I woke up with a fierce headache and a strong wave of nausea. I was back in my bunk. The hangover was the only thing that proved to me that last night was real.
I groaned as I sat up, the blood rushing from my head and making me dizzy. Never again would I drink so much. Never. Slowly, I stood up and found my phone buried in the sheets. It was nearly noon and the bus was empty. Following the voices I could hear seeping in through the open window, I found everyone sat out on the paddock.
"There he is!" Niall shouted, laughing as I winced. I took one step at a time and then just stood on the ground in front of the bus to let my alcohol ridden body get used to the new light, sounds, and smells.
It was when I looked up and saw her that I smiled wide. Jacelyn smiled back at me, her whole face lighting up as she set down her plate of nachos on the table and leaned against the chair. She was perfect in every way, just as I had remembered-
My smiled dropped as I scanned her body.
Her stomach had swollen but only in one particular spot so I wasn't as if she had just gotten chubby...
"I'm taking bets now babe," she said. "Boy or girl?"
My eyes widened as I struggled to swallow my own saliva. "W-what?"
She just laughed and nodded.
"You told me you got your...your time f the month."
"I might of maybe told a little fib..." It was dead silent as everyone just watched our interaction. I walked closer to her, still in disbelief.
"How far along?"
"Four months.."
Yes. This was mine. It fit the timeline to our incident perfectly. "You lied to me?" I started off in mock anger. Jace's expression changed and she began stuttering out explanations.
"I-I didn't want to make a big deal out of it for you! I thought that-that it would be better if I just told you that we were fine-"
"We could've been shopping for baby clothes right now!" The flood of relief in her face made me smile. Jacelyn laughed and hugged me tight.
"You're not mad?" she asked quietly as the rest of the group began to cheer and clap at our hug.
"Not even a bit. When did you find out?"
"Not until I left. Sam bought me the test and I told Jaden last week. She finally got one too. We're due a week apart from each other."
"Hey hey!" Louis shouted. "Break it up! That's what got us into this mess!"
He inserted an arm in between Jace and I, pushing us apart with a giggle.
We sat down and a constant small chatter arose from around the table. Jace and I however, were in our own little world together.
"So," I picked at her nachos, my hangover seemingly disappearing with this news. "Name ideas?"
"Clark Kent."
"Jacelyn no."
"Why not?"
"You can't name the child after Superman!"
"What if we name it 'oops'?"
"Jace!"
"Alright alright. You can name the kid. On one condition." She smirked wildly and I grinned with the wonder of what it was.
"And what might that be?" I asked playfully.
"I'd like to take you up on that offer to elope."
"Huh?" My mind raced back to the first time I found her at Samantha's house and I asked her to run away and get married to me. Jace giggled as my smile grew to as wide as it would go.
"Marry Me Liam."
The End
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Jace
FanfictionJacelyn "Jace" Rock. She dances, she sings (not very well), and she wins people over. That's all she seemed to ever do; make people like her. She's witty, she's goofy, she's hyperactive, she's Liam Payne's "perfect girlfriend". Except...she isn't hi...