Better Me- Niall Horan Fan Fiction

Chapter Forty-Five

March rolled around way faster than I expected, the baby room is completely done and we are finished unpacking the house. Clair moved into an apartment down the street from Harry's which is pretty convenient since they are now an item or whatever. I am four months pregnant, we went to the doctor last week and figured out the baby is the size of the head of a cabbage. My tummy has now started to grow more of a round-ness to it and I feel fat and yucky. The boys' album is almost finished so right now they are just finishing recording, so Niall hasn't been as busy but still goes in in the morning some times.

It is Monday and all I have done today is sit around and watch Ellen Degeneres. Niall is suppose to be home in a few minutes to take me out to a late lunch, but I am still only in sweat pants and a t-shirt. I woke up early, so I have already showered today and straightened my hair, but I really need to get dressed.

I place the bowl of vanilla ice-cream down on the coffee table and heave myself off of the couch. My feet carry me up the stairs into our room before walking to the closet. I hear the front door open and close, "Kate? I'm home baby," I hear him set down his keys before his footsteps are heard coming up the steps.

I open the door to our room to see him coming from the stairs and he smiles brightly. I hug him while he kisses my cheek before looking down at me and frowning. "I thought we had a lunch planned?" He follows me into our room where he takes a seat and watches me walk over to my closet.

"We do, I just need to get dressed," I slip off my pants to reveal my pink boy-cut underwear with polka-dots, I slip on a pair of black jeans that I could barely button before starting to take my shirt off. I feel a sudden feeling of self conscious and turn to Niall. "Uhm- Could you like turn around?"

He looks at me confused. "I have seen you naked, babe," He see's my worried look and sighs. "But if it makes you feel more comfortable then sure," He turns and plays a game on his phone while I change my shirt.

I stand there in my pink bra before pulling a bright red top off of a hanger and slipping it over my head, the top is low cut and the shirt is tight against my body, it is meant to be tight but now that I have gained weight, It is even more tighter. The top of my breasts is showing, a lot actually, so I grab my black leather jacket and hold it in the crook of my arm. I slip on a pair of black combat boots and turn to do my make-up. I put on smoky eye with light foundation and winged eyeliner, my mascara makes my eyes looker brighter and I put on bright red lip-stick. I usually don't wear red lip-stick but something about it actually looks good today and it goes with my outfit. I brush blush lightly on my cheeks before walking back into our room.

I brush my hair and fix it so some is over my shoulder but not all of it, and then tell Niall I am ready. I grab my black purse and my phone and wallet before turning to my fiancé, my diamond ring flashing under the light of our room. He seems at lost for words as he looks at me before swallowing. "You look-um very very pretty," He coughs a little and takes my hand in his. His eyes keep flicking down to my chest and I roll my eyes.

"You are such a boy," I swat at his chest while he shrugs his shoulders and helps me slide on the jacket, I pull up my shirt with my hand and place my left hand in Nialls. We walk down the stairs before he opens the front door, turns to lock it, and unlocks the car door. He turns on the heat and radio as soon as we get in before taking off.

"Where are we going?" I ask as I stare out the window, the sun is bright and the sky is an even shade of blue with not one cloud.

"Pete's Café and Bar," he says and smiles at me. His ray bands are resting on the bridge of his nose and the blue shirt he is wearing makes his eyes even bluer, his blue-jeans and Nike's pare well. "It is really good apparently," I nod my head and turn up the music a little.

We arrive in minutes, a few fans spot us on our way in but don't say anything, the waiter takes us to a booth immediately and Niall lets me slide in before taking the seat in the booth, but in front of me. I set my purse down on the booth cushion and order a water, Niall does the same before clicking his phone off and looking over at me.

"We never go out anymore," I say and scan over the menu. I see a nice looking sandwich and my tummy grumbles. He nods his head and looks at his own menu.

"I cannot wait to be done recording, as much as I love it and all, I don't get to spend as much time with you and all," He says and smiles a little. I bite my lip and giggle. "I am looking forward to meeting our little princess so much."

"Me too, trust me," I say and thank the waiter as he brings our waters, that was fast. We both order before he looks over at me.

"So- I have been wanting to do something for a long time and I was thinking about getting it done after lunch," Niall says quietly and fiddles with his silverware.

"What do you want to get done?" I ask and sip my water. He shrugs his shoulders and finally looks me in the eyes.

"I kind of- I want to, um, get my ears pierced," His face flushes and he looks at the table. Is he embarrassed to tell me he wants his ears pierced?

"That would look good on you," I say honestly and lean over to hold my hand in his. He looks up at me surprised before squeezing my hand. He brings our hands up to his lips and places a kiss to each of my knuckles. "I mean we have nothing else to do, so why not?"

"Then it's set, I will get it done after this," he says and smiles.

We finish lunch about half an hour later and when I stand up the baby kicks me slightly. I smile and let Niall hold my hand all the way to the car, two fans stop and take pictures with us before we finally are on our way to a tattoo and piercings shop.

We walk into a small shop Harry recommended and Niall doesn't let go of my hand the whole time we are walking in. "For you or the pretty lady today?" The around twenty year old good looking man behind the counter asks. Niall stiffens beside me and pulls me so his arm is around my waist and my side is up against his.

"Me," He says and tries to hide his anger- or pretty much jealousy he wouldn't admit. The man rolls his eyes, obviously used to men and their anger and jealousy towards their partners.

"What are we gonna do today man? A piercing or tattoo?" Niall looks at me before answering himself.

"A tattoo," He says. My eyes go wide and I pull his hand a little, he looks down at me and smirks. Does he know this is a fantasy of mine or ? The man leads us to a room that is set up with couches and a coffee table with lots of book lets.

"Okay, these are all of the tattoos," He points to them and walks away with a nice smile. Niall opens the first one he see's and looks through all of the art.

"Are you sure about this?" I ask him, placing my hand on his thigh. He nods his head with a smirk and kisses my cheek. I sigh and look through the tattoos with him. His eyes land on a certain tattoo and he smiles widely.

"I want this on my rib cage," He points at it and I take my time to read it, in nice cursive had writing the tattoo reveals,

Nothing happens unless first we dream...

I nod my head quickly and we go to tell the guy. He tells us that it will probably hurt more on the rib cage but Niall said he doesn't mind, I know him and if he hasn't chickened out already that means he is only trying to play cool in front of everyone.

Niall lays down on a thing that resembles a doctors office bed and slips off his t-shirt to reveal his toned chest, still a nice tan from laying out at the beach a few months ago. He kisses me on the cheek before laying back and I hold my hand in his.

Half an hour later and in black ink there is a medium sized tattoo on his rib-cage reading the words,

Nothing happens unless first we dream...

The man puts a patch over it since it is bleeding like all tattoos and to cover the ink. He tells us he can't be in the water for a few days and gives us some cream to put on it and if he goes in the sun without a shirt to put sun screen so it doesn't fade the words.

"I cannot believe you just got a tattoo," I say and Lean up to place a kiss on his lips. "I love it,"