Chapter Twenty-Eight: Screaming Helps, Too!

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"Let's get this party on!" Voices yell, walking in the door. I smile brightly. The boys were carrying Nando's, beer, water, soda, and a bunch of video games. Hannah and Eleanor were carrying board games and candy. It was game night, of course. Niall and I made and cake.

We had almost all the furniture delivered. The lads put up the wallpaper in the nursery yesterday along with the crib. It took them two and a half hours to put the damned thing together.

Niall basically forced me onto the couch earlier. He told me he read on a website that if my feet are swollen I need to lift them up. I told him I was fine, but he has been handling everything since lunch. He was such a gentleman.

"Well it's time to shove some food in our mouths then, yeah?" Niall asks, getting up before pulling me me off the couch. I frown, noticing Liam isn't here.

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"Take that bitches!" Zayn exclaims. "Pirates rule, ninjas drool!"

"I had my eyes closed." I lie.

"You were running in circles while screaming." Harry furrows his eyebrows together.

"Screaming isn't a strategy, fighting is." Louis tells me.

"Screaming helps, too." I snap, not in a mean way or anything, we were all joking around. "It works most of the time, except for when I die." Somehow I manage to keep a straight face. Everyone else was in hysterics though.

"I can't believe you didn't laugh." Eleanor shakes her head.

"Not as weird as when we were playing cherrades and Louis screamed pregnant woman even though he wrote the cards and that wasn't one of them." I smirk.

"Hey, it's not my fault, you know I have a bad memory." Louis pouts.

"Yep. When you were nine you put your name on the picture of the flower I drew for mum's birthday." I nod and he rolls his eyes.

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So, now that I'm 26 weeks pregnant, sleeping hasn't gotten any easier. I finally got some maternity clothes which I desperately needed. I wore one of Niall's shirts yesterday because I couldn't find anything that fit.

It's been almost two weeks since I've talked to Liam which worries me. That fight might have ruined our friendship. When everyone comes over, he doesn't appear, when we go over, he disappears. Things aren't the same and I don't think they'll ever be.

We are at the boys' house and I'm complaining there is no need to fuss about a baby shower, but they insist. We didn't have anyone else over, considering most people couldn't come and the stuff would arrive in the mail. Speaking of mail, half of the stuff in the room is fanmail.

"Let's open stuff!" Louis shouts.

"Ok." I sigh, giving up.

I ended up getting basically everything I needed. Baby moniters, outfits, bottles, pacifiers, diapers, stuffed animals, blankets/sheets for the crib, Louis got us a changing table and a rocking chair, burp rags, books, and a lot of stuff we wouldn't need for a while. The boys of course got us outfits with their faces on them.

The fans sent THE nicest things. They have no idea about the name so we got at least 100 little bracelets with names on them. A lot of them aren't ones we would use but we are going to keep them. Then blankets they MADE and everyone is so nice.

It would have made it better if Liam was there. He had his gifts down here on the floor, but it would have been better if he were here. We're just sitting around talking.

"You won't go into labor when we're away right?" Niall raises an eyebrow.

"I'll do everything I can but it will be close to my due date." I tell him.

"Good." Zayn smiles.

"So we're taking you out for lunch on the 31st, right?" Louis asks.

"Yeah." Harry answers. He was gonna go back to Holmes Chapel for a week like Zayn went to Bradford.

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"Agnes, can you please come talk to Liam?" Zayn begs. "He's really depressed."

"Fine." I huff.

"If he touches you, scream." Niall whispers in my ear. I laugh before walking upstairs.

"Liam." I knock on his door. I push it open closing, it behind me. Liam was laying in bed doing something on his laptop.

"Agnes!" Liam yells. He was obviously shocked. "What are you doing here?"

"We have to talk." I say, pulling the chair from his desk, creating some distance between us.

"I'm really sorry." Liam apologizes.

"That's not the point. Liam, you're a great guy. Someone will like you. There are millions of girls willing to be with you. I love you like a brother, but I'm not right for you." I explain slowly, hoping he will catch on so I can stop worrying.

"Who's going to like me, with this?" Liam asks.

"The right girl will love you just the way you are." I smile. I pull Liam to his feet and hug him tightly.

"Thank you, Ag." Liam says. I sigh with relief. Things would finally go back to normal.

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"Bye, Agnes." Liam says. We were in the airport saying goodbyes.

"Bye." I respond hugging him tighter.

"Look after yourself. I don't want to come back and see you unhealthy." Liam states the obvious. I nod and he kisses my cheek.

"Make sure you don't lock yourself up again." Zayn tells me.

"I won't." I shake my head.

"Bye." Zayn replies, kissing my cheek.

"Bye." I say.

"I'll be expecting a healthy Agnes and baby when I get back." Harry proclaims.

"Course." I try to smile.

"Goodbye." Harry says.

"Goodbye." I repeat the word. Louis wraps his arms around me.

"Take care of yourself, please." Louis pleads.

"I will." I reassure him.

"We'll be back before you know it." Louis kisses my head. He goes over to Eleanor as Niall comes up to me. I wrap my arms around his neck digging my head into it. Eleanor and I were both crying.

"Don't make this any harder than it already is." Niall begs.

"I'm sorry." I cry. "I can't help it."

"I'm going to go help those people and I'm going to come back and we'll pick up right where we left off." Niall says.

"Promise?" I ask.

"By my life." Niall squeezes me tighter. "I'm gonna miss you."

"I already miss you."

"I love you, Ag."

"I love you too, Nialler." He pulls away, giving me a big kiss. I hug him once more before they wave while boarding the plane. Eleanor, Hannah, Caleb, and I stand there watching until the plane takes off.

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