Walls

Chapter Fifteen: Finally Some Happiness...Wait, Nevermind

Lexi's Point Of View

The date with Zayn was amazing. He was my perfect gentleman. His hand in mine left sparks of heat dancing on my palm when he wasn't holding it. I tried to enjoy it, I really did, but the thought of Niall and my baby in the back of my mind made it hard. No matter how much shit Niall has put me through I think...I think I still love Niall. I felt a light squeeze on my hand, pulling me into reality.

"Lex?" Zayn said, wiping a tear that I didn't realize was forming from my eye.

"Oh, I'm sorry." I smiled weakly as he brought his wrist to his face to check his watch.

"Lex, our meet n'greet is in thirty minutes." Zayn said slowly, squeezing my hand comfortingly. I smiled and nodded as we walked to our hotel. We neared close to the entrance as my phone vibrated. I fished it from my pocket and pressed it to my ears.

"Hello?" I said.

"Lex, where are you??" My sister asked.

"I'm with Zayn, we went to lunch." I laughed.

"Well Daddy Direction is pissed, Lex!" She said and I heard yelling in the background. I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

"Why is Liam pissed?" I asked. I heard a door close on the other line and it went silent except for my sister's voice. I walked into the hotel lobby as she replied.

"Because you and Zayn are late!"

"I'm walking into the elevator right now, Melissa." I chuckled as I pressed our floor button.

"Oh...well, good." She said, "Oh! Me and Niall were looking on the interne-"

"No I wanna tell her!" Niall's big Irish voice screamed on the other line.  

"Oh. My. Gosh. NIALL YOU'RE SUCH A CHILD!" She screamed back. There was a small silence. "Besides she's my sister anyways!" I laughed, I could only imagine Melissa sticking her tongue out at the blonde boy.

"Well, IT IS my child!" Niall snapped playfully as I rolled my eyes. I heard a struggle over the line and a different Irish accent spoke into the phone. "Alex!"

"Hi Niall." I laughed and Zayn raised an eyebrow.

"I'll tell you when you get up here." In my mind I knew he would probably wink.

"Niall you little Irish mothe-" My sister shrieked before the line went dead. I giggled as the elevator doors opened on our floor. Zayn grabbed my hand as we walked down the long hall. We stopped at our hotel room.

"I hope we can do this again, Lex." He smiled at me.

"Me too." I said while squeezing his hand, his face came closer to mine, his breath tingling the skin it touched. His lips hovered of mine, so close to meeting them...

"Alex, can I talk to you?" Niall asked.

"Uh...sure." I said and Zayn gave Niall a small, awkward wave and disappeared in the hotel suite. "Yes?"

"So me and Melissa were on the internet today..." He said.

"And...?" I pressed, taking a step closer to him.

"You need to go to the doctor soon for a check-up, Alex." He said, sweeping my curly ponytail off my shoulder.

"Ok, I can live with that." I sighed and gulped down a breath of air.

"And we have to tell them soon," he said forcefully, "I mean the boys, management, everyone! No more hiding, Alex." My stomach dropped as if I was on a giant rollercoaster and tears threatened my serene composure.

"Um..." I bit my lip harshly as my voice cracked, "ok." Out of the blue, Niall sighed and wrapped his arms around me, nearly making me jump.

"Alex, it'll all be ok." He whispered as I began to sob quietly into his shoulder. He let out a sigh and burrowed his face into my neck, pulling closer into his comforting embrace. I sniffed and pulled out at arms length, staring into his blue eyes with my wet emerald ones. My fingers began to curl around the fabric of his shirt as I pulled his body close to mine, smashing my lips against his. The spark was DEFINITELY still there. Word would never be able to describe how amazing it felt to have what you've missed so dearly in your grasp.

"Liam is going to be furious!" He said.

"I'm pregnant, Liam is the least of my worries." I giggled quietly and kissed his cheek. I stumbled a little as his drunkening kiss always left me light-headed. I clutched my stomach as an uncomfortable pain washes over my torso. I pulled open the door.

"Where is she?!" Liam's deep voice demanded.

"Liam, she's right outside talking to Niall." Zayn assured him.

"Whoa there, Daddy Direction." I laughed, "Don't worry, I'm ok." I winked at the angry Englishman.

"You're late, Lex." He stated sternly. I smiled sheepishly as I looked over the boys who managed to find their garment bags and put I'm their outfits.

"I know, but at least you know how to dress yourselves semi-properly." I chuckled and rubbed my throbbing abdomen in small circular motions. Liam glared at me as the boys snickered. Liam continued to lecture me on punctuality as did random things to help the boys look better like tightening Louis's braces, straightening Harry's blazer, unbuttoning Liam's top button (the top was a little tighter than expected), etc. Through the whole process I felt like I was about to faint, and the pain was starting to become worse. I shook Liam's shoulders. "Ok!!! Liam!!! I GET IT!!!" I laughed and then groaned at the shooting pain my laughing caused.

"You ok, Lex?" Harry asked, setting a hand on my back.

"Yeah Haz, I'm fine." I reassured them all and hurried them to the elevator and out to the awaiting SUV. I suffered through the short car ride and stepping in the hectic crowd of paparazzi and screaming girls. I grabbed for a familiar person, turning out to be Niall and pushed our way through the crowd.

"LEXI! Is it Niall or Zayn?!" A pap screamed in my face.

"BITE ME!" I snarled and marched at Niall's side into the building.

"Rawr! Kitty got claws! Louis winked and high fived me. I rolled my eyes and sat down at a chair at the table where the boys sat to sign autographs. Liam sat by me and I watched silently as the girls said hello and got their CD's signed.

"I'm going to get some water." I mumbled to Liam and stumbled off. The pain was beginning to become unbearable. I wrapped my arms around my bump and pressed my forehead to the cold marble wall. Go away, go away, go away... I chanted in my mind. I groaned and fell to the floor, everything becoming blurry at the edge of my vision. I curled up into a ball and everything went black.

Niall's Point Of View

A girl smiled at me as I signed bed her CD and t-shirt. She picked it up in her shaking hands and read my signature. Her eyes widened and she gasped, nearly screaming.

"It's ok," I laughed, "I'm just a normal person." She shook her erratically and frantically.

"No! Your stylist just fainted!" She choked out alarmingly.