Have Faith ((Niall Horan-AU)) (Editing)

Chapter 9.

*On the last chapter of Have Faith*

"Umm, I don't know how to explain it, it just kinda sits in your arms like this." She motioned her arms into baby holding position, I assumed. Her arms made a cradle-like shape. "Then the head goes here, and the baby will just kind of cradle in your arms." She smiled at her explanation, god her smile was so beautiful. 

"Oh, alright, thanks I'll keep your wonderful rendition in mind when my baby comes. My baby, that sounds so weird." I kinda smiled at the thought, I've always wanted kids sometime in the future. I just never knew that would happen so soon. Kylie was right, I was going to love this baby more than my own life, it would be my responsibility to take care of, and I was beginning to tell myself that I was ready for this. Well, ready for the baby mentally. "Thanks Kylie." 

She looked up from her late night cereal bowl. "For what exactly?"

I just smiled and walked into the kitchen. "For everything."

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*Kylie's POV*

It had been two weeks since the news hit. Two weeks since Niall find out he would be a father. 

Things had gotten a little better, but not where they needed to be. Niall was taking the news a little better, texting me every day asking me questions about babies. It was really cute actually, he was starting to turn into a father figure and the baby wasn't even born yet. It was actually weird, I never thought Niall would be a father type, at least not at this age. He always struck me as a 'I'm never having kids' type. I guess when you have no choice it just kind of happens. 

Niall had even started hanging out with Kiana more often, just hanging out and talking about what they were going to do for the baby. Kiana had talked to her parents and she's moving back in with them, since they're rich as fuck and can afford the baby with no problem. If it wasn't for Kiana's parents I don't know what Niall would have done. His parents are gone and so are mine, so we really had no options to fall back on. That was the hardest part for Niall, not being able to support his son or daughter, whatever the case may be. The only thing I could do for Niall was be there for him if and when he needed me, even if it meant checking on Kiana, which is exactly what I'm about to do right now. 

I walked up to the dorm room, taking a deep and steady breath before knocking lightly. I heard light shuffling on the other side of the door, a sure sign she was in there. "Kiana please I know you're in there, Niall just wanted me to check on you to make sure you were okay and didn't need anything." I waited a few more seconds, just as I was about to speak again the door unlocked and removed itself as a barrier, showing Kiana. "Are you okay? What's wrong?" Her eyeliner was running down her face, red dots covered her nose and cheeks and her eyes were extremely red and puffy. 

"I'm fine." 

"Niall may buy that bullshit but I sure as hell won't. What's wrong?"

She looked up at me, giving a menacing glare. "What the hell do you care? You've never cared about me."

"No, I have never cared about you because all you've ever been is a bitch to me, but I care about that." I pointed to her small belly that hasn't yet developed as a baby bump. "Please Kiana, just tell me what's wrong." She looked at me hesitantly before stepping aside and looking at the ground, letting me know I could come in. "Thank you." I said calmly and quietly before entering her room and making myself comfortable on her bed. 

"What do you want from me? For me to tell you everything from now on? To tell you when I need something? Is that what you want?"

"No I don't, but Niall wants me to so I'm doing it, for him."