Today I was just lounging around the house, watching movies and eating food. It's now 5 weeks away from my due date and to be honest I'm kinda scared.
"Hey Babe." Niall piped and jumped next to me, kissing my cheek.
"Hi." I rest my head on his shoulder and he wraps his arm around me.
"Um... I have bad news." He mumbles and I quickly pull away to look at him.
"What?"
"I met with my father today." He bites his lip nervously. I'm nervous as well. Or maybe scared. Sad? Fuck my emotions.
"What did he have to say?" I ask and eat a bit of popcorn.
"Okay, don't freak out. I won't let this happen but..." He trails off and I grab his hand. "He wants your child."
My eyes widen. "What the— hell no! She's mine! He will not step foot in this fucking house, Niall. Or so help me I will fucking rip him apart." I spat, his eyes widen.
"Whoa, chill. I said it's not gonna happen. Well he's gonna try but I won't let him near you two. I love you." He kisses my forehead and I sigh.
"Harry." I said in panic. "He can—"
"He's not doing fuck all, Tiffany. He's done enough already." He growls and storms into the kitchen. I hesitantly grab the phone off the coffee table and dial Harry's number.
"We need to talk."
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"Okay, you have us here what do you want?" Harry asked and we all sat in a booth.
"Well," I bite my lip and take a drink of my tea, "I'm gonna need your help, both of you." Harry and Louis both give me a strange look.
"With what? That nut has your back." Harry scowls and I roll my eyes.
"He thinks he has it all under control, but he doesn't. This is about our child, Harry." I rest my face in my hands.
"Hey, don't stress out okay. It's bad for her and you. We'll help you with anything, Tiffany." Louis said softly.
"Niall's father wants her." I blurt.
"What! Niall's father is like—"
I cut Harry off. "I know, Niall can't do it on his own." I croak and place my hand on my stomach. "I'm scared, he's gonna kill her." I sob and they both had panicked looks on their faces.
"T-Tiffany. Alright chill, w-we'll help, right Lou?" Harry asks and Louis looks hesitant.
"I-I don't know about this. We could get killed, Harry." Louis said in a shaky tone.
"We'll be okay, I'll try my best to protect you both."
"And what about you?" I asked. Harry sighs.
"I don't care long as if I know my two loves are safe. And by love for you I meant the kid." He chuckles when Louis glares at him.
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Lies lies
Fanfiction"You're a moster...that's all i can describe you as...fucking worthles monster." I screamed as he stood there with a smirk on his face. I held the liftless boy in my arms with my hands shaking wildly as i stroked his blond locks waiting for him to...
