This Love (Niall fanfiction)

chapter 54

Niall's P.O.V

It's been five months and Cleo is very pregnant. I fortunately did not have to work. I had more than enough money for the both of us and a child. Cleo has been eating everything in the house, but suprisingly she hasn't gained any weight while she's pregnant. Her metabolism was up there with mine, probably not as fast as mine, but it was quick. I go upstairs and grab one of Cleo's periwinkle colored cardigans to give to her. 

It was time to go to the doctors office to get an ultrasound to check on the baby. I help her into the car, shutting her door and going around to the opposite side to get in.

The drive there was Cleo complaining about the temperature in the car. If I turned the air on, she'd say she's too cold; if I turned on the heater, she'd complain about how warm it was in the car.

I was not to argue with a pregnant woman. They're already moody as is. She just pulled out her cell phone and starting typing away.

"It smells like a giant glove in here." Cleo said. I ignored her complaint and grabbed her hand, connecting it with mine. We walk into the cold room and Dr. Adaltive instructed Cleo to lay on the thin sheet of paper that covered the bed. 

"Would you like to know the sex of the baby?" Dr. Adaltive questioned, rubbing the object over Cleo's stomach. I look down at Cleo to see her smiling at the monitor that showed the growing fetus inside of her. Seeing her smile like that made me extremely happy. She flicks her eyes up to meet my blue ones and I can see slight tears in her eyes. 

"Not yet, let's make it a suprise." She said looking back at the doctor. 

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The car ride wasn't very socialable due to Cleo's phone distracting her. I pull into the driveway and get out going around to her side to let her out. She said thank you and we went inside. I took my coat off and put it on the coat rack.

I go upstairs to change into my grey sweatpants and come back downstairs to join Cleo. I find her typing on her phone.. once again. She was on that thing literally all day. The only time she wasn't on it was in the doctor's office. I don't want to instinately jump to conclusions and assume she's talking to another guy. 

"Who are you texting?" I said sitting down on the couch next to her. 

"No one." She said still smiling while she turned her phone off and giving me her full attention. 

"For it to be no one you sure are smiling a lot while you text them."

This escalated quicker than I thought. The small question that I asked her rose into an argument resulting in her raising her voice. 

"Stop stressing me out!" She yelled at me, getting off of the couch to stand up.

"I'm not stressing you out!" 

"Yes you are!" I stood up and followed her out of the room that she had just stormed out of. 

Cleo's P.O.V -

I had found out my cousin, Isaac, was back from the military two days ago, Monday. He had randomly found my number and decided to give me a call. We had been texting each other ever since he told me. I had barely texted him the other days, but he said he wanted to see me again soon. Isaac had dark brown hair and it curled at the ends naturally. He was around six foot two.

To: Isaac: what could we do if we met up? 

From: Cleo: we could go out for tea & catch up over dinner, if you'd like? 

To: Isaac: Of course! That sounds fun! 

From: Cleo: We could go to Grind's Grill?