You were lying on the couch, feet crossed in your flat as you waited for Niall to come over for the night. You turned on your TV, a little bored to be honest.
The sudden three knocks on the door made you turn your head as you flipped through the channels.
"C'mon in, Niall," you chirped, and seconds later, Niall opened the door. He held a grocery bag in his hand, silent as he closed the door.
"What if I was a stranger?" Niall scowled, locking the doorknob. You smiled, you had just unlocked it because you knew he was coming.
"Then you probably would have kidnapped me and sent me to Asia, where'd I'd be force to make Nike shoes for 7 cents a pair," you breathed sarcastically, getting up to hug your boyfriend.
He rolled his eyes and pecked your lips, setting down the bag on the counter.
"What were you doing?" he looked at the TV, an audience applauding as a show opened up. He looked back at you, an eyebrow raised.
"I was just looking for something to watch, but there's nothing on. Whatcha bring, babe?" your curiosity made you ask. He chuckled, shrugging.
"Oh nothing, just a Coke for you and got myself another drink. Bought some Nando's," he smirked, passing you your Coke can. You laughed, kissing his lips again as he sent his hand through his hair,.
"Aww thanks, Niall." you walked into the kitchen, before you accidentally dropped your can of coke. You just picked it right back up.
"Don't open that, Y/N. It's gonna pop, just take mine," he watched the dent in the can. You laughed, shrugging.
"Thank, Niall. But it's okay, I doubt it's going to do that," you replied ignorantly. He was about to oppose before you clicked open the can, and sure enough, the fuzz spilled all over your shirt and face.
There was a moment of silence as Niall just stared at you, his mouth open with surprise. Before you couldn't do anything else but laugh embarrassingly.
Niall had burst into laughter then, his face reddening as he grabbed a rag to clean you. You couldn't help but hold back a smile, because you felt very stupid right now.
"It's okay, I'm going to take a shower. Go find something we can watch," you laughed as you took a sip of your drink.
"It's okay. I'll just get the food ready," he chuckled, taking a breath. He took another glance at the TV, Oprah's voice asking a question to the audience... You ignored the TV as you walked around him, shaking your head as you tried to wipe off the sticky drink from your neck.
You took a quick shower and jumped into some nice comfy clothes, walking back into the kitchen to see that Niall wasn't there anymore. The mess picked up.
You looked to find Niall glued to the TV, two plates of Nandos and your left over soda in a glass cup.
You walked around, Niall's face completely focused on the screen.
"Why didn't you change the channel?" you laughed, seeing that the Oprah show was still on. He jumped in surprise, his cheeks blushing in embarrassment.
"Oh, because this is so weird," he pointed to the screen, his blue eyes intrigued. You followed his gaze, and it was one of Oprah's old episodes, the one where it was interviewing a pregnant man.
"Oh, that Pregnant guy, I remember that one!" you laughed, watching Niall's face warp into confusion when they showed a bare chested photo of the pregnant husband. He laughed as he laid back and set his arm around your shoulders, passing you your plate.
You guys ended up still watching the show, and around fifteen minutes afterwards, Niall stopped eating, put down his food and turned to you.
"Y/N..." he murmured slowly.
You grabbed your coke from the table, taking a drink and looking up in question. His eyes were intense on yours, his face completely blank.
"I'm pregnant," he blurted, his expression serious as he sent his arm over his torso that was suddenly stuffed with a couch pillow.
You nearly spit out your drink from laughter, and Niall threw his head back as he chuckled too.
"You gotta stop spilling coke on yourself, or you're going to have to take another shower," he teased, satisfied with his little joke.
"And you need to stop watching Oprah!" you replied, cleaning your mouth with a napkin.
He chuckled again, kissing your lips softly.
"Hey, if it wasn't for Oprah, I would've never knew about that Pregnant Man," he replied.
"But seriously, I'm pregnant," he said again, making you role your eyes.
"No more Pregnant Men for you!" you grabbed the remote, "Or Oprah!" you giggled.
Oprah's episodes are definitely not a good influence on Niall.
____________authors note______________________________________-
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