Harry and Louis were very shocked by the news and told me that they would try to come over to Ireland as soon as possible. I told them that I had no idea when the police would release Zayn's body and when they asked why, I told them about James the serial killer, because even though Harry had been caught up in it too, he obviously hadn't told Louis much about it. I told them everything, right from Caitlin to Tommo to Hermione to the baby and finally to Zayn. I also told Louis to be careful because he was the only one of us who hadn't been made a part of the case yet.
After the two lads agreed to ring me the next day and talk more, we ended the call and I headed to the kitchen where I knew hat Caitlin, Theo, Tommo and possibly ghosty Liam would shortly be joining me for breakfast.
I had just put four pieces of toast in the toaster (for I had learned that Caitlin quite liked toast so had decided to make some for her too), when Caitlin walked into the kitchen, yawning and rubbing the sleep from her eyes.
"Can you make me some toast too, please?" she asked me.
"Already on it." I said with a smile.
"Thanks, Niall."
"Not a problem. " I laughed.
I looked at her and saw that even though she was only about nine weeks pregnant, her baby bump was already starting to show a little bit and couldn't help but burst out saying:
"When are you going to tell Tommo?"
Her worried eyes met my own and she whispered:
"I don't think it'll be long before she figures it out for herself."
"Whatever do you mean?" I said, puzzled.
"You know how after Tommo woke up from her surgery, she said that she finally got to meet somebody called Harry? Well, Harry was her son. Before we met, she unexpectedly learned that she was pregnant, and she named that baby Harry. But after four months, she had a miscarriage. Harry was gone. Trust me, Tommo knows better than anyone how to tell if a woman is pregnant. "
I didn't know quite what to say, so I simply nodded. An awkward silence developed and remained until the sound of the toast popping up out of the toaster broke it.
"I'll get that." said Caitlin, moving to get a plate from the cupboard.
"No, I'll do it. Just pass me a couple of plates and then we can have our toast." I smiled, and Caitlin said okay before handing me two plates onto which I put two pieces of toast each.
"Thank you, Niall." she said as I gave her one of the plates.
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FanfictionA young boy senses that something mysterious is going on in his home one stormy night. The next morning his uncle decides to investigate and finds a girl, beaten and weak from hunger, curled up on a mattress in his nephew's old room, to which they h...
