Little Mixed Directions

Chapter Twenty- Seven: These Buggers

{Ella's POV}

I sit on the edge of the bath, waiting for the stick on the counter to tell me whether I'm pregnant or not. Today is the day Niall and I get married, but I've been showing signs of pregnancy. Okay, so sure I might just be thinking that I am because I know all the signs and I might just be being an overreacting doctor, but...

I pick up the stick but don't look at it, afraid of what it might say an wh-

"Ella! Are you okay in there?" Perrie's voice sounds from the other side of the door. Perfect! Perrie can read it for me!

"Um, can you come in?" I ask her and Perrie comes into the room once I unlock the door. "Tell me what it says please?" I hand Perrie the stick, not looking at it.

"Wha- what?" Perrie looks at the stick and then me, shock spread across her face. "What result do you want?" Perrie asks, looking at the stick.

"I don't know?" I shrug. I mean, yes I'd love more children one day but Asha obviously wasn't planned and as much as I love her, she's a big deal and I would love to do some more of my career before I go on with more children.

"Okay, well how do you read this?" Perrie asks. What the heck? She's had a- oh wait! She hasn't had to read a stick. I laugh a little and tell Perrie that one line means negative, two lines means positive.

Perrie nods and looks at the stick again. "It's positive." She says. F**k shit no! No, no, no, no, no! I pace back and forth and Perrie laughs a little.

"What Perrie?" I ask, confused as to why she's laughing.

"It's actually negative." Perrie tells me. Thanks Perrie! I take the stick from her and it is negative. That little tease!

"Perrie!" I squeal and whack her. She laughs and rushes out of the bathroom. I stick my head out the door and Perrie is smiling at me. "Not one word to Niall!" I tell her. Perrie nods and I step back into the bathroom, sighing in relief. I'm not ready to be a Mum again, just yet.

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{Niall's POV}

I look at Ella standing opposite me at the altar. I cannot believe that I'm in the middle of my wedding. I'm going to be a husband in a few minutes and I'll be one of the happiest men alive.

Ella finishes her vows and I have the hugest smile on my face.

"Ella Aibhlinn Oscar, do you take Niall James Horan to be your lawfully wedded husband, in sickness and in health until death do tear thee apart?" The priest asks Ella.

"I do." She replies with a huge smile on her face. I look at Eleanor, Perrie, Jesy, Jade and Leigh standing behind her, smiling like mad. Ella chose them as her bridesmaids and I have the obvious lads, Zayn as best man.

"Niall James Horan, do you take Ella Aibhlinn Oscar to be your lawfully wedded wife in sickness and in health until death do tear thee apart?" The priest asks me.
"I do." I reply, holding Ella's hands gently in mine, looking down at the golden rings on our fingers.

"I pronounce you husband and wife. You may now kiss the bride." The priest announces and without a second to spare I drag Ella towards me and gently kiss her lips, claiming her mine.

The church cheers and we both pull off and smile at our families and close friends. Asha runs up and I scoop her up into my arms. Ella kisses her forehead and we all head down the isle together, as a family.

Ella decided to change her surname to Horan and she's going to change Asha's too. So they're going to be Ella Aibhlinn Horan and Asha Bonnie Horan. Niall, Ella and Asha Horan. So exciting!

Asha starts Reception (Kindergarten) next year, which is scary but you know- they grow up so fast!

In no time were at the wedding reception and we've had both meals, now time for speeches. Greg and Ella's brother Aengus both make speeches before I push Zayn up. Everyone's looking at him and he goes all awkard and shy. 

How the heck Zayn? You perform in front of thousands so why is this so nerve racking? 

"Are you going to speak lad?" Harry asks him. Zayn nods and we all laugh a little at him. I watch Zayn pull out a little bit of scrappy paper and then rip it in half. "Zayn!" Harry exclaims.

"I seem to make up better sounding things than things on paper." Zayn says. "Life kind of is about taking things as they come and Neens, that what you did bro." Zayn smiles at me.