"we love you too" you blow a kiss down the phone, and head off to sleep.
In the morning you take out your phone, and look through your interactions. People are speculating about you, and why you were in the 'Mothercare' shop, loads are assuming that you are pregnant and some have even started fanpages labelled 'Baby Horan' yet you reply to no questions/ Some big accounts are tweeting 'We have no word from Niall or Aimee, so calm down, we don't know what's going on' yet speculation is far from over. Niall tweets fans normally, just keeping up with their banter, but he doesn't reply to any questions. It's strange knowing he's in a completely different timezone, but somehow you still keep connected. Anyway, as the days go by, your bum starts becoming a bit more noticable and people around you school begin to give you looks. It's uncomfortable. You carry your folder infront of your stomach walking around school when all of a sudden your school guidence teacher pulls you aside.
"Aimee, I don't know how to ask you this?" she says
"What is it miss?"
"Well, i'm sure you've heard the rumours, about umm"
"What?"
"About you apparently being with child?"
You go quiet and look at the floor pulling your folder as close into your bump.
"Aimee?!" she asks
You look up straight into her eyes, tears form from nothing in the corners of yours.
"It's true isn't it?" she lowers her tone
You sniff
"Yes" you say as the tear drops down your cheek. You can't look at her anymore.
"Come on, come with me" she says putting her arm over you taking you into her office. You puts your bag and folder on the floor and she hands you a tissue.
"How far along are you?" she asks
"A couple of months' you say, dabbing your puffed up eyes
"So are you planning on keeping it?"
"Yeah, Niall is back from tour in a few weeks so he'll be here to support me, and my mum said that she can help a bit too"
"Well as long as you think you can handle it, and just so you know my door is always open for you"
"Thanks miss, oh please don't tell anybody yet, we wanna tell everyone ourselves"
"Anything you tell me is confidential Aimee, you know that"
You grab your bag and folder and head off for your last lesson. It felt good knowing that someone else knows too.
3 weeks later:
After much more speculation from the fans, your friends and teachers, it was now time for Niall to come back from the tour. You go to the airport to meet him. The airline stewards take you to the private suites to wait as you know in the front of the airport fans will be gathering. As you stand looking out of the full length window, you watch as the planes come and go. You wait anxiously for the boys privatejet to land. You wait for another half an hour, then another. You begin worrying. As you start panicking, you pace the room, looking at the clock constantely. Suddenly the suite door flies open. You turn. Niall stands before you, his suitcase in one hand and his hand luggage in the other. He drops it. Opens his arms and you run into them.
"Niall!" you scream as he picks you up.
"Hey gorgeous" he says putting you down on the groud. His hands find their way to the bump.
"Hey baby" he says into your bump.
His smile is infectious. His blue oceanic eyes don't ever seem to leave yours as he takes your hands into his,
"you have no idea how much i've missed you both"
"Awhh baby, we've missed you more. His forhead rests on yours
"So you ready to tell everyone?" he says. You inhale a deep breath.
"Yes" you say biting your lip. He can't resist it anymore and he softly covers your lips with his.
"Love you Aimee" he says into your lips mid kiss
"Love you more" you say cupping his face in your hands...
