The Pretty Little One

Chapter 15: Stress War

I was sleeping on my couch when I heard a loud knocking at my door. The boys were at a photo-shoot for the day and later were going to an interview.

I looked at the clock and it was almost ten o’clock.  I picked up my phone and I had three new texts from Sara. They were all saying that there was an emergency (not Carla related) and she needed to talk to me as soon as possible, and the second one was if I didn’t answer she was coming over, and the third one was she was here.

So that gave me a huge hint on who was at my door.

I opened it, my hair being a mess and my makeup running, because last night after Niall and I got home from the hospital, I passed out on the couch and he fell asleep in the bed, because he needed to get a good night’s sleep for the photo-shoot today.

“Yes, Sara?” I asked, only having my head peak out of the door.

“Jan, I need to tell you something.” She said, “Can you let me in?” I let her in and she came in and sat down on the couch as I went into the bathroom and cleaned all my make-up off and put my hair in a messy bun.

“Okay, I don’t know how to say this, so I’m going to come right out and say it; I’m pregnant.” She said, with a huge smile plastered on her face. “It is Peter’s right?” I asked her, I mean, not to be rude or anything but it is Sara, she’s been sleeping around since she was fourteen.

“Janna, of course it’s Peter’s.” She said laughing, “Don’t worry I told him first.” She said smiling. “Well you know what this means,” I said; Sara gave me a clueless look.

“What?” She asked me. I jumped up off of the couch and slid on my Uggs and put a gray cardigan on to match my boots, with a matching gray nit bow headband.

“We have to go shopping.”  I said, and Sara just as I did, jumped up and clapped her hands and began texting Nikki.

After I was done re-applying my makeup, Sara announced that Nikki wanted to come with us and I said we could pick her up right before we went, and that we did.

After we got Nikki the three of us went to Toys R Us and we got pretty much everything we could think of.

From baby diapers to toys and we even got a new crib for the little tot.  

While we were in the middle of the toy section, Sara’s phone started ringing; it was her mom, Carla was in critical condition again.

Sara paid for the three shopping carts filled with baby things and then Sara, Nikki and I loaded everything into the car and we were off to what was now daily trip to the hospital.

I wasn’t even running anymore, I knew what was going to happen.

I was going to go up those same steps like I did every day, walk to the same room like I did every day, sit next to Ms. Zubek like I did every day, and waited for Carla to get out of critical condition and when she did we would sit in silence until visiting hours were over like we did every day.

I was going to do the same thing like I did every day.

Once I got into the room, Ms. Zubek informed me that Carla had another seizure and was coughing up blood again; so they sent her back to her room in the critical condition part of the hospital.

Sara, Ms. Zubek, Nikki, Peter and I all sat in Carla’s normal room, waiting for her to return; meanwhile, Sara and Peter where busy picking out names for the baby.

Carla seemed to be in the critical condition all day, because there was only a half hour left of visiting time when she came back.

Sara and Peter were down to three names for boy and girl by the time Carla was back; for girls, they had Tina, Claire and Renee; for boys they had Samuel, Donnie and Aiden.

They were going to ask Carla, but she needed her sleep, so the nurse made us leave.

Ms. Zubek left by herself, Sara left with Peter and I took Nikki back to her house.

After I dropped off Nikki I stayed a while until Harry got back.

“Hey, babe,” he said when he saw Nikki and he kissed her on the cheek. “Hi,” Nikki blushed. “Jan, I suggest you get back to yours and Niall’s place, because he got in big trouble at work today.”

My heart rate instantly increased, Niall never gets in trouble, its normally Louis or Harry from goofing off too much or Zayn for sleeping too much; because we all know how much Zayn loves his sleep.

I hopped into my car and turned on the radio, how ironic for a One Direction song to play as soon as I got in the car.

I took the shortest way I could think of to get home, but unfortunately there was a traffic jam. I left Nikki and Harry’s place at five thirty, and I ended up getting home just before eight at night.

I opened up the door and Niall was sitting on the couch with a beer in his hands and his feet up on the coffee table. If this was any other day, I would’ve yelled at him for his feet being on the table and a drink in my living room, but as Harry said; he had a bad day, so I wasn’t planning on making his day worse.

“Hey, Ni,” I said very gently as I walked into the house and set my things down on the counter.

“Hi.” He said, rudely with anger in his voice. Once I was done taking my shoes and coat off, I walked into the living room and very calmly sat next to him, being very careful as if he was a bom about to go off; hell, he was a bom about to go off.

“Harry said you had a bad day, do you want to tell me what happened?” I asked him; very quietly.

“Why did the interviewer ask me why you were seen at Toys R Us shopping for baby things today?” He asked me, looking me dead in the eye.

His light, baby blue eyes were now an unusual dark sea blue. I tucked a piece of brown curls behind my right ear, and stuttered trying to get an answer out.

“Well, are you going to answer; because I don’t remember us having sex unless you’re fucking some other guy.” He said. I never have I ever seen Niall this upset before.

“Niall, you know I would never do that to you,” I said, still very quietly.

Niall hopped up off of the couch and turned off the TV.

“Janna, management already thinks that you’re bad news for me, and them seeing you shopping for baby things makes them think you’re pregnant, and that will just make my career sink farther than it has since I started dating you!” He yelled.

“Are you blaming me for your career not doing as well anymore?” I yelled back.

“Yeah, I am!” He yelled back.

I began walking back to my room that Niall and I shared, and I threw out an outfit for him for tomorrow and some blankets and pillows, because he was sleeping on the pull out bed tonight.

“Don’t you walk away while I’m talking to you,” He yelled at me, as I threw a pillow at his face.

“I’m not going to stand around and get yelled at for me going to help Sara get some baby things, because Sara is pregnant.” I yelled at him, making him take a step back.

“Janna, I didn’t know…” He said trailing off.

“Put a sock in it, Horan.” I said, as I slammed the bedroom door and crawled into bed, only for me to cry myself to sleep.