Bad Boys?

Chapter 23

(Niall's P.O.V.)

I lay awake for hours wondering what it will be a father. What if they don't like me? What if they hate me? Will they have my hair and her eyes? Or will they have her eyes and her hair? Will Renee make it through the pregnancy? Okay, I'm thinking too much. Of course she will. I sigh heavily. Renee is still laying on my chest snoring slightly. I chuckle and move the hair that covered her face. She flutters her eyes open.

"Oh, baby. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to w-" I was cut off my her jumping off the bed and running to the bathroom.

I get up and jog to the bathroom. I hold her hair out of her face and rub her back. I coo soothing things in her ear. She hasn't ate in hours for what I know. So she's just throwing up stomach acid. That's gross. She finally stops and wipes her mouth. She slowly gets up and walks to the sink. When she's done rinsing her mouth out with mouthwash, she looks at herself in the mirror. She looks down at her stomach and smiles.

"It will all be worth it." She smiles. I come up behind her and wrap my arms around her waist and rest my hands on her stomach.

"Yeah. Your going to be a very good mommy." I kiss her cheek then rest my chin on her shoulder.

"And your going to be a very good daddy with a boney chin." She giggles pushing my chin off of her shoulder.

"I am very offended Ms. Martinez." I put my hand on my heart and pretend to be hurt. Emotionally hurt of course.

"Don't ever call me that again." She glares and walks out of the bathroom. Damn. It must be the hormones. I follow her out. I catch her by the waist.

"Would you rather be Mrs. Horan?" I smirk knowingly.

"I don't know. Mr. Horan seems to be feeling a little cocky." She sarcastically smiles. 

"I think you do." I ignore the comment she just made. She rolls her eyes and struts to the bed. She gets in and sinks into the pillows. I follow and pull her into my chest.

"I love you." I whisper stroking her face.

"I love you too." She smiles and pecks my lips before she snuggles into my chest once again.

I lay awake again but this time just admiring my beautiful girlfriend. I hope to make her Mrs. Horan someday soon. Then I get an idea before I fall asleep.

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We didn't even sleep another hour before Nikki comes banging on our door saying we where leaving in 45 minutes. Renee groans and sits up rubbing her eyes. I do the same but before she gets up I grab her wrist and pull her back onto my chest.

"You forgot something." I grin.

"Sorry." She giggles. She gives me a quick kiss but I grab the back of her neck and pull her in for more. I feel her smile as I slide my tounge in her mouth. She lightly slaps my face playfully.

"Stop I have to get ready." She giggles.

She goes over to the suitcase and she's about to pick it up when I give her a stern look. She rolls her eyes setting it on the floor and zipping it open. She crouches down to get some clothes. I chuckle. She turns and glares.

"You look like a frog." I chuckle again. She flips me off.

"Now, now. You don't want to hurt the baby do you?" I raise an eyebrow. She groans with frustration.

She grabs her clothes and goes to the bathroom with a scowl on her face. I shouldn't have done that. What was I thinking?! I just got a pregnant lady pissed off. I groan and rub my face with my hands. She walks out in my sweats, my BVB T-shirt, and her hair is up in a high ponytail. At least she wasn't mad enough to not wear my clothes. he slips on her black vans.