The next morning, I was woken from my sleep by the overwhelming need to be sick, so disentangling myself from Liam's warm embrace, I ran to the toilet and promptly threw up everything in my stomach.
"Hey. Where did you go?" Liam asked sleepily from his position on the bed once I got back to my room to find him sitting up and watching me as I crawled back into bed.
"To throw up." I sighed, lying down at Liam's side and groaning when I saw it was barely half six in the morning. God; how I hated morning sickness.
"Oh. Are you going back to sleep then?" Liam asked, lying on his back beside me. As an answer, I just grumbled and moved to lie across his chest, which I suppose he took as a yes because then he just hugged me and didn't try to start a conversation.
"Niall, wake up!" Louis exclaimed some time later; plopping down on the edge of my bed and bouncing slightly while poking my hip rhythmically.
"Piss off, Lou." I grumbled, pushing him off the bed and rolling away from him; trying to get back to sleep, which apparently wasn't happening any time soon.
"Ow.....Somebody's in a mood this morning." Louis laughed, jumping up and continuing to poke me.
"Lou, I'm tired, hormonal and woke up at half six this morning to throw up: I think I'm entitled to be a bit grumpy." I sighed, before turning my head just as Louis was about to poke my cheek so I could bite his finger.
"Ow! Did you just bite me?! Oh my God; Niall just bit me!" Louis exclaimed indignantly, pouting as he examined his finger.
"I told you not to wake him, Lou. He can be irritable in the morning as is." Harry laughed, sticking his head into the room before skipping over to Louis to kiss his finger and pull him into a hug.
"What did you want anyway, Lou?" I asked, sitting up with a yawn as I registered that Liam was no longer by my side.
"I wanted to wake you so we could go talk to Management. It's ten o'clock and I have plans this evening but I want to be there when you tell them." Louis sighed with a fake sniffle as he cuddled up to Harry, who was still laughing silently.
"Alright, alright. I'll get up now then. Sorry about biting you, Lou." I sighed, throwing the covers to the bottom of the bed and standing with a stretch.
"It's OK. I understand. Come on; Harry made breakfast!" Louis laughed, taking my hand and dragging me out of the room, not even letting me put on a shirt first.
"Morning Nialler. You feeling OK?" Liam asked, smiling at me as Louis dragged me into the room.
"Yeah, I'm fine. Just a bit tired." I replied, stifling a yawn as Harry returned to the cooker to finish off breakfast and Louis got in the way while trying to be helpful.
"Well that's good." Liam replied with a smile, flicking Zayn's nose to keep him from falling asleep again.
"Oh God!" I moaned; nausea hit immediately once Harry lifted the lid off one of the pots, making the room fill with the smell of egg cooking and I scrambled up to go throw up again.
"Are you OK?" Liam asked once I'd slouched back into the room, plopping down beside him at the kitchen table.
"Yeah; I'm fine. Sorry Hazza: I love your cooking, but apparently the baby doesn't agree." I groaned, rubbing my stomach and hoping I'd thrown up everything in it now so I wouldn't have to do that again.
"It's OK. When my Aunt was pregnant she couldn't go near turkey but now both her and her son love it." Harry laughed, turning back to the cooker with a big smile.
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The Night That Changed It All
Fanfiction*Niam Mpreg Story* When Niall and Liam have a little too much to drink on a night out, their whole lives are turned upside down.
