Author's Note;
sorry I haven't updated!
been busy :/
don't know if it's gonna be any good, but read anyways! and i accept any shoutouts you want to give me ;)
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*Nikki's POV*
After the nusing home, Harry and I decided to head over to his parent's house in the states. I know that they live in England, as do all of us, but they've moved recently to the states. They said that they wanted to 'live the lifestyle.' I'm actually really nervous because I've never met my boyfriend's parents before. I wouldn't even know what to say!
Just then, Harry grabbed my hand, "Don't worry, love. They're going to ship you like nobody has ever shipped you before," he smiled back. (Ship = like, if you were wondering) For some odd reason, that little 'pep talk' gave me some courage. I was going to show Harry's parents that I was the girl for him.
Harry snapped his fingers in front of my face. "Sorry, daydreaming," I said, unbuckling my seatbelt. Wow, this house was 10 times the size of our house, and we had 10 people living in ours! He unlocked the doors and came around the convertable, opening my door for me.
"After you," he said, motioning out of the car. "Ugh, you're so British," I said, grabbing his hands and pulling him towards me. "You know, if my parents see us snogging, it won't exactly be the best first impression," he said, his eyes glimmering. I just shook my head and smiled. Well, here goes nothing.
*Niall's POV*
I sighed loudly as I plopped down on my bed, laying on my stomach. I whipped out my phone. Ugh, 10 missed calls and 23 new text messages. Wait for it....all from Jen! Woop dee freaking doo. She was the absolute last person I wanted to talk to. And no, I'm not one of those terrible dads who walks out on their pregnant girlfriends. No.
The thing is, I wasn't the father. The farthest that Jen and I have ever gone was snogging on the couch. Nothing more, I swear. Just then, I got a call. Whatever. I snapped the end button down so hard, the key nearly flew off of my BlackBerry.
I texted Jen.
Niall Bearr<3333: Find out who the father is, then I'll consider talking to you.
I didn't even get a response, perfect. I didn't feel like dealing with this mess. She and I just met a month ago, started dating 3 weeks ago. She couldn't have been pregnant with my child, so why did I even care? Ugh.
*Harry's POV*
Nikki has been getting on so great with my parents. We've spent the entire time talking to each other, not one moment of silence. "So, Harry," my father started, "How serious is this relationship?" I could tell that he liked Nikki, which is probably why he wanted to know.
"Well, Nikki and I began as best friends, probably about," I stopped to think. Just then, Nikki finished my sentence, "About 9 months. When they got off of the last tour," she smiled back at me and squeezed my hand underneath the table.
"Hmm, 9 months as best friends. What about dating?," my mother asked. "2 months or so," I said, smiling at Nikki. She fit in so well with the rest of us, and my parents shipped her so much, I was afraid they wouldn't let us leave.
For the rest of the night, we enjoyed our dinner and dessert, but sure enough, we had to go home at some point. "Thank you for an amazing night," Nikki said, shutting the front door and exiting my parents' house, along with me. "You were amazing," I said, kissing her nose as we stood on the porch.
"You know, this is why I love you," I said, smiling into her eyes. She smiled back and replied with a simple kiss, which turned into a full on snog, which I did not mind one bit. "I love you," I whispered, pulling away. We got into the car and arrived home in 15 minutes, but Nikki went into Niall's room. I just went into our room and laid on the bed until she returned.
*Nikki's POV*
Wow, tonight was amazing, but I couldn't stop thinking about Niall on the way back home. Something was wrong yesterday, and I wasn't going to give up until I understood every inch of this story.
"Niall," I knocked on the door leading into his room. "Hi," he said, sitting up, "How was your day?" "Great, amazing, I met Harry's parents," I said, sitting on the bed. "Ah, fun," he put his head down.
"What's going on, Nialler?," I asked, lifting his head up. "Jen is," he stuttered. "She's what?," I asked. "Pregnant," he put his head between his legs, I traced circles on his back, hoping to maybe comfort him. "Nialler, it's okay," I whispered, hugging him close.
"The problem is, the baby isn't mine," he said, shrugging his shoulders. Ugh, how horrible is that!? Poor Nialler. I sat in his room for an hour before giving him a hug goodbye. "Sleep tight," he whispered, hugging me tight. "Goodnight," I said back, leaving the room.
Once I got into our room, Harry was laying face down into the pillow, so I snuck in, reached the bed, then jumped and plopped down onto the bed. He screamed so loud, I nearly soiled myself. "Jeez, chill out bud," I said, kissing his cheek.
He flipped on top of me and pinned me down, "Prisoner." I giggled and tried to hid my face. We wrestled for 10 minutes, but eventually, we just kept snogging. Ahh, the life. "I love you so much," I said as we pulled away, both of our lips being bright pink from the recent snog.
"That reminds me," he got off of me and went into the closet, pulling out a rectangular box. "I have a present for you," he said, sitting back on the bed next to me. "What is it?," I asked, probably sounding a little too excited. I mean, it was just a little gift.
He pulled back the top of the box, unvailing a gorgeous necklace. "My dad gave it to my mother after they got engaged," he said, smiling. "I can't take this," I said, looking into his big, green, gorgeous eyes. "You're taking it," Harry said simply, placing the necklace around my collarbone and securing it at the back of my neck.
It was in the shape of a butterfly, but it was pure diamond. (Picture over there --->) He was crazy for giving this to me. "I love you," he said, laying on top of me and snogging my like I've never been snogged before. Before I knew it, we were in our under garments and snogging each other on the bed. "I love you," he repeated over and over. I pulled away slightly, "I can't."
He rolled off of me and kissed my nose playfully. I smiled and snuggled him under the covers, my face buried in his chest. "I love you," I whispered one last time, before drifting off into a deep sleep.
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