Lovin' Styles

Congrats - Chapter 23

Riley's POV:

"Do you like me?" I asked Niall.

It all made sense.

He got angry when Harry and I were holding hands.

He offered to stay with just me at the house.

Niall said he only drinks when he's angry or upset - he was angry at us being engaged!

I am the cause of this car crash.

Niall sat on the hospital bed, fiddling with the sheets.

"Niall," I barked and he looked up at me. I have to tell him no. Isn't it obvious he can't like me? I'm an engaged woman!

I couldn't break his little heart - he was like a little kid, with his big blue eyes, and happy personality.

I just can't do this. I stood up and walked away from him.

"Riley! Wait!" Niall said and I turned around.

'What?" I snapped.

"I love you," he whispered and I broke. Like an egg, I was hard on the outside, but on the inside, I was a runny mess.

I left the room to see Harry standing outside, hands in his pockets. I tackled him in a hug, inhaling his scent.

"Niall likes me," I whispered. Harry peeled me off of him and held me by the shoulders.

"What did you say?"

"Niall likes me."

Harry shoved me aside. "I'm your fucking fiance, he can't 'like' you! I'm gonna go give him a piece of my mind-"

"Don't. I already did." I lied.

"Alright," Harry said, fist clenched. "But if he lays a finger on you, I'll beat the shit out of him."

I played with the ends of his curls, calming him down.

"Let's go to the doctor's now, I scheduled an appointment," I said and pulled his hand.

He kissed me. ''Sorry, I get a little overprotective with things I love," I giggled.

"Let's go," we left the hospital, saying bye to the boys.

"I'll call you with the news," I said to Liam. He was most excited about the possibility.

We rode over to the doctor's, the car was silent. Harry's hand was on my thigh. 

"Whatever happens, I love you," Harry told me before we entered the doctors. I took a deep breath, I was pretty nervous.

~~~

The doctor walked in. 

"Hi, I'm Dr. Katie Li, I'll be your doctor today, and if you are pregnant, for the rest of your pregnancy!"

I smiled. She was very friendly with green eyes, brown hair and light freckles.

"I'm just going to send a nurse in to take blood from you, okay?" I nodded.

I hate needles.

She stuck the needle in and we waited. I was sitting on Harry's lap, squeezing his hand.

"Are they almost done?" I complained to him.

"If you can't deal with this, I don't know how you'll deal with pregnancy," he joked. 

"Very funny," he leaned his head on my shoulder.

"But you love me," he said.

"All done," the nurse interuppted our little moment and pulled out the needle. ''We'll be back with the testing in about ten minutes."

Harry turned me around so I was straddling his lap. 

I kissed him. "I can't wait to be your wife." I kissed him again. "And maybe have a baby." And kissed him again. "And grow old with you." I could feel him smile under the last kiss.

"So, when we get married, would you want to buy a new house? Or move into mine?" Harry looked at me with his green eyes that I love.

"Anything you want dear," I said, poking his nose. "It might just be easier to move into your place and then once our family grows, we could get a bigger house." I suggested.

Harry nodded. "Sounds good."

Dr. Li walked in. 

"Congratulations Mrs. Styles - you're pregnant!"