That Concert (Niall Horan)

Chapter 46

It's been three days since I got the messages from Hannah. She hasn't been at school, I'm extremely worried about her.

It's now Friday and Mum let me have the day off to say goodbye to Niall. At the moment, we were just laying in bed, watching a movie, I'm not actually sure what it's called, but it's pretty funny, and Niall is laughing lots, so that's good, it's a lovely sound.

"What time does your flight leave?" I ask him, moving my head from his chest to look at his face.

"At one." He shrugs. "Why?"

"Just wondering." I lay my head back on his chest.

"Do you wanna do something today?" He asks, his fingers combing through my hair.

"Yeah, kinda." I shrug.

"Let's go then." We both stood up and made our way downstairs, slipping on our shoes and walking out the door.

Niall opened the car door for me and I thanked him as I hopped in. He closed the door behind me and got in his side and started driving.

"Where do you want to go?" He asks me as he pulled onto the highway.

"I don't mind." I shrug.

"I have an idea." He smiles.

"Where are we going?" I ask.

"Surprise."

"I don't like surprises." I groan.

"You're the one who said you don't mind where as go." He points out.

"True." I nod.

We start talking about random stuff until he pulled over.

I didn't catch the name of the place and he pulled into a parking space and stopped tweet car. We got out and he walked around to me and laced our fingers together.

We walked in through a door and only then did I realise where we are. I can't skate.

"Niall. I can't skate." I tell him.

"So?" He shrugs and pulls me along behind him.

"I'll fall over." I tell him.

"So?" He shrugs again.

"It'll hurt." I pout.

"I'll catch you." He kisses my cheek.

"You better." I joke, and we put the skates on.

We make our way to the rink and I grab his hand and we start skating, I almost fall over like every 10 seconds.

About half an hour later we were making our way to Nandos. We didn't have one of those moments where one of us fall and pull the other down with us and we kiss and it's romantic, sadly.

Niall orders us some food and we sit and eat it.

"Why was six afraid of seven?" I ask.

"Why?" He looks up at me.

"Because seven, eight, nine." I said, probably a bit too loudly. I started laughing and Niall just looked at me.

"You're almost as bad as Harry." He sighs.

"Why is she almost as bad as me?" Harry comes out of nowhere and sits beside me.

"Her jokes are almost as bad as yours." Niall tells him.

"My jokes are funny." Harry pouts.

"Whatever you say mate." Niall chuckles, shaking his head.

"Can I touch the bump?" Harry asks excitedly.

"Course." I smile, moving my chair back slightly and he placed his hand on my stomach.

"She hasn't started kicking yet." I inform him and he nods.

He removes his hand and starts talking to Niall about something for the tour.

I was quite content with just listening to them just talking, until I felt something move in my stomach.

"Oh my god." I gasp, halting their conversation. I place a hand on my stomach.

"What is it? Are you okay? Are you going into labour?" Niall starts to panic.

"I'm not giving birth Niall, I've still got six months." I chuckle. "They started kicking."

"Really? Are they still?" He asks and stands up.

"Not right now, but if you wait." He places his hand on my stomach and waits.

I look over to Harry and he is just sitting there awkwardly. I smile and him and he smiles back.

"You can feel after Niall, I just want him to be the first." I tell him and he nods in understanding.

We wait in silence for a few minutes and after a while they decide to kick again. Niall's eyes light up and he smiles at me.

"I love you." He kisses my forehead.

"I love you." I smile.

He slowly stands up and sits back in his seat. I grab ahold of Harry's hand and place it on my stomach and wait.

Eventually one of them kicks and he smiles then removes his hand. They then continue talking and we end up staying there for about an hour until I remind them that they have to catch a flight soon.

We are currently at the airport, saying goodbye, the rest of the boys are here too.

"I'll miss you." I tell Louis while giving him a hug.

"I'll miss you too." He chuckles and we pull away.

"And both of you two." He rubs my stomach at the exact time they kick.

"They kicked." He jumped slightly.

"They did." I chuckle. "They must like you already."

I said goodbye to the rest of the boys and eventually I had to say bye to Niall.

"Bye babe, I'll miss you." He kisses my forehead.

"I'll miss you too." I hugged him and tried holding the tears back. I'm emotional, what of it?

He bends down and kisses my bump. "You two be good for Mummy."

I chuckle and ruffle his hair up. "Dork."

"A dork you love." He looks up at me.

"A dork I love." I smile at him and he stands to his full height.

"I'll see you later princess." He kisses my forehead and the boys walk off.