Like I Never Loved You At All {Sequel To Life's Highway}

Chapter Ten-For God Sake Chantelle

"...So, what your saying," Darian persisted. "Is that...you want a boy not a girl?"

Zayn put his face in his hands and shook his head in frustration.

"No," He replied. "I want both-"

"But-"

"I want both. But, a boy first then a girl."

"What if we don't have a second child?" Darian whined.

"Do you want a second child?" Zayn asked raising an eyebrow. Darian nodded as she stared at Zayn from her space on the leather lounge seriousness all over her face.

"Yes." She said bluntly.

"Then we'll have a second child."

"Zayn, it took us two years to get me pregnant, it'll probably take another two years to do it again."

"Doesn't matter."

"It does matter, the age gaps would be terrible."

"What's wrong with age gaps?"

"When I was fifteen Wendy had a three year old son and Phoebe had a newborn daughter. It was awkward." Darian replied bluntly.

Zayn ran his fingers through his hair. "But Phoebe was a seventeen year old slut-"

"Actually it was Louis." Darian interrupted. "I watched it all, they used to "babysit" me, well that's what they told my mum they were actually making out in Phoebe's room, and I used to listen at the door, Louis was charming and Phoebe was a hopeless romantic."

"Point taken." Zayn shrugged. "Either way, back to our problem. Age gaps are good, they won't exactly be at each others throats. Niall and Chantelle have that problem."

"What do you mean?"

"Arizona and Jace have some...disagreements you could call it."

"They're two!"

"And Jace wants to watch Spiderman but Ari wants barbie."

"Point taken."

Darian and Zayn sat in silence on the lounge, neither saying a word as they entwined hands. For them, it was all coming together perfectly.

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ONE DIRECTION HEART THROBE NIALL HORAN A CHEATER?

The headline was all over the internet, and as little time Chantelle had to use her laptop for even a second, it was the first thing she saw when she looked at ten at night.

"...Ari's finally asleep." Niall said as he walked into the bedroom. "Took the whole Beatrix Potter series but she'll be asleep 'til at least seven tomorrow."

Chantelle didn't reply, she stared bitterly at her laptop not even taking a glance as her husband pulled his shirt off.

"Chan." Niall said looking at her a confused look on his face.

"What?" Chantelle hissed as she snapped her laptop shut.

"Jeez I just wanted to know if you heard what I said-what's your problem?"

"Oh you know what my problem is Niall Horan."

"No I don't." Niall shot back as Chantelle put her laptop on the chest at the end of the bed. She miserably rolled her eyes before laying on the bed pulling the duvet over herself.

"What is it?" Niall asked in annoyance. "Chantelle what the fucks your problem?"

Chantelle just laid in bed, not glancing at Niall her eyes glued to the wall.