Unplanned Miracles

Brotherly Love and Late Night Flights

Just like Niall refused to leave Indiana until I sorted things out with my mom, I wasn't leaving Ireland until him and Greg were on good terms...or at least civil towards each other.

So, with the help of Bobby, who kindly agreed to take Theo for the afternoon, Denise and I dragged our boys to a tiny pub where the were going to sort everything out. We figured if they're in public there would be a better chance no physical violence would occur.

As soon as they sat down to order, Denise kicked off the discussion.

"Now, we can't change the fact Hannah and Niall are having a baby. We just want to know, why you're so upset about it."

"Well, for one thing, they're 22 years old. Niall has a lot of opportunities and he's just going to throw them all away to play house. How do we know Hannah didn't plan this?"

"Greg!" Denise gasped glaring over at her husband.

"Don't even think about blaming this on her. Hann definitely did not force me to have sex with her. You've known her just as long as I have, you know she wouldn't even think about doing something like that." Niall snapped.

So, it was the majority vote that I was a gold digging whore, who trapped Niall by getting pregnant on purpose. This was a real confidence booster. Either way I was going to have to keep my emotions in check and be mature about this. Greg sure as hell wasn't going to be.

"Greg, I understand that you don't know me as well as Niall does, and this all seems really fast, but the last thing I would do is try and trap him into being with me. I'm not forcing to be with me and I don't plan on standing in the way of his career."

He can't really think I'd ever try and stand in the way of Niall's career. I'm the one that sent in that damn application for X-factor!

"Greg, you're being ridiculous! You like her enough to let her watch our son, but she can't start a family with your brother? Where is the logic in that?"

"They haven't thought this through! I cannot sit here act okay with this."

"You're my big brother, Greg. It doesn't matter if you think we're rushing into this, you're supposed to support me! Just like I supported you when you needed a bigger car, and work was slow and you didn't have enough money to get all the utilities paid! You're not scared that I'm rushing into this, you're scared that I won't be able to support you....oh that's right! You didn't want Denise to know any of that did you?"

"You're being a prick!" Greg spat back.

"Ya know what? I'm done. All I wanted was for you to be happy for me and you can't even do that because it doesn't benefit you!"

Niall got up and threw some money on the table. "Denise, I'm sorry if I upset you, I'll be in the car." He muttered before heading out.

I sat there in silence looking at Denise. This definitely didn't go as planned, and I think I made things even worse.

"I'm sorry...I really thought it would help if they talked..."

Greg sat there in silence, while Denise reached out and squeezed my hand. "I know love. You better be going so he doesn't wait too long. Call me if you need anything, alright?"

"Okay."

After getting our orders box up, because I definitely was not in the mood to go home and cook, I made my way to the parking lot to find Niall in the car, and as much as he tried to hide it I knew he had been crying.

I quietly slid in the car, not exactly sure what I could say to make the situation any better.

I turned sideways the best I could with my seatbelt on and put my legs on his lap and grabbed his hand.

"I'm sorry." I whispered, I knew it wasn't all my fault, no matter who it was Greg would still have the same views, but I felt partly responsible.

"For what?" He asked, glancing over at me, before turning his attention back to the road.

"I shouldn't have thought having dinner would make everything better. I should have minded my own business.

"It's not your fault. Don't blame yourself, okay?"

I nodded and he brought our hands up and kissed mine before setting.it back in my lap.

"You want to leave early? We can go to LA. Nice and warm, hang out by the pool...we can have dinner with Lou and Danielle?"

"I'll go wherever you go..."

"I love you."

"I love you too, baby."

***
Niall booked us tickets to leave that night. I understood wanting to get away for a while, but I wasn't sure why he was rushing to leave.

We hurried to pack our bags and said goodbye to his parents before making our way to the airport.

We luckily made our way through without being noticed and stayed in the first class lounge before our flight was called. Niall and I were both tired and weren't feeling too good and just wanted to be on the plane so we could sleep.

Without fail, as soon as we got on the plane, Niall was noticed by a fan. I was actually surprised it had taken this long.

"Oh my god, I'm a huge fan! Can you please take a selfie with me?"

"I usually would, but I'm not feeling too great today, I just want to sleep. I'm really sorry."

"Don't worry about it! I hope you feel better."

"Thank you." He smiled, before settling back in his seat before take off.

"You okay?" I whispered, I laid my head on his shoulder and I cuddled into his side.

"Yeah I'm fine." He kissed the top of my head, then laid his head on top of mine.

"We've got another scan in a couple week. That's exciting, right? We can see our bubble again."

"Mhm. We can probably stop calling it bubble since we actually have a name..."

"Yeah...but somebody might hear the name, then leak the name and I would much rather us be the ones to tell everyone the name."

"Good point. How'd I end up with a genius like you?"

"Just lucky I guess."

As soon as the seatbelt light went off I hurried to the bathroom. This baby was seriously squishing my bladder!

When I got back Niall was laid back in his seat ready to fall asleep. I curled up in his lap and fell right to sleep until we landed at LAX.

By the time we got our bags, a picture of Niall and I had made its way around social media and paparazzi had camped outside the airport.

I was terrified as Niall fought through the crowd to get us into his car. Luckily a member of airport security helped us through and we got to his house in one piece. After a day like that, I was definitely ready for bed.