-----Kylie's P.O.V.-----
Niall wraps his arms around my small waist, pulling me closer to him and forcing me to breathe his smell. I burry my face into his shirt, sighing as the cotton warmly encircles my head.
"I can't believe you're leaving me. Especially Now, that I'm pregnant with your child!" I try to say calmly, but it ends up sounding more like I'm scolding him. Tears threaten to flow onto my cheeks. I blink quickly. I can't let him see me cry. Not at a time like this. Niall kisses me softly on the neck, the cheek, the jaw, the temple.
"It'll only be for a few months." He mumurs, before smashing his lips into mine once again. I close my eyes and sigh as my hand confidently finds his soft hair. He strokes the small of my back, causing me to shiver, and for him to pull me closer.
"Niall, Stop.'' I have to will myself not to run back into his arms, have to force myself not to kiss him again. The familiar pressure of his lips on mine is gone, and the room feels cold. "You're leaving the fucking country! You're going to be gone for three months! How do you expect me to do this on my own?" Niall had just told me both him and Vi were going to fly out to Ireland for a few months to stay with their grandma.
"I don't." Niall says, looking shamefully at the ground. "That's why you're coming with us!"
"Omigod, are you serious?" I ask, stroking his cheek lovingly.
"Yes!"He says. "Just me and you and..... Violet."
"Aw man, why does she have to come?" I ask, playfully pretending to pout.
"I love you, Kylie Grace." Niall whispers into my ear.
"I love you too, Niall James." is my reply. He envelopes me into another kiss, this one more passionate. He pushes me against the wall, his arms pinned above my head, his breathing fast and uneven.
"Kiss me." He pants, looking at me with expectant eyes. I kiss the love of my life, Niall James Horan, right in the middle of his kitchen.
-----Niall's P.O.V.-----
Kylie spends the night. She says it's because she's not ready to go home yet, but I like to think it's just because she wants to spend more time with me. We're sitting downstairs on the couch, playing monopoly when she asks the question.
"Niall, are you scared?" She asks me, her bottom lip quivering.
"About what?" I ask nonchalantly, my mouth full of pizza.
"About the baby..." She trails off, her eyes hazing over. "Niall, we're so young. What if something happens? What if...?" She breaks down.
"Shush, it's okay.." I mumur as she burries her head into my lap. I stroke her cheeks gently, as you would for a small child. Once she's stable enough, I help her sit up and wrap an arm lazily behind her shoulders. Tilting her face up gently, I speak. "You are going to be the best mother in the world. I can promise you that."
"Yeah, we're gonna have one lucky kid!" She laughs, placing her small hands on her belly.
"I love you." I say, pushing a lock of hair behind her ear. Suddenly, her phone buzzes, startling the both of us. Her eyes flit to the caller I.D, and she looks at me expectantly. "Go ahead." I say. nodding towards the open doorway.
-----Kylie's P.O.V.-----
Ï walk back into Niall's room, flop down on his bed, and sigh.
"What is it, love?" He asks, gazing at me with those ocean like blue eyes.
"The doctor said we need to see him tomorrow." I sigh in frustration. Staring up at the ceiling, I roll over on my side so that I'm facing him. "Do you believe in true love?" I ask curiously.
"I'm not sure. But I believe in you. I believe in us. Isn't that enough?" Niall responds.
"Yes," I say, but my soul thirsts for more.
-----Niall's P.O.V.-----
Kylie and I wake up bright and early the next morning. Walking into the nice spring air, I breathe deeply.
"Isn't it beautiful?" Kylie asks, looking up at the sky and skipping along happily.
"Yes," I say, "But not as Beautiful as you.'" She blushes and turns her crimson cheeks toward the ground, smiling at her feet. "It's true!" I say, picking her up bridal- style and carrying her the rest of the way to the car.
"Niall Horan, put me down!" She squeals, laughing with delight. Her arms slice through the air, searching for something to grab but finding nothing.
-----Kylie's P.O.V.-----
The doctor's office is full of scaring looking machines and darkness. There's a sliver of light peeking through a tiny window, but that's the only light source there is . Niall and I wait nervously, occasionally talking, to see what the doctor needed to tell us. Finally, they call my name. Niall grabs my wrist, and, pulling me towards him, starts down the long hallway. After a long half hour, the doctor finally comes in to see us. He's smiling, so I know it can't be bad.
"Guys," He says, "Congratulations. You're having twins."
