Nialls baby

Ch.9 the dream

*Lauren's pov*

After a couple hours of shopping Peyton and Louis drop me and Niall of at Niall's flat.

I stretch out on the couch and turn the tv on

Niall comes and lays down behind me and wraps his big protective arms around my waist and rubs lightly over my abdomine

I turn around and face him and cup his chin in my little hand and kiss him lightly on the lips

"You'll be a great mother you know" he whispers

"I hope so" I say more too myself then to him

I doze off with Niall singing quietly in my ear

I dream of babies and me not being able to take care of them

I'm surrounded by little tiny Niall's running around my feet screaming at me to feed them and nurture them but my body is too stiff and I can't move "I'm sorry" I scream at them "I can't help you, I'm a horrible mother." The babies continue screaming but they grow and get bigger and bigger and instead of grabbing at my legs they grab at my shoulders and throat shaking me

"No" I scream "let me go, I'm sorry"

But they won't stop shaking me and I keep screaming

After what feels like hours I come to my senses and see a concerned looking Niall hovering over me

"Lauren, it's ok. I'm right here" he says brushing sweat covered hair out of my eyes "it was just a dream"

"I can't do this Ni" I cry pawing at his strong body

He pulls me into his lap "what can't you do?"

"I can't be a mother, I'm not ready" I cry into his shoulder

He rubs little circles into the middle of my back " but I'll be right by your side every step of the way, you won't ever be alone"

I look up into his big blue eyes and I see tears forming in them

I place my hand on his cheek and he grabs it and moves it too his lips and presses a light kiss on it

"I love you" I say quietly

He lifts me up bridle style and carries me up stairs and into the big bedroom where he places me lightly in the bed. He pulls the blankets up over my shoulder and kisses my cheek

He turns away but I grab his hand "don't leave me" I beg

"Never" he says and climbs into the bed next to me. I place my head on his chest and I can hear the steady beat of his heart which soothes me back into sleep.

I wake up with a horrible feeling in my stomach and I can feel it moving up into my throat. I race too the bathroom and start throwing up into the toilet. With in seconds Niall is behind me pulling back my hair and rubbing my shoulders.

"That's it babe, your doing great" Niall encourages

I continue to puke my brains out for 10 mins and then I slide too the floor not being able to stand

"Morning sickness" I tell Niall

"Are you sure? Your not sick are you?" He asks

"It's part of being pregnant" I assure him grabbing his hand

He helps me onto my feet "our little trouble maker" he pats my belly

I smile but feel a pain deep in my chest because I know I won't be able to raise this baby properly.

"I should probably call Peyton" I say walking out of the room

"I talked too Louis this morning, Peyton stayed at his house last night" Niall shouts to me

"Not surprised" I say

Phone call:

Lauren: hey P

Peyton: hey bub

L: i threw up a lot this morning

P: the baby?

L: yea, it really sucks

P: I know it does baby but we'll get through it

L: that's what everyone keeps telling me

P: because it's true, between me and you and the boys we'll raise the best damn kid that there ever was

L: we just have to tell them first

P: Louis and Niall know so that only leaves 3

L: well Niall told Liam

P: you need to tell zayn and Harry before the rest of the world finds out

L: it maybe a little late for that, you saw the headlines yesterday

P: yea, but they can't confirm it until you or Niall announce it or you're seen with a baby bump

L: then we just won't let that happen

P: but you can't be caught up with the paps because if they see Niall protecting you like I know he will then they maybe suspicious

L: we'll just have to be careful

P: when do you plan on telling the world

L: when I start to show I guess

P: yea or as late as possible

L: well I better go feed Niall

P: and the baby

L:right

P: I'll talk to later

L: see you at home

*end call*

I walk into the kitchen to find Niall sitting on the counter "what you couldn't make breakfast" I tease him

"Your a better cook" he complains

"You better learn because when I'm 8 months pregnant I'm not gonna be making you breakfast" I says harshly but a smile tugs at the corner of my lips

"Your such a goof ball" he says rubbing his nose against mine

"Peyton suggests we tell the boys" I say taking 2 eggs out of the fridge

"They deserve to know, before the world does" he says setting the table

"You told Liam?" I ask

"He guessed" he says

"So that leaves Harry and Zayn" I say quietly

"They'll take it the best" he reassures

"I was worried Liam would be mad" I say kind of jokingly

"He's nothing compared to what Simon will be" Niall mutters under his breath

"Shit Ni, I forgot about him, what if he kicks you out of the band" I say terrified

"Then he will have no band because the boys wouldn't stand for that" he says staring into my eyes

"It will be all my fault" I say flipping a pancake

"No" Niall says "it takes two to tango"

I laugh at his innapropriate comment

"It's only half your fault" he teases

I walk away from my pancakes and wrap my arms around him "what did I do to deserve you"

"I don't know" he says sarcastically

I kiss him and go back to my pancakes.