Walls

Chapter Seven: "Yep."

With my spirit broken, I walked out into the ironically blue sky and bright sun. I looked down at my stomach, unable to believe a little person could be in there. I felt tears prickling the back of my eyes when I saw a couple of familliar, smiling faces.

"Hey Lou, Hey Zayn." I said, burying my current problem in the back of my mind.

"Hey Lex." Zayn smiled as photographers and fans seemed to appear of out thin air and mob us. The boys seemed to snake out of the crowd with ease, but I was left trying to push my way through the crowd.

"How's Zayn's baby?" a photographer yelled in my face.

"I've know Zayn for a day! How could I be pregnant?!" I answered angrily, trying to get past them once again.

"What a slut!" Fans called.

"It's probably not even his!"

"Ugh, he deserves better!" I felt the hot tears tumbling down my cheeks as a strong hand grabbed my wrist and pulled my through the crowd and into the SUV.

"Lexi, are you ok?" Zayn asked frantically, tears still rolling down my cheeks as I registered what had happened. I shook my head trying to banish my tears. My vision cleared as my tear flow shrank to a minumum. I saw Paul in the driver's seat, Melissa in the passenger's, Louis closest to the window, Zayn in the middle holding my wrist still, and me at the other window.

"Why are they saying these things?" I sighed, my voice raspy.

"I have no idea what goes through their heads." Zayn said truthfully and took my hand as comfort for me. The car came to complete stop and I opened my door, my hand still in Zayn's as we made our way into the bus.

"Have fun?" Liam asked and I shrugged.

"It sure seems like it." Harry smiled cheekily and I looked down to find my hand still holding Zayn's. He let go of my hand quickly and I felt myself go red and he did as well.

"Hey Alex, can I talk to you?" Niall said, pulling me out of the bus.

"Look who finally decided to talk to me since I got here!" I said sarcastically. He rolled his eyes and ignored the comment.

"You've been here a day and you're already holding Zayn's hand?" He growled.

"Is that jealousy I hear in your voice, Niall?" I raised an eyebrow, a triumphant smile growing on my lips. He looked at the ground and kicked the dirt.

"No." He mumbled. I couldn't help it, but my angry mood softened at the sight of him sad. Why must I have a soft spot for him?!

"Umm Niall," I said awkwardly and he looked up, "Remember a couple days before the X Factor finals a couple months ago?"

"Yeah," He smiled, then it disappeared as fast as it came, "Why?"

"Well, I went to the doctor today," I said, a knot forming in my throat, "and I'm kind of pregnant." His jaw droppped to the ground and his eyes widened bigger than saucers.

"WHAT?! Do you know how bad I'm gonna get it from the paparazzi?!" He yelled and I tried to shush him.

"Oh because everything is always about Niall!" I snapped.

"Are you sure it's even mine?!"  He demanded.

"You're really gonna ask me that question?!" I insisted back, "Ever since you cheated on me with that stupid slut, I went back to Ireland. I was heartbroken, HEARTBROKEN! Do you really think I would date anyone else let alone sleep with anyone?!"

"Well it was about three months ago how far are you along?"

"About three months Niall." I said and he groaned, running a angry hand through his blonde hair. I felt a little crack in my hard exterior and I fell to the ground sobbing uncontrollably. His face softened and he got to the ground with me, his arms wrapping around me like they used to. "I don't want to be pregnant." I managed between sobs. He sighed and rubbed my shoulders.

"It's gonna be ok." He said and I heard him mumble something I couldn't make out under his breath. I cried for maybe forty five minutes until I finally found my composure we headed back on the bus.

"Boy I am tired." I said quickly and rushed back to the bathroom, Melissa following right behind me. I sighed and started the water and washed my face. After I rinsed, I found Melissa's reflection in the mirror as well as my own.

"You are, aren't you?" I met her navy blue irises in the mirror.

"Yep."