circles on her back. "Niall? Is there something you're not telling us?" Luke asks. I nod and look up at them. "Brooke is pregnant." I sigh and look at my feet. "Then she shouldn't be out here! The baby is at risk on field!" Ashton and Calum yell. Brooklyn sends me a look and shoots my stomach. Ashton quickly leads Brooke off the field as the others stare at me.

I run to the canteen area of paintball to see only Ashton. "Where's Brooke?!" I panic. "She fell asleep when I was carrying her over here, so I took her home." He says. I nod and start taking my gear off with the others.

I step into the house and up to our bedroom. I smile at Brooke and wake her up. "What?" She mumbles. "You have to eat something." I say helping her up. "Apples?" She asks. I nod and carry her downstairs.

"I'm sorry I risked the baby with a game of paintball." I say, placing a bowl of sliced apple in front of her. "It's fine. I sure the protection worked. There was no pain, so we're fine." She says. I nod and grip onto her hand.

***3 months later***

We sit in the doctor's office waiting for doctor Stevenson to figure out the gender. "There we go! You're having a baby boy!" He calls, pointing at the screen. Smile at Niall and he places a kiss on my cheek. "Thank you. Do you know when he is due?" Niall asks. "Christmas or Boxing day. If Brooklyn has any pain in the stomach around that time, bring her in straight away." Doctor Stevenson says as he prints off a few pictures, "I'll see you around the due date, Mr and Mrs Horan. Has a great day."

I place Brooke beside Louis as he play Harry Potter: The Order Of The Phoenix video game. I laugh as he gets jinxed. Brooke reaches her hand out and takes the controller. Within minutes Draco and his gang are passed out. The game saves and I turn it off. "What's the gender?" Louis cheers. "I don't think you should know." Brooke states. "BOO!" Harry screams, grabbing her shoulders as he pops up. She screams and falls onto the ground. Liam quickly pulls her onto the couch properly. I hit Harry and head over to Brooke. I lift her up and carry her up to our bedroom. "Get some rest, Brooke. We'll get our baby's things organized tomorrow." I say. She nods and I tuck her under the covers.

"NIALL! THE BABY IS KICKING!" Brooklyn yells from upstairs. My eyes widen in shock and run up to the bedroom. I sit beside Brooke and place my hand on her bump. "Hey Buddy. Make sure you don't hurt Mommy because you're inside of her and it will hurt her if you kick too hard. Also, if Mommy is asleep, you have to sleep too, just to make it fair on her." I say to the little boy. I place a light kiss on the bump and get a light kick. I smile up at Brooke and rub the bump gently.