Marry me. Simple, but effective.

chapter 28

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*Niall’s POV*

I waked into Falon’s room and saw her sleeping body on the hospital bed. The heart rate monitor hooked to her, beeping telling us she was still alive. Her little baby bump becoming visible, but not very much. Just enough so we could see it was there. I walked over to her bed, and grabbed her hand. She was absolutely stunning. No make-up needed. She is like Eleanor, Danielle, and Perrie in ways. They could all walk around with no make-up and their hair all messed up, and still look beautiful. That’s why we all love our girls. Cat is gorgeous too. I just met her, but I bet she is stunning without make-up, also. I love Falon with all my heart. I’m ready to raise this baby with her and live Happily ever after, like in those cheesy romance movies. I sat there for a few moment in silence, before the boys busted in the door. “What?” I asked them.

“Niall, you have to see this.” Louis said seriously. Louis is never serious. What the actual fuck?

“What is it?” I asked, getting annoyed at their disrespectfulness.

“It’s Falon.” Liam said, while Louis handed me the phone.

“What did sh-“ I started, then looked at the phone. There was Falon, looking straight at the camera, putting a bra on. “Th-That’s photoshopped.” I stuttered. “I promise you. Falon wouldn’t do that. She wouldn’t cheat. I promise, she loves me. She does. Nobody saw the guy that took this picture. So, it has to be photoshopped.” I yelled.

“Okay, Niall.” Zayn said, as all the boys left the room. But Harry stayed.

“I’m sorry, Niall.” He said quietly.

“For what? Falon didn’t cheat on me! I’ve never saw that bra before! It has to be photoshopped, Harry.” I said, letting tears fall out of my eyes.

“Last time she got accused of cheating, she was in this exact room. Passed out, right there. But without that baby bump. You left her in here all alone, Niall. This was also the first place that you guys said I love you to each other. In what? A matter of three days? I just don’t want you to get hurt. I know how much you love her. All of us are here. Even the fans.” She finished his little speech, and walked out of the room.

Wait, what? It’s deep, but it made no sense. It’s just Harry. I looked at Falon, and saw a tear running down her cheek. “Princess, don’t cry.” She opened her eyes, and looked at me.

“I love you.” She said, and kissed my hand.

“I love you too, Princess.” I said, kissing her temple.

“Niall, will I still be pretty to you when I get.. erm, bigger?” she asked, in all seriousness.

“Baby, you’re always beautiful!” I told her, sitting back down in the chair next to her bed. “You always will be.”

“Niall, I’m a fat cow!” she cried.

“Baby.” I said, getting up again and laying the bed with her. She cuddled into my chest, and cried. I shushed her, rubbing her back, and kissing her forehead. Louis came in, in all of this, but I didn’t pay any attention to him. I just laid there, and held Falon in my arms. “You’re always beautiful. And being pregnant, makes you more beautiful. Because you’re bringing another person into the world. A person who will call you Mummy, and me Daddy. Even if it isn’t mine, I will raise it with you. I will be its Daddy. I love you so much, Princess.” I got done talked, and looked down to see that Falon was asleep. I slid out of bed, and went to the waiting room.

“Hey, is Falon okay?” Zayn asked when I entered the room.

“Yea, she is just stressing about becoming fat when she gets farther into her pregnancy. But she is beautiful. Even with the baby bump.” I explained.