~Niall~
It was that time of month again, pain ran up and down your body, and merciless pain in your abdominal area forbid you to move.
Chocolate, I need chocolate.
You relieve yourself from the warm cover and slowly creep out of bed making sure not to wake Niall who was fast asleep and making sure not to pain your self any more.
Since his latest hair cut Niall's hair lay carelessly atop his forehead which always made you laugh since it was a new sight to see. His hair was always to the side or up, never covering his forehead. You tuck the cover into his side and kiss his cheek before exiting your room.
The floor was cold, to cold. You fumble around in the dark trying to reach for the thermostat.
"61, really Niall?" He always forgets to turn it on before bed. You change it to 71 knowing it was dangerous but didn't care since you where really cold and thought the heat would make your aching body sweat what ever you had.
Grabbing a pair of Niall's smaller socks you enter the kitchen and boy was it a mess.
Pots and pans along with old broccoli scattered the sink. Old coffee reeked the area and dog food was all over the floor.
"Ugh really (y/d/n)?"
You bend down to retrieve the pebbles and it hits you.
Nausea
Hot, and a appalling taste of throw up begins to surface. You quickly get up and literally throw your self on the toilet.
Grunts and groans leave your mouth after you blew chuck after chunk of food from last night, yesterday and pretty much all week.
What was going on?
Had I gotten sick? Or was it just your flow at it again?
"Babe? Whats wrong are you okay?" Niall said as he entered the restroom with the cover. He gave you a look that you couldn't read but none the less you welcomed him as he neared you.
"Come here, let's get you cleaned up."
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"Niall...I don't know what's wrong with me..." You sobbed into his arms. After he offered to clean you up he laid you in bed, cleaned up the kitchen bringing back some food that you up chucked apoun intake. Since then you haven't stopped crying.
"Shhhh." He said uncertainly.
"You'll be fine, it may be just a bug."
It didn't feel like one. It couldn't be just a bug, your body was in shakes and your temperature was past 100 degrees. And the most conserning part was "you couldn't keep anything down".
"It can't be Niall, this doesn't feel like one. I've had bugs before but none have ever been this bad. This doesn't normally happen when I'm on my period, what if..."
You stop the words before they come.
"What if what?"
No
"(Y/n) what?"
It can't be. You can't be! You were always careful with sex, always! You couldn't be.
"What if I'm pregnate?"
That took him back. His brows came together and his eyes no longer meet yours.
"Niall?"
He didn't look at you, he couldn't look at you because he knew, he knew what he had done.
"(Y/n) remember when we were at (y/BFF/n) 's house and we were drinking..."
"We used protection, I know we did."
You remember you to drank and smoked a little weed but you were conscience that's for sure. He was incredible that night and you haven't forgotten about it since that night.
You look at him, searching his face for any sign of uncertain facial expression. His brows were together and his forehead dropped down colliding with his brows. His lips were a straight line and his cheeks paler than usual.
"Niall?" You said unevenly.
Please say we did please say we did. You repeated. Heat grew on you face as he finally looked into your eyes. His crips blue eyes showing all his flaws all his weaknesses and above all showing truth.
"I don't recall we did."
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