This is not the end~ Fourth book in PLMI series

Hopefully-29

-Britt's POV-
I woke up slowly, light streaming in from the window. I rolled over and pulled the blankets more firmly around me and turned to Liam. His head rested on my shoulder and he was snoring lightly, making me smile. He groaned and rolled over, wrapping his arms around my bare waist and pulling me against his bare body.
I smiled and kissed between his eyebrows. He opened his eyes slowly and smiled when he saw me. His grip tightened and he rolled on top of me, pinning me down to the bed.
"Morning." He murmured, his voice low and slurred in the morning.
"Hey. How'd ya sleep?" I whispered, moving my hands around his waist.
"Wonderful." He whispered, smirking as he kissed me gently. I smiled into the kiss and pulled on the back of his neck, pulling him closer. He pulled away, chuckling and getting off of me. He stood up and got out of bed. I sat up, but kept the blankets wrapped around me and shivered.
"What do you want to do today?" He asked as he wrapped a towel around his waist. He stretched and I watched the muscles in his back ripple, turning me on.
"I need to take a shower." I said. He turned and smiled, his eyes gleaming.
"Can I take one with you....?" He asked, his face turning red. I blushed and looked down at my hands.
"If you would like." I said, giggling as I got up. I kept the blanket around me, teasing him as I walked into the bathroom. He followed me like a dog to the door. I giggled and shut the door between us, teasing him again. I could literally hear his sigh through the door. I opened it back up and he stood there, his face hopeful.
"I'm only joking." I said, laughing at his disappointed expression. His eyes widened and I pulled him into the bathroom with me. He dropped his towel, as did I and we both got into the hot water. I giggled as Liam pulled me to his chest under the water. He quickly began kissing me and I moaned as he trailed his hot, sloppy kisses down my neck, pressing me up against the wall of the shower.
"Liamm....." I whined. He pulled back to look at me, kissing my nose gently. His eyes were wide and alert, for early morning.
"Yes baby?" He asked, his breath hot on my face. I pulled him into a hug, but he began to kiss my shoulder, moving his lips down my body.
"Can't you stop for a minute?" I asked, messing with his wet hair. He smiled against my skin and began to suck at it.
"Never." He whispered. I giggled and melted into his arms as his hands ran up and down my body.

-Niall's POV-
I woke up slowly, feeling extremely uncomfortable. My back ached and my chest hurt, making it hard for me to breathe. I took one deep breath, but felt something warm on my lap. I opened my eyes to see Mackenzie, her hair sprawled over her face, laying on my lap, in my arms. We were sitting on the floor, my back against the bed and my feet sprawled out in front of me. I smiled and I ignored the pain in my chest, moving the hair out of her face. Her eyes were tear stained, her face still blotchy and red. I felt her forehead. She was warm, hot almost. Maybe...she's just....hot? No...it feels like a fever.
I gently leaned down to kiss her forehead. Yep. She definitely has a fever of some sort. She stirred suddenly, moving on my lap and hugging me around my waist. I smiled and reached down to play with her curly hair. It stuck to her face and she opened her eyes, looking up at me sadly. She closed her eyes again and bit her lip, a tear falling from her closed eye. I shook my head, wiping the tear away, begging her to open her eyes.
"Baby. Please don't cry. Open your eyes." I pleaded. She shook her head and turned her head into my lap, face down so she wouldn't have to look at me.
"Don't be sad love. It hurts me too...." I whispered, tears coming to my eyes so quickly it surprised me. She didn't move or say anything. The room was oddly silent until she started crying. I sighed and grabbed her, pulling her up forcefully. I gasped at the odd pain that stung in my chest. Again, I chose to ignore it, praying it would go away. I moved her legs so that she was straddling me as she cried into her hands. "Mackenzie Grace Johnson. I want you to look at me. Right. Now." I ordered, my voice shaking as I tried to be stern. Her breathing slowed and her crying stopped as she hicupped. She slowly slid her hands from her face, peeking out at me. Her eyes were scared from my sudden order and she began to shake from trying to hold in her crying.
"Listen to me. Can you do that?" I asked her and she nodded slowly, looking up at me occasionally.
"This isn't just you love. I'm sad too. But.....we can get through this. This doesn't mean we could never have children. It doesn't mean that. We could. Maybe...something amazing could happen. You never really know. You have to look on the bright side love. Please. Can....can you do that for me?" I pleaded. She sighed and wiped her face off with her sleeve.
"I'm ....s..sorry......n...Niall....b...but I don't know how to look on the bright side....h...he won. Trey won. My mother won." She stammered, her voice dropping to a whisper. My heart dropped to the floor. Hearing her say that. It's like a death sentence for her. And for me I guess. It's..admitting that she's given up. That....she is totally going to be consumed in her grief. I cannot let that happen. She could totally shut down. I've seen her like that. The second time she tried to commit suicide.....that was when......she lost it. She wouldn't talk. Wouldn't eat..for...days on end. I won't let that happen again. Once I finally managed to pull her out of the hole, or I thought I had, she was different. Kept secrets from me. Didn't talk as much. Seemed more....hesitant. Or..after Audrey died. That was...horrible. I'm afraid that this could..break her.
"Stop that talk. Please. It's not true and you know it. Listen. If your mother and Trey had won, I wouldn't be here. I would be dead." I said suddenly. I didn't sugarcoat it. I know how she hates that. "You would probably be dead too, or...worse off. She would've totally taken you from me. And me from you. Think about that. We are lucky Mackenzie. So, so lucky." I finished. She bit her lip, looking down at our hands, which were tightly held together.
"You're right. I'm sorry. I........I'm sorry." She said. She seemed as if she wanted to see more, but she bit her lip and decided against it, looking down.
"Are we okay?" I asked and she looked up.
"I dunno. Are you okay?" She whispered, wiping a tear away off my face, which had fell. I didn't even notice.
"I'm good. How about you?" I asked. She sighed and looked up at me.
"I need to do something." She whispered. My eyes widened and she surprised me by laughing, her teary eyes still producing tears.
"No no no! Not that. " she clarified and I let out a breath of relief.
"You had me scared there for a second." I admitted. She laughed, shaking her head.
"I've got an idea." She whispered, leaning in to kiss me. I kissed back slowly and when she tried to pull away, I bit her lip, pulling her back in. She gasped and I slipped my tongue into her mouth. She didn't resist and kissed me back passionately, moving her hand to the back of my neck. I love the way she kisses me. It's just...so inexplicably amazing. It's.......it makes me want more and more each time. It sets a fire within my chest that urges to be let out.
She gently pushed me harder until I was forced to pull away first, my lungs screaming for air. I let out a big breath and took two deep ones, breathing in and out as I rested my forehead against hers, gripping her hand tightly.
"You okay?" She asked, sounding concerned. I nodded quickly, not wanting her to be worried about me. But..I couldn't help but feel worried for myself because of the pain in my chest.
"What can I say? You leave me breathless." I whispered with a smirk as I pulled away to feel her forehead again. "You feel like you have a fever." I said. She shook her head.
"Nope. I'm fine. I'm going to take a shower though. Can you....feed Jess for me? I'll be out soon." She asked as she started to get up, stretching and walk to the bathroom.
"Sure. And Mackenzie?" I said, stopping her. She turned around and leaned against the door frame, playing with a piece of her hair that was curling around her ear.
"Yeah?"
"I love you." I said meaningfully. She smiled and blew a kiss to me, winking, already seeming more lively and more like herself.
"I love you too snowflake." She said, turning and closing the door to the bathroom behind her. I slowly got up and felt the horrible pain in my chest again. I bit down on my lip, hard, trying to focus on something else as I got up slowly, breathing through the pain. I sighed as I got to my feet and rubbed my chest. Hopefully, I made Mackenzie happier. Hopefully, my chest is just heartburn. Hopefully......

A/n- Sometimes, the biggest smile holds the most pain.