Had To Be You||N.H

Chapter 50-Putting The Plan Into Action

*Niall's POV*

"What do you need Niall better be a good reason for making me cancel my 10 am meeting." Simon snarled taking a seat in his chair.

I sat down in the small arm chair in front of his desk as my nerves began to grow.

"Yes well it's about James." I said gripping into the arm rest.

"James! I love James's he is such a nice guy." Simon exclaimed.

"Yes, well he is Ella's farther and he hasn't been the kindest to her." I said.

"What do you mean by that?" Simon asked, I sat up in my chair and rested my hands in my knees.

"Well he has been threatening Ella on leaving the tour." I said.

"In what way?"

"A lot of ways, he has been telling and screaming at her and well he is an asshole in general." I said.

"Niall I can't just fire him for no reason." Simon said.

"Are you serious isn't that a good enough reason! None of us like him, Ella is frightened by him, he told Ella to fly back to Australia!" I shouted.

"Simon I am begging you, please get rid of him." I said getting down on my knees.

Simon was chuckling in amusement of my actions towards all this, I take a seat back in my chair as Simon sits back.

"Niall I will call him in tomorrow, we all will have a sit down chat and Ella is going to be there to." Simon said with a small smile on his lips.

"Thank you Simon." I said getting up from the chair walking out of his office.

*Ella's POV*

"Liam do we have paracetamol?" I asked him.

"Yeah in the top cupboard, you alright?" He asked looking over his shoulder.

"I have been vomiting all morning." I sighed putting the tablets in my mouth chasing them down with a glass of water.

"Just go lay down okay?" Liam demanded.

I nodded my head and walked back into mine and Niall's bedroom, I fell back on the soft white sheets scrolling through my phone. When I think of it I have been 3 weeks late on my period, oh shit no I am way to young to be pregnant, I cant have a baby yet.

"Molly!" I shouted sitting up in the bed.

A few short seconds later Molly runs into the room with a panicked expression on her face.

"You know exercise ain't my thing women." She said catching her breath.

"Can you get me something from the chemist." I asked.

"Sure, what do you need?" Molly asked.

"Umm, pregnancy test." I said looking down at my feet.

Molly's eyes grew wider, they looked like there were going to pop out of her head.

"Sure." She said walking out of the room.

I fell back on the bed and looked up at the white ceiling.

I am not ready for a baby, not now, Niall's career is well and truly taking off and I can't handle looking after a child. Oh god imagine the birth, pushing one out will surely hurt like hell.

I'd be stuck at home with the baby while Niall goes and makes his dreams reality every single day.

I'm not mentally and emotionally ready for a baby, I mean you know how much stress they cause. Probably up to the fucking 100 or more on my stress levels.