Still the One- A One Direction Love Story.

Chapter Eleven

The day after the girls, Niall, and I went to the Eiffel Tower, I was making eggs and bacon for the girls and Niall for breakfast, when the smell of the raw bacon started making me feel nauseous. I had run off to the bathroom, and the contents of my stomach were in the toilet instead.

Niall must have heard me puking, because he opened the door to the bathroom and held back my hair that was falling in my face.

Once I'm done with the puking, I rest my body tiredly against the wall opposite of the toilet.

"Hey," Niall coos, "Are you feeling okay?"

"I feel kinda better now. Will you go get me a glass of water?" I ask him, and he nods and leaves the bathroom.

Niall comes back with the water which I drink gladly. Niall sits down next to me, and I lay down on his lap. He strokes my hair until I feel better, but once I realise I left the stove top with the bacon and eggs still cooking, I rush out of the bathroom to find the food burning.

I turn off the food and open the window to let out the fumes, but the smeel of the now burned food makes me feel twice as sick the before.

I puke the empty contents of my stomach into the toilet once again. When I'm done I feel weak, but the girls start to cry, so I push myself up off of the floor and rinse out my mouth once again.

I leave the bathroom to go get the girls, but find that Niall already has them out of their cribs and watching some show on the telly.

I lay down on the couch with the girls, to try and get the nausea to go away.

"Mumma!" Charlie says, and kisses my cheek.

"Morning, baby girl," I say, and ruffle her hair.

"Look mumma! It's the Wiggles!" Eloise says, pointing to the screen.

"Yeah baby," I say.

"Mumma sing!" they say, but I don't think I can because I still feel naseous.

"Sorry, babies, but I can't, Mumma feels sick," I say.

Eloise and Charlie seems to understand this, so they get up from the floor so that they can hug me and kiss my nose.

I kiss them back, and they sit back down to watch The Wiggles.

Niall joins us on the couch, and I list up so he can sit where my head was. I lay back down with my head in his lap, and he just sits there at strokes my hair.

"Are you feeling better, love?" he asks me.

"Kind of, I think I just have a bug," I reply.

"Maybe you should go to the doctor?" he says.

"No, I don't like going to the doctor's. I'm just gonna wait a week, go from there," I say, and Niall just nods.

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Two weeks pass, but the sickness doesn't go away. I decide it's best to just go to the doctor's.

Niall left a week and a half ago, so I'm by myself with the girls.

I have Matty and Olly watch the girls whilst I go to the doctor's.

When I get there, they run some tests so they can figure out what's wrong.

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I'm floored.

I wouldn't have expected this again.

The first time was bad enough, but now that's it happened a second time, I'm more concerned then ever.

I have to tell Niall, and soon.

I decide that it would be best to move back to London, which is horrible because I have to leave Olly and Matty.

What is the horrible news?

I'm pregnant again.