I'm Pregnant With A Superstar's Baby? -Niall Horan Fan Fiction-

Chapter Eighteen: Time To Cry

Chapter status: edited

My heart shatters into a million pieces. I get to my feet, walking over to him. I check for a pulse, but I don't find any. I squeeze my eyes shut. Andrew. I run a hand through my messy hair.

*Agnes' POV*

I slide up out of Niall's jacket, propping myself up with one arm. Louis isn't laying down anymore and doctors are rushing in. My eyes shift over to Andrew. The red line on the machine beside him is now flat. No movement comes from his body, not even his chest moving up and down. "ANDREW!" I shriek at the top of my lungs. Niall is up immediately. He sits up, pulling me onto his lap, kissing me and telling me everything is going to be ok. But I didn't believe it. My baby wasn't going to have one of it's uncles. I was going to have one less person there for me.

Louis and Niall take ten minutes turns holding me. While one cradles me, the other makes calls to people as nurses and doctors do a thousand different things with Andrew. I don't even dare looking at him. My heart felt empty, like a small part of me died. All my life he was there for me and now I had to get used to him not being here. I wasn't ready for this. I wasn't ready to say goodbye yet, I don't think any of us were.

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"Can we please just not talk about it?" I ask, picking at my lunch. I couldn't eat.

"Sure, babe." Niall gives me a weak smile. They were all trying to lighten the mood. Louis, Caleb, and I haven't been ourselves. It was two nights ago that the boy who's name can not be mentioned unless you want me to burst into tears died.

Louis has been planning the funeral pretty silently. The family that can get here, the boys, Eleanor, and Hannah are the only ones coming. We were all gutted. The boys have been trying to hide it, but no one ever told them they were good actors. Why am I getting so off topic all of a sudden? I guess I am just trying to keep myself occupied, there's nothing much more for me to do.

"I'm not hungry." I announce, pushing my grilled cheese away.

"You sure?" Liam raises an eyebrow at me.

"I'm still full from this morning." I stand up and walk down to the basement, dropping onto the couch. I turn on the TV and Elf comes on.

My hands drift down. I smile lights up on my face as my fingers run over my bump. This baby was the one of the most important things in helping me stay strong.

"Ello!" Someone says from behind me. I feel hands on my shoulders and a feather kiss is planted on my cheek. "You ok?"

"Course." I say as he plops down next to me. "I-" My smile grows and I grab Niall's hand, placing it on my stomach.

"What are you-" He smiles, noticing what I was trying to show him. I put my hand next to his, feeling the baby's feet. "I am going to love our little boy."

"You mean our little girl?" I smirk lightly.

"Whatever it is, I will love it with my whole heart." Niall grins.

"Then where will I go?" I pout.

"You can go to...um...my spleen?" Niall asks, tilting his head.

"How about I get half, the baby gets half?" I ask, drumming on the back of his hand.

"Sounds good." Niall replies, rubbing his nose against mine and I laugh. He was so cute.

"When is everyone coming?" I ask.

"Not sure. My parents, brother, and his wife are flying out tomorrow I think." Niall shrugs.

"That's cool! It will be good to see them again." I nod.

"I heard smiling." Louis suddenly proclaims. We turn our heads to see him with crossed arms at the bottom of the steps. "There can't be happiness without me." I giggle.

"Well, we were smiling because the baby was kicking." I point ouy.

"And you didn't alert the media?!" He flails his arms in the air. Louis' face goes serious for the first time what feels like ever. "Is it still kicking?" I wave him over. He drops down in front of us, putting his hand on my bump. Louis smiles before kissing my forehead. It was adorable how much he cared.

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"Come on! We gotta go!" Niall squeals, bouncing up and down like a five year old.

"We're coming!" Liam calls, pulling on a shirt running downstairs. Louis runs in, slipping a jumper on.

"Wait for me!" Zayn yells, pulling on his shoes and hopping over.

"I'm going!" Harry screams from upstairs. He comes tumbling down, causing me to laugh. Caleb dives onto the couch from the basement then runs over.

"Are we good now?" I ask, laughing at the suckers I call family.

"Yup!" Louis pops the 'p'. We pile into the car and Harry starts driving towards the airport where we are picking up all their families. "Niall?"

"Yes?" He lifts his head up from my lap.

"Did you even tell your parents you got a girl pregnant?" Louis asks. We all look over at him and his eyes widen.

"You are such an idiot." Zayn laughs.

"I forgot to. Plus, I didn't think they would believe it over the phone." Niall slaps his face with his hand.

"What are they going to say when they see Ag?" Harry asks.

"I don't know." Niall mumbles. "But I am in deep...doo doo." It is about a twenty minute drive until we pull into the airport. We climb out of the car and walk inside, sitting down at the arrival gate. It isn't long until people start noticing us. I dig my head in Niall's shoulder, not wanting people to be scrutinizing me. Niall grips my hand tighter. Going to get their families just got a whole lot more complicated.