Trapped 5: Happily Ever After *Sequel To Trapped 4: You've Changed My Life*

Chapter 13-Homesick

"Is that camera on?" I ask when I notice Harry's laptop pointed towards us, "turn that camera off right now."

I run over to Niall and slam Harry's laptop closed, feeling as though my entire world is about to crash down in the blink of an eye. Niall gives me a confused glance as I begin to feel tears in my eyes. Everyone's gonna hate me. They're gonna hate me being with Harry. They all wanted him and I to break up. I remain motionless unsure of my next move. My feet decide to run away so next thing I know I'm being taken upstairs. I jump onto my bed and grab my pillow, clinging it for support.

"Liz," I hear Niall softly call.

"Get out," I mumble when I suddenly feel his hand pressing up against my back.

"I'm sorry-"

"You knew the fans wouldn't like it," I blurt.

"I know and I'm sorry-"

"Why'd you film us?" I ask when the first tear falls down my cheek.

"I don't know and I'm sorry-"

"You're not sorry. I'm sure you're thrilled that the fans are pissed and now Harry and I are probably gonna break up."

"You guys aren't gonna break up-"

"Oh how do you know?!?" I cry.

"I don't," Niall mumbles while looking down at the mattress.

"So then why are you-"

Suddenly, I'm cut off when I feel Niall's soft lips on mine. Why do these boys do this to me?!? Make me fall in love with them all over again. Oh boy.........

I pull away, still feeling sparks from the kiss. I look at Niall and his eyes almost seem to be sparkling. That was amazing.

"What was that for?" I ask while still feeling butterflies in my stomach.

"I wanted to shut you up. Did it work?"

"Yes," I nod while trying to resist blushing.

I smile and then gently lean in to give Niall a hug. He just holds me tight, not seeming to want to let go.

"Forever and always," Niall whispers as he pulls away flashing his perfect smile.

What does that even mean?!?

*Louis' POV*

I watch as Perrie struts out of the room, clearly satisfied with herself. I just practically shit bricks in my pants. How does she even know these things? Is she trying to blackmail me? Because that's what it seems like. I walk out of Perrie's bedroom and make my way into Casey's room to change her diaper when I suddenly hear Dylan crying. Superdad to the rescue..........

"Hey buddy!" I cheer when I step into Dylan's room to see him eager to get out of his crib.

I pick Dylan up, twirling him in my arms. I set him down on the changing table so I can change his diaper and that's when Dylan begins to get fussy. I attempt to unbutton his onesie but Dylan begins kicking and blocking the buttons with his arms.

"C'mon Dylan," I groan, becoming frustrated.

Dylan babbles something that sounds like no and continues being difficult, not wanting me to change him.

"Fine," I sigh, "I guess we'll have to do this the hard way then."

I try once more to get Dylan's onesie off but then he throws a hissy fit and begins screaming.

"Dylan!" I groan.

"Dada," Dylan whines.

Oh no.......

This isn't good.........

I see what's going on here. I pick Dylan up and hold him in my arms, seeing sadness in his eyes.

"Do you miss daddy?" I ask softly, feeling sorry for Dylan.

Maybe Harry should've brought Dylan and Daisy with them........

Dylan nods and then a slight tear escapes his eye, but I'm quick to wipe it away.

"Shhh don't cry. It'll be OK. Daddy will be home before you know it," I comfortingly whisper.

I just hope he does come home.........

*Liz's POV*

"Everything OK in here?" Harry asks as he pokes his head into our bedroom.

Little does he know what actually went on about five minutes ago. I shoot Niall a quick death glare and he nods, understanding that the kiss is not to be brought up. Niall scoots over on the bed and Harry sits down next to me, immediately engulfing me in a big teddy bear hug. He gives me a quick peck on my cheek and then I push him away, feeling pains in my stomach again. I clutch my stomach and lie down on one of the pillows on my bed.

My eyes just barely open wide enough to see Harry and Niall exchange worried and confused glances. Harry decides to lay down beside me and cuddle. Niall just awkwardly sits on the bed, unsure of where he fits in. I begin to doze off to sleep when I suddenly hear my phone buzz.

"Can you get that Niall?" I ask, "it's a text message. Read it out loud."

"Alright," Niall nods before he leans over to grab my phone.

Niall grabs the phone, holding it in his hands and begins playing with it in an attempt to unlock it.

"4126 is the passcode," I tell him with a smile, thinking that he looks cute when he's clueless.

"4,1,2,6," Niall mumbles to himself as he unlocks my phone.

He presses a few buttons and then all I hear out of him is a slight gasp. I look at Niall to see that his jaw has dropped and his eyes have gone wide. This can't be good.

"What's it say?" I ask, but Niall just continues staring at the screen, "Niall? Who's it from? What does it say?"

Dammit Niall stop ignoring me and tell me........

Or maybe I don't wanna know............