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Chapter 15

2 Weeks Later

We've lived here for about two weeks and i've learned a lot about Niall. He rather eat at home than get takeout, he uses two different toothbrushes

(one in the morning and one at night) He actually pretty neat for a guy and he doesn't like when people leave food on their plate.

I've begged Niall to let me get a job but he refuses. He says we have all the money we could need. He told me to be a "stay at home" mom and take care of Kaylee while he works. He was signed by the same managment, so he's going to be putting out new music of his own.

I hear the door open and the patter of little feet. I walk out the kitchen and Kaylee almost immediately knocks in to me. They're back from "bonding."

"Woah!" I laugh. "Slow down there, speed racer!" She laughs and I push the falling hairs out of her face.

"Hey, beautiful." Niall says and presses a quick kiss to my lips. Kaylee mumbles an "ew" and I chuckle before he winks and heads to our room.

"Did you have fun with Niall today, baby?" I ask Kaylee as I head back in the kitchen to finish cleaning.

"Yep! We went to the park, and then Mc Donalds. And he took me to get icecream!" She jumps and I raise my eyebrows, laughing.

"You gave her icecream!" I scold when Niall appears in the kitchen.

"Maybe," he laughs and heads towards the fridge. That's another thing I learned about Niall: he eats constantly. Last night I made lasagna and he ate almost the whole pan.

I feel two arms wrap around my waist as I scrub a dish and giggle as his lips press to my shoulder. He playfully bites my shoulder and I wiggle, but he grabs my hips and pushes them against his. My body tenses and he slides his hands to my stomach and back down to my hips.

I can feel my pulse race, but I decide not to be scared. He doesn't believe in sex until marriage.

He playfully nips at my neck and continues rubbing my hips and stomach. I feel him blow on the skin,probably leaving a mark.

He takes my hands and winds his fingers through, even though there covered with soap from washing dishes.

"Take a break, i'll do the dishes." He suggest but I shake my head.

"I'm almost done." He raises an eyebrow and looks at he pile of dishes still in the sink.

"You've been cleaning all day. Alex, go sit on your ass! Right now!" He scolds, but I see the smirk he's trying to hold back. I roll my eyes and follow his orders, washing my hands first. I turn to walk out the kitchen and he takes my bottom as I quickly cover it and turn around.

He chuckles and I shove him, playfully. He grabs my arms and pulls me towards him, both of us laughing, when he lifts me by my waist to sit on the counter.

My long, curly, brown hair falls beside my face and I push it back behind my ear as my pulse races. He opens my legs and steps in between them, our lips close. He leans in slowly, until I hungrily smash my lips on his. His lips are hungry like mine as he opens his mouth and kisses me with more tongue than ever. I tug at the back of his hair and a low, throaty, moan rumbles through his chest, causing me to moan as well.

He grabs my thighs and pulls them towards him, deepening the kiss and lifting me off the counter. He steps back a little and turns so my back hits the wall. My legs are tightly clenched around his waist and his hands are held on my thighs.

We pull away when my phone rings. I groan and he doesn't move us from this position, but reaches and grabs it off the counter, handing it to me.

The number is restricted, but I decide to answer it.

"Hello?" I say weakly, curious.

"Alex Green?" A lady's voice says and I push my brows together. I put it on speaker for both of us to hear.

"Yes," who is this?

"Alex, this is Terri from the hospital your mother was currently staying at." Was.. My pulse begins to race. My mothers time was extended.. "As you already know, she hasn't been doing very well." Oh, no. Please no. "But, honey. She's.. gone. She passed away this morning." She continues. Tears well in my eyes and I try my best to push them away, hide them in the deepest part of my mind.

"T-thank you," I say and quickly hang up.

"Alex," Nialls soft voice says and a tear escapes my eye. "I'm sorry," he presses a kiss to the top of my head and wraps his arms all the way around my waist as the tears spill out.

I can't believe she's gone. The one person I thought i'd never loose. The one who taught me right from wrong, heaven from hell, good from bad. She always told me I could do whatever I wanted and to follow my dreams. But now, she's gone. Just like that, a snap of the fingers, and my mother is gone forever.

The last thing I told her was "see you soon."

***

I've sat in the livingroom for the past hour after I told Kaylee. She was a little sad about it, but quickly got over it. Re-runs of Friends are playing and i'm trying to keep my focus on them, not reality. I wish reality could stop for a minute, walk away and we could take break. A break from heartbreak, betrayal, devastation. We could cope with our feelings and learn to respect and love ourselfs no matter who we are.

I'm not very insecure about me body. Some parts I am, but I don't really care what people think of me. My stomach isn't muscle, but it's flat. My breast are the biggest, but there not small. My bottom isn't round, but it's not flat. I'm not perfect, but i'm not worthless.

I feel the couch sink and look over to find Niall sitting beside me. He changed into only a pair of blue plaid pajama pants, his hair is slightly sticking up from his shower.

"Are you coming to bed?" He asks. I didn't realize it was already nine o'clock, as it says on the tv. I shrug my shoulders, i'm not sure if I can sleep.

When i'm pained or depressed I can't eat or sleep or even move. It feels as if my world is tumbling down around me, I just lost one of the only people who believed in me and there's not very many. She was one of the only people I knew in my family, besides my father.

"Come on, baby." He grabs my arms and pulls me towards him. I pull my legs on either side of his thighs, resting my head on his shoulder. My eyes fill will tears again but I push back the lump in my throat. I sob quietly, hoping he wouldn't hear me but to no avail. "It's okay to cry, Alex." I flutter my eyes, hoping it'll stop the tears but they flow down my cheeks. He rubs my back to calm me down and I wrap my arms around his neck.

"Is Kaylee asleep?" I change the topic and he nods his head.

"I'm a good dad," he laughs and I press a kiss to his nose.

"You are," he smiles and I sit up. He climbs off the couch and before I can get up he is standing in front of me with his back turned.

"Get on," I laugh but hop on his back. His hands latch my thighs and he carries me into our bedroom. I laugh loudly as he sets me down on the bed.

I watch as he take off his shirt. I follow his actions, but before I notice his eyes rake my body. I feel my cheeks heat and I hide my face. He throws me his shirt and I catch it, looking up to him.

"Wear it," he says and I slip it on over my head. It smells faintly of cologne and a little of the Febreeze I use round the apartment. I switch my pants for shorts before climbing into bed beside Niall. He pulls me to his side, and I lay my head on his chest.

"Goodnight," he says and I look up, meeting his ocean blue eyes. "I-I love you." His cheeks turn pink when he says it and I can tell he's scared of my response.

"I love you, Niall." His eyes somewhat look of relief as he presses a kiss to my lips before cuddling by my side.

"Goodnight."