The Library Boy {Niam}

Chapter 21

This chapter is dedicated to @VeryLarryStylinson because she described Louis like.. Exactly like he is! Haha x)

Niall’s Pov.

I have no idea how I’m going to handle this. I broke up with Liam, told him to leave and now dad expects me that he will actually show up at an dinner tonight after I told him I’m pregnant, not to mention that Harry said he was drinking again.

What if I walk in on him drunk? What if alcohol makes him violent? Everyone reacts different to it.. I grab my phone and take a deep breathe as I search for Harry in my contacts and decide to call him.

“What do you want..?” Harry said with a hoarse voice. Oh.. Right.. It is 8 am in the morning. I totally forgot. I lost track of time.. I haven’t slept all night because I was too busy stressing about how I’m going to solve this.

“Uhm.. I need your help.” I mumble, biting my lip hard enough to draw blood, yet luckily that doesn’t happen. “Why do you need my help?” Harry sighed softly. I guess he’s still mad, which makes me feel even worse.

“I… I need to tell Liam and I want you to make sure that he’s sober when I visit..” “What makes you think that I won’t keep him sober if you’re not coming?” Harry mumbled. “Could you please stop bitching at me because you make me even more nervous.” I groan, hearing Harry sigh. “Fine. What time do you come around?” “12 am..? I mean, my dad wants to meet him too..” “What do you mean?” “Well, obviously I had to tell my parents and they want to meet him.” “I don’t think that’s a good idea..” “Exactly my thoughts, but I don’t think I’m going to get my dad’s support if I don’t and money is a bloody issue.”

Silence. “You’re dragging Liam into this because you need his money?” Harry questioned. “You’re not seriously asking me this are you? Ofcourse not.. I’m not the person to do such a thing!” I defend, tearing up. “Nevermind about it.” I choke a sob and disconnect, curling up on the bed. I really don’t know what to do anymore.

Liam’s Pov.

It’s 10 am when I wake up the next morning. It’s weird, not waking up with a massive headache and not having to run off to the toilet to throw out my stomach contents. “Are you awake?” Harry asked, walking into my room. “Yeah, I am.” I say, sitting up slowly as I smile.

“We have to talk about something.” Harry said softly, looking kinda concerned. I wonder what it could be. Harry gets upset very easily, but he actually looks bothered.

“What is it?” “It’s about Niall.” “The cancer isn’t back is it?” “No, it’s something different. You see.. He’s…” Harry seems hesitant but I gesture for him to go on “Pregnant.” He finally says. I frown. “You’re joking right? That’s not even possible..” I tell him. “In the beginning when Niall was diagnosed with cancer he was given medication which contained female hormones giving the ability to get pregnant. He didn’t know himself.” Harry explained to me. That made sense.. “Is it mine?” “Yes, it is..” I swallow. “What am I suppossed to do? I mean, he doesn’t even wanna see me.” I say feeling very confused about all the new information I just got. Honestly I feel pretty freaked out. This only makes the situation more complicated and it already was complicated..

It’s not like I’m not happy. In some way I am. I’m just not sure if this is something I should be happy about.. It’s just.. well.. Complicated.

“What you need to do is stop drinking and go to dinner with him and his parents tonight.” Is what Harry tells me to do and I can’t help it but agree with him.

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I’m shocked. I still can’t get my mind to this. Male pregnancy.. I literally spend two hours searching for information. It never knew it was possible. It appears that it only happends when someone was treated with the medication they gave Niall. There’s a second medicine as well, which involves what causes it too,  but it’s for an illness I don’t know.

I get dressed, trying to look neat. I’m scared to dissapoint Niall. I’m wondering what he will do or say seeing me. I know he needs the support from his parents and that’s why I’m doing this. I’m doing this for him.. Because he needs me right now. I’m not sure wether if he wants me involved in the kids life, but I want to be. I want to be there for both Niall and our child. I hope he allows me too.

I really regret everything. I want to explain everything to him and I hope he will give me the chance to do so. “Harry! I’m leaving!” I yelled before grabbing my coat as I leave the house.

It’s only 5 minutes drive to the church. I haven’t driven it in a while, but it’s all still so familiar. I get out, close the door and lock my car before walking in. I hear soft sobs and frown weakly, walking up to the place where the sound is coming from only to find Niall curled up in front of the fireplace.

My heart sinks straight away as I walk over. “Niall, what’s wrong?” He turns, looking at me with puffy eyes. I thought I’d walk in on a neatly dressed blonde who was ready and nervous for dinner with his parents really.

He seemed like he wanted to tell me something, but couldn’t get the words past his lips. Didn’t Harry tell him that he told me..? “Heey..” I sit down behind him and wrap my arms around him. “I know baby. I know what’s going on yeah?” Niall tensed. “We will figure this out and everything will be fine.” He started crying even harder and turned to hug me back. “I’m so sorry for sending you away, but I was so sad and mad and I love you.” He rambled. “I love you so much.. Please don’t leave..” He cracked out. “I won’t.. I won’t..” I whispered, followed by alot of sweet things that eventually managed to calm him down. “Are you going to dinner dressed like that?” “I didn’t think you’d come.. Harry was really mad on the phone this morning and thought I wanted you involved for your money and that’s really not true. I meant that if I dissapoint my dad he’s not going to support me because he already isn’t amused and if you don’t come with me to this dinner I’m in this alone.” He whispered.

“You’re not baby. I’m here yeah? We will take it slow and we will talk sometime as I explain my actions yeah? I know there’s no excuse, but I’d like to tell you anyways.” I tell him. “Okay..” He breathe softly against my neck. “Can I kiss you?” He asks me softly. “Ofcourse you can.” I tell him smiling weakly as he as he leans in and kisses me softly. I respond straight away as he wraps his arms around my neck.

Honestly, I had expected a quiet akward situation, but this went beyond what I dreamed off. While kissing I slip my hand down his chest stroking his stomach softly. It was kind of hard and slightly swollen, but you couldn’t tell he was pregnant yet. “Do you think I’m a freak..?” He whispered softly pulling away as he looked at me looking very insecure.

“Not at all babe. Don’t worry about that. We will figure this out and we are going to be just fine. I actually have some other things to worry about right now..” I admitted, looking at Niall’s puzzled look.

“What is it?”

“Meeting your dad.”

Heey guys! College started. I have no idea how busy I’m going to be but I’ll try to update as much as possible! (;

Question for the next dedication: What is your favorite One Direction Ship and why?