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

Chapter Nineteen: Funeral

Chapter status: edited

It isn't long until Louis and Niall 'politely' tell the paps to buzz off. It was actually really entertaining. It isn't long until they spot all their families. The boys go running off, grabbing them. I was excited to see them, but petrified of what they would all think of me being pregnant.

"Don't worry about it." Louis gives my hand a squeeze, seeming to know exactly what I was thinking. I put a half smile on. "Do you want me to tickle you?"

"No! We are in an airport Lou. You go way too far when it comes to tickling me." I cross my arms.

"I know." Louis smirks. I laugh, nudging my older brother. Older brother. Andrew. Andrew. I shake the thoughts out of my head as everyone is dragged over. Anne, Gemma, Des, and Robin. Maura, Bobby, Greg, and Denise. Trisha, Yasir, Daniya, Waliyha, and Safaa. Karen, Geoff, Nicola, and Ruth. It turns out that I was really worried for nothing. They were happy for us, not angry. Even though I lost one family member, I got a whole lot more.

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I pull on a black dress after I get out of the shower then slide on a pair of heels. I fix my hair into a fancy, side pony-tail. I go light on the make-up since I know I will be crying. After grabbing my purse, I walk out of the bathroom.

"Don't you look handsome?" I smile, walking up to the blonde. He turns to me.

"Thanks." Niall says, wrapping his arms around my neck. "You look gorgeous."

"Thank you." I reply, looking down.

"Hey," He lifts my head up. "it's gonna be alright." I squeeze my eyes shut tightly. "You know I won't leave you, no one is going to. Why worry?" I don't say anything, digging my head into his neck.

"I love you." I murmur in his ear.

"I love you more." Niall whispers.

"I think you are wrong on that one, I love you more." I state firmly.

"I love you more." Niall laughs, finding it amusing that I was getting so upset about this.

"I love you more, Niall!"

"I love you more, Agnes!"

"I love you more Mr. Horan, and that is final!"

"Well, I love you more, future Mrs. Horan."

"Do you have to use that against me every time?" I grin.

"Yes." He nods.

*Caleb's POV*

"Agnes." I whine, walking in the room. Niall and Agnes were there snogging when Niall starts to... "I'M IN HERE!" I scream. They whip around and her cheeks flush bright red, he stands there smiling.

"Yes, Caleb?" Ag huffs.

"I don't know how to work this." I hold the tie out in my hand.

"I'm gonna go pick out the snacks for your purse." Niall rushes out.

*Agnes' POV*

"You should really knock first." I tell him, lifting him up so he sits on my desk.

"I should, but I don't. You really like him, don't you?"

"A lot." A beam breaks across my face just at the thought of my fiance.

"Will you name the baby after me?"

"You will have to join the conversation going on between Eleanor, Hannah, Niall, Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Harry." He laughs when I say this.

"Thanks." We walk downstairs. Everyone looked so nice for this sad event. Niall comes over with his snacks and I put them in my bag.

"Ready?" Louis asks with a weak smile.

"Don't really have a choice, let's just get it over with." I answer. We pile into the car and Harry drives us about fifteen minutes to the church. My stomach twists into a knot as we walk inside. I didn't want to do this, but I had to. We sit down in the first pew.

I wasn't going to mention the details because they are pretty dull and depressing, let's just say that Louis might have had to take me into the hall to make me calm down enough that I wasn't shaking. My chest heaves up and down. I had to stay strong for my baby, though. I wouldn't be surprised if it could hear me. I just hope that whenever I look at it, I see Andrew.