Moran & Horan

19. I'm not leaving you.

Layla

I finally got to come out of the hospital, with strict orders not to run, jump, sprint or any physical activity whatsoever.

Now technically I know my school year is just about over, we have a month and a half left. But Niall wants me to leave with him today.

"I can't leave with you!! I have to stay here, with Sam, for my babies and my education." I say.

"I'm not going to win this, am I?

"No." I say simply.

"Well, fine. I'll send you your things. But if you ever get scared know you can always call me. I love you soo much."

"Bye Ni. I love you more than words." I say letting my tears soak through his shirt.

"Heyy! Layloo, no need for tears!" He knew his nickname for me killed me. I laughed.

"Your plane is boarding." I giggled.

"Bye!! Love you!" Niall called running to his gate.

"Okay Lays, You ready to go home?" Sam asked, with a big smile.

"Beyond. I'm read for a nap." I yawned.

"Me too. Let's go!!" He grabbed my hand and led me to the car.

We finally reached the car and I settled into my seat and looked out the window. Everything is finally falling into place.

"Sam, wait. Can we go to the store? I want to get some new furniture for our house." I asked, suddenly excited.

"Anything for you, Layla." He nodded and pulled into the parking lot of the furniture store.

We bought brand new everything. Like a new couch and chairs and tables for the living room, a new dining room set, a whole new bedroom set x2 (1 for the main and 1 for the guest), and stuff for the baby's room. I really just wanted to change it up and make it our home. I called Trevor a few times for a little input on the style and patterns, Sam wasn't really helpful in that area.

While everything was being set up I sat outside in the grass with my phones playlists playing. My favorite song, Ain't It Fun? by Paramore came on and I started singing it aloud. "DON'T GO CRYING TO YOUR MOMMA!! AIN'T IT FUN? AIN'T IT FUN? BABY NOW YOU'RE ONE OF US! AIN'T IT FUN? AIN'T IT FUN? AIN'T IT FUN?"

"You are so amazing. You know that?" I jumped!

"How long have you been there?"

"The whole song." Sam blushed.

"Sammmm! Why do you embarrass me? You make me feel childish..." I said, trying to be serious. I didn't work. I giggled too much.

"Do singers attract other singers? Do I need to step back and let you and Trevor have a shot?"

"No. Trevor doesn't love me that way. We're only best friends."

"So all that time you just lived with him as your best friend?" Sam asks curiously.

"Uh yeah? I never ever had a crush on him. Just you but I was afraid to ask you out because I didn't think you could ever fall for someone 2 years younger." I blushed.

"Ooh. I see. So if I'd asked you, you would've been with me? Age is only a number."

"Of course. Who wouldn't say yes to you? You are adorable!" I said pinching his cheeks.

"Stooop!!" He yelled playfully.

We sat there for a little while just enjoying the sunset and warmth.

"Sam, what if they hate us? The babies, I mean." I ask, my mind was wandering free.

"Layla, are you crazy? Nobody could ever hate you."

"Jake does and Kathleen does."

"Lays, I'm not them and our daughter wont be them either.."

"I'm sorry. I'm just nervous... and 16."

"Layla, I love you for who you are even if you are 16. And I'll never leave you." He thought this way about me?

"You really mean that?" I ask, doubting it.

"Of course, Layla, What kind of question is that? How many times do I have to reassure you?"

"Well, Kian said he'd only stick around for the baby, he only wants to be here for his son. I heard him talking to Ni about it."

'Layla Horan, I'm not Kian. I am Samuel Pottorff. And I love you. Ever since we first met at that meet and greet." Pointing at the picture of us on the wall. That meet and greet happened two years ago, when I was 14, and he was 16.

"Ever since then?"

"Yes. Layla, since then. I was scared you would reject me. "

"You are crazy for thinking that. I would have never rejected you. Never in a million years."

    "What do you think Kathleen will say about my belly? I asked looking down at my growing baby bump. From the three weeks I was in the hospital, I had tripled in size.

    "It doesn't matter what she says. You have Cade, Olivia, and Trevor. They all care about you and will stick up for you."

    We sat under the stars for about 2 hours not saying anything. It finally got cold, so we went and sat on our couch, watching Pitch Perfect. About half way through I fell asleep on Sams chest.