When I Saw Him (One Direction and Shakira FanFic)

Chapter Eight ~ "Midnight Man"

~ Ayla's POV ~

It was now 9.00 a.m. No sign of Shakira and definitely no sleep. Niall placed a hot cup of fresh coffee in front of me and told me to drink. His beaming smile was always there, even in the worst of times. I placed the rim of the cup to my lips and sipped the scorching hot liquid. The burning sensation that went down my throat made me squirm a little but I could only think about shak. Was she okay? Where was she?

Niall sat down beside me and asked what happened, I stared into his swirling sea blue eyes and confessed everything (not that there was anything to confess).
He placed a hand on my shoulder and said that Shakira would be somewhere just fine.

We will just have to wait I suppose.

"By the way, thanks for coming to get me." You didn't tell Gerard did you?"

Niall looked at me. "No I didn't, but we need to tell him his bride to be is out god knows where doing who knows what."

I placed my hands on my head, what was I going to tell him.

I got up, took a deep breath and looked into the hallway where just through another door, Gerard would be sound asleep.

I'm going to tell him, right now. I sighed and slowly made my way to the hallway. My mind started saying things that I could tell him so that he wouldn't worry, she would be fine somewhere. Just as I reached the hall entrance I heard the front door sliding open. My heart clenched and I ran to see if it was her.

My emotions ran into one, she was standing in the doorway. Messy hair, smudged make up, torn dress. I ran over to her and hugged her for a second before stepping back, I clenched my fists and felt so angry, I couldn't hold it in, before I knew it my hand was half way across her cheek and the sound of a harsh painful slap echoed through the room.

"WHERE THE F**KING HELL WERE YOU?!"

I instantly regretted what I had just done, Shakira's shocked face just stared at me. Her eyes began to water and she leapt into my arms.

~ Shakira's POV ~

I felt so sorry, I should have tried to tell her I was alright.

"I'm so sorry Ayla, the paparazzi was there! I was surrounded! All the camera's, flashes, the pulling, tugging, Harry, I'm sorry."

Ayla pulled away from the hug, "Harry was there?"

"Did I say Harry? I meant heart attack, I was going to have a heart attack with the fright of it all."

I could feel the guilt inside me, I pushed passed Ayla and headed for my room.

"No you said Harry and you meant Harry, what happened?"

The guilt was to much, I grabbed her arm and ran down the hallway to the spare room where she and Niall were staying. "I SLEPT WITH HIM!"

Ayla's eyes widened and she put her hands to her face. "You what?"

"It wasn't meant to happen! He saw me being surrounded at the club and he was the one that got me out, we went back to his place, he gave me something to drink, we talked for a while, one thing lead to another and then it happened."

What am I going to do!

Ayla lowered her hands, "you are going to get ready for your wedding, you are going to smile, you are never going to mention this and you will marry Gerard."

I looked at her in the eyes and she knew I understood what she meant, how could I pretend this never happened.

"We are going to postpone the wedding. That's what we are gonna do."

Ayla said that it would only make people ask questions but I knew that it had to be done and Gerard would have to understand, I would just tell him something has come up with work.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~One Week Later~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

~ Gerard's POV ~

I still don't fully understand why she wanted to postpone but what did it matter? As long as it ended up fine.

The wedding is now going to be held 2 days from now.

Shak has been extremely busy the last couple of days, I don't know why she would want to donate blood this early before the wedding.

Niall just laughed "none of us guys know why women do what they do, but we just gotta except it"

I smirked a little and grabbed my keys off the hook, I'll catch you later, off to practise.

I heard Niall yell goodbye and some other random phrase as I walked out the door, what were we going to do when Ayla and him leave, me and shak will be alone at last but it might get a little lonely. I settled for the idea of getting a dog and continued down the drive to my car.

Was I really thinking about this, pfft.

~ Shakira's POV~

"Why am I doing this again?" I asked.

Ayla looked at me and smiled, "this will boost your appearance, just imagine when people find out you donated blood, they will think you are a saint."

I leaned back into the chair, "why did they have to take a test sample of blood first anyway. I don't do drugs or anything."

Ayla shrugged at me and leant over to get a magazine.

10 minutes passed before the nurse came back into the room, she looked extremely happy for some reason.

"Now, Miss Mebarek (Shakira) what new would you like first, the good news or the great news."

I looked at Ayla confused and turned my head to the nurse again, why is there great news?

The nurse handed me a piece of paper with my results on it.

This is what it read:

Mebarek, Shakira

2/2/77 (37)

Blood perfectly healthy, suitable for donation.

~ Make note to congratulate her on her pregnancy.

I looked up at the nurse, "what pregnancy?"

"Oh you didn't know? It's very early stages now but it appears that your pregnant."

Ayla dropped the magazine and I clenched my stomach.

Happy flushes ran through me I jumped from the chair and jumped up and down.

I turned back to Ayla and went in to hug her but she stopped me and whispered into my face. The next five words I was about to hear would be the hardest thing of my life. I had let the guilt go and forgotten that Gerard wasn't the only man that I had been with.

These words were............

Is it Gerard's or is it Harry's.

~ I had no idea what to write about in this chapter lol but as you can see I did it in the end ;P -Kiera