Gang leader (niall horan)

Chapter 26

So yeah, I was debating whether I should delete this book or not, but then. It was the first one I wrote. So yeah I'm updating after decades.
Because I'm a bit lazy, and dark Niall seem to bore me these days.
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"You know it's rude to peek into other people's room, right?"

Niall whispered into my ears as he set down the mug in front of me.
I gulped. I've been caught.
"Next time, close the door." I said with every ounce of courage I had.
"What? Are you jealous?" He smirked as he stroked my arms.
"Of what? Your sex life? No thank you." I tired to get away from his but he griped my arms hard.
"I smelled sarcasm in your words, Missy." He kissed my earlobe.
"Your point?" I sighed.
I was defenseless I couldn't do anything or he'd hurt me, like usual.
"If you want it, just ask for it." He smiled a disgusting smile that turned my stomach upside down.
"No thank you." I declined his offer. I was raped.
Did he actually think that I could sleep with someone after what I went through?
I just hope I'm not pregnant with that man's child.
"D-do you think I'll get p-pregnant?" I asked scared.
I couldn't stop the words from coming out. They came out on their own.
It was wrong of me to ask him.
"I'll kill him if you are." His words were dripping with venom.
Which scared me.
"You'll get abortion if you're pregnant." He stated nonchalantly.
"What? What is it for you? It's my child. Whether I get abortion or no, is something I'll choose not you!" I didn't know why, but I was already siding with the non-existed baby inside me.
"What? So you are thinking of keeping it?" He snorted and looked at me with a disgusted smile.
"What? You think I'll kill a baby that hasn't even seen the sunlight yet?" I got angry at how he saw this matter silly.
"I don't care who's the father. I'm taking care of the baby, if there is one." I told him and went to my own room.
Today, I'm running away.

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That day I ran away. Can I say I was happy? I was more than it.
I left the country and went to Australia.
It's way better here, and I don't think he'd actually look for me.
After a couple of weeks i found out I was pregnant.
I wasn't sad or happy.
But I felt relieved.
I was having a baby.

***

4 years later.

"Mommy?" My little girl called as she walked on me in the kitchen.
I got a girl. I named her Amy.
"Yes honey?" I smiled as I looked at her appearance.
She had just woken up from sleep and was looking really cute.
"Did you brush your teeth?" I asked as I set her breakfast on the table.
She nodded a couple of times before grabbing her baby fork and started eating her breakfast.
I ran away, we ran away.
I changed my name.
I changed my appearance. I lost more weight and cut my hair, also dyed it.
I'm working now at a fashion industry. I earn well and I'm pretty happy about it.
I could manage a good house and good education for my daughter.
But something is strange.
Her DNA test said she wasn't Chris's daughter.
She was someone else's daughter.
I couldn't even believe it or bring myself to say it.
"Baby, finish fast so that I can drop you at school." I told her as I set her lunch box and her school bag.
"Yes, mommy." She said as she cleaned her mouth and hands.
She took her stuff from me and headed towards the door excited to go to school.

I dropped her off at her school and went to my work. It was 2 minutes away by car and 5 by walking.
Our House was also near.
I said good morning to my colleagues and went to my private office.
I started doing work here and there sending files to the CEO and stuff that usually gets on my nerve if I didn't do them.
The CEO's secretary came to meet me, saying that the CEO wants to meet with me regarding the new director.
I made sure I looked presentable and went to the CEO's office.
I greeted her and talked for a while. She was a good person and I loved her. We were good friends ever since I started working here.
She was a normal worker and got promoted to the CEO's place. We found out later that she was the heiress of this company.
"The new director is really good and hard-working." She told me as she showed me his application.
I didn't have time to see the name and picture because he came into the room.
It was the face of the person who I was running away from.
He look different.
I couldn't talk or even blink my eye, for I was shitting my pants right now.
It was non other than him.
"It's nice to work with you. I'm Niall James Horan." He smiled.