Just By Chance || Niall Horan (2)

Chapter 7.

• Seven : Naïve •

✨October 4th 2017;

I smile widely, lifting a giggling Mollie into my arms as she runs towards me. "Hey bubba," I kiss her head. "Is mammy in the kitchen?" She nods her head, her little hands fumbling with my necklace as I walk towards the kitchen, entering through the doorway, shocked to see Angela Gray sitting at her kitchen table, a cup of tea in hand.

I glare at the woman. She used to be someone I liked, but not anymore, not since I realised the type of person she actually is. How rude and nosy she was towards Niall and I.

"Hey mammy," I kiss the top of her head.

"Hey baby," she replies. I shake my head, only used to Niall calling me that. That's kind of Niall's thing to call me that. "Where's Nial-" as if on cue the beautiful blond enters the kitchen, my gurgling, happy baby brother in his arms and a box of buns. I smile, putting Mollie down, who instantly runs to Niall, taking the box of buns and running towards our mam with them, asking for one.

As you can probably tell, Niall and I do this regularly.

"Hey Rors," I coo, walking towards the two. Niall smiles, kissing my forehead, paying no attention to Angela whatsoever as he greets my mother.

Rory crawls to the living room, Mollie following him after awhile as Niall and I take a seat at the table after I had made the two of us tea.

In the corner of my eye I see my mother throughly examining me. "Freya?" I hum, winking at Niall playfully as he shows me a mouthful of food. "You're glowing," she says, "are you pregnant?" Niall and I choke on the biscuits we're chewing, staring at her with wide eyes.

"Excuse me?" Niall sits forward in his seat. "Would you like to tell me something?" He looks at me. I giggle, laughing at his face.

"If I was pregnant, I'd like to think I would tell you straight away," I tell him, "but your face was hilarious," I laugh.

"So you're not pregnant?" Niall breathes a sigh of relief. Someone may feel hurt by Niall's reaction, but not me. I totally understand why he's having that reaction, because I would be two. Neither of us are even thinking about pregnancy right now, or even in the near future. We're both young and wanting to enjoy life, we don't need a baby. I only lost my virginity a little over a week ago for Christ sakes, and even then Niall and I haven't done it again.

"I'm not pregnant Niall, chill," I giggle, kissing his cheek. "It's a little early to even begin thinking about a baby, do you not think? You have your career, I have uni, and let's not forget, partying," my mother laughs at that one.

"I nearly had a heart attack," he admits. "Don't do that Emma," he holds his hand over his heart, looking at my mother.

"Well she's glowing and you two are being oddly affectionate the past week or so, so your mother and I put two and two together, but I haven't said anything until now," she tells him.

I blush. We're not being that affectionate are we?

"We're always affectionate."

"We're just happy," I shrug, looking at my mother and then Niall. "Really happy," he smiles, brushing my hair out of my face.

"I love you," he mumbles in my ear.

"I love you too, but if you don't eat that biscuit, I'm going to eat it for you," he glares, continuing to eat his biscuit.

Small conversation is made between my mother and Angela, up until the back door opens and in steps Eoin himself, clearly only off the phone with someone. Has he been here the whole time?

Niall's eyes land on him, and in an instance he pulls me closer, kissing the side of my head. "I think we should go," he says to my mother, glaring at Eoin. "Before I do something I probably won't regret, but is unsuitable to do with children in another room."

"Niall, I'm okay," I assure him.

"But I'm not okay with him in the same room as my girlfriend," he huffs.

"I get you're jealous, but let them catch up, after all she just walked out on him with no explanation a few years ago," I instantly wrap my arm with Niall's, resting the other hand on his bicep, comfortingly.

"Walked out on him with no explanation?" Niall asks, calmly, although it's clear to anyone just how furious he actually is.

"What are you two doing here?" Eoin asks, casually.

Oh don't play innocent you psychotic little shit.

"Baby, can we go?" He asks me.

"He still calls you baby? Nobody tell you that's not normal for friends to be as close as you two yet? Sleeping in the same bed? Kissing? Yeah, it's not normal."

"How I address my girlfriend is nothing to do with you."

"You mean my girlfriend, since there was never an official break up?"

"Eoin, shut up," I seethe.

"Or what? You're too weak to do anything, or say anything, and your little boyfriend here respects and cares for you too much to go against your wishes."

"I'm not the same scared little girl you left in her bedroom all those years ago Eoin," I tell him, shaking my head.

He thinks I won't say anything?

Oh, he's in for one hell of a surprise.

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