Stuck With Me {A Niall Horan / Harry Styles Fan Fiction}

Chapter 9

Recap: "You still have a baby."

I stood there, shocked. I'm pretty sure we all were. Mary finally broke out in tears, hugging all of us. I burst out in tears too, something I'm not proud to admit. "Would you like to know the gender?" The doctor asks. We all look at each other, and nod. "It's a boy."

We all smile. "Wow," I say, and Mary hugs my waist. For a moment I get butterflies, but they go away. The boys congratulate us, and Mary is released from the hospital. It's a good day. We walk out into the blazing sun, and get into the car. As soon as we get back to the hotel, it's time to pack up and leave. We are going to California for 3 days. It's going to be a long trip.

When we get to the airport, we are bombarded by fans. Paul escorts Mary to the plane, while two security guards make sure nothing happens to us. Who knows? Maybe a fan wants to kidnap us, or something. Haha. Anyway, after we greeted our fans, we finally went to the plane. 

Harry sat down next to Mary. I was disappointed at first, I had wanted to think of names for the baby. But I decided that maybe they should sit together. Cate was coming with us to California, apparently she had an aunt who owned a secluded beach house, and we could stay there. I sat next to Cate and kissed her on the cheek. 

A few hours later we arrive. It's just as hot as it was in Australia, even though it's winter. I think me and the boys all agree to going somewhere cold for Christmas. We got settled in our hotel rooms and went out to eat. We all sat around the table at Nandos, my choice, of course. Mary shook her head slowly, smiling. "I can't believe it's a boy." 

"What should we name him?" I ask. Big mistake. 

"Zayn, obviously."

"Harry!"

"Louis, of course."

"Why not Liam?"

Mary laughed. "Haha, very funny. I was thinking Logan or something like that."

We all nod in agreement. "I really like it," I say. We smile.

We go back to the hotel, where I kiss Cate goodbye. I'm pretty sure we were a couple. We'd been on a few dates, and, yes, we did have sex. Cate's leaving to go back to Britain tomorrow night, and tomorrow I was going to treat her to a nice dinner, just us.

MARY'S POV

I curl up next to Harry in a ball while he smooths my hair and kisses my cheek. I turn on the TV, and what do I see? A picture of me. Figures. I sit up, sliding on the silky sheets. The reporter is a young girl -- early 20's, I would say. It takes me a moment to focus on what she's saying. 

"Mary Trevors, well known as girlfriend of Harry Styles, is rumored to be pregnant. Did Harry finally screw up? Find out, after the break." At the mention of his name, Harry looks up from his laptop, while I stare, open-mouthed, at the TV that is now showing a diaper's commercial. 

"B-Bu. Uh, wha?" I stumble over my words, not being able to say anything. I take a deep breath and try again. "What?!" I yell. "But you didn't get me pregnant!" Now I'm in tears. The drama has gotten to me. I stand up and walk out of the room. 

"Mary!" Harry yells after me. "It's okay! We can fix this!" I ignore him. I go into the bathroom and am about to lock the door when I remember what happened last time I did that. I about-face and open the door again, where Harry is standing. I fall into his arms.

"It's my fault," I whisper into his jacket. 

"Shh, no, it's not," Harry says soothingly. I sniffle and look up at him.

"I should...I think, I think we should take a break," I say, not believing my own words, "until this gets sorted out. I don't want to damage your reputation."

Harry looks at me with sadness in his eyes. "Mary," he begins, but I stop him, giving him a light peck on the lips before turning away. I walk out into the hallway, my vision blurry with tears. I run straight into Niall, who was going back to his room. He notices my tears.

"Mar, what's wrong?" he asks, putting one hand on my shoulder.

"Can... Can I stay with you tonight?" I ask. He nods, his silence making me feel grateful. He leads me to his room and we lay in his bed together. Just laying there. 

"May I ask what happened?"

I frown. "Yeah. This stupid news channel found out I was pregnant, and thinks it's Harry's. I don't know how they figured it out."

Niall smirks at me. "Maybe because you have a baby bump?" 

"I do?" I ask, standing up. I look in the mirror, and sure enough, there's a slight bump. I smile. "That's our baby," I say, looking at Niall. I stand there, staring at him, not wanting to break the moment. At the same time, we walk up to each other. Niall leans down and we kiss. I can feel shivers running down my spine, but I don't care. Soon we are full blown making out, laying on the bed. Finally I realize what I'm doing and let go. 

Niall looks shocked, realizing what we just did. "I-I'm sorry."

I laugh nervously. "No, it's fine."

"But you're dating Harry!" 

I frown. "Actually, I'm not. Anymore."

Just then, Cate comes in. She takes in the scene around her. Niall and me on the bed, sheets and hair ruffled, our shirts unbuttoned. "What happened here?" she said slowly. I'm about to reply when she holds up her hand. "Nevermind, I don't want to know."

It's only when she storms out that I realize what she was holding in her hand. I turn to face Niall. "Was that a pregnancy test?"

NIALL'S POV

I get up and run to catch up with Cate. She's opening her door by the time I catch up to her. "Cate!"

"NO!" She yells back, slamming the door in my face. "I don't want to talk to you!"

I decide to try a different, more soft approach. "Cate," I say, speaking through the door. "Was that a pregnancy test?" I hear a sniffle, and the door unlocks. She opens it quickly.

"I'm pregnant, douchebag." She slams the door in my face. Wow. What ever happened to leprochauns being lucky?

A/N:

LOOOOVE TRIANGLE. teehee. i actually have nothing to say. sorry this was a short and sucky chapter, i'm battling some major writer's block right now. anyyywayy, comment, fan, and vote! <3

xoxo, hannah.