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Little Arrival (for NiallsHeart13)

Niall's POV

"Makenna Beena" I yelled as I walked through the door searching the house for her. She wasn't downstairs, I checked the kitchen and she wasn't there, I opened the fridge and grabbed a bottle of juice as I made my way to the bedroom upstairs.

I walked in and the first thing that anyone sees is the a picture of Makenna and me looking into each other's eyes only inches apart. She was wearing a beautiful laced wedding dress and I was in a suit, probably the best day of my life. Most people told us marriage would be hard and difficult but for me and my princess it's been happily ever after.

I collapsed on the bed and saw that the light in the bathroom was on.

"If you're taking a shower, I would like to join you" I yelled but that was no response. I took a swig of the juice and waited for her to come out.

She peeked her head outside the bathroom door, her brown hair falling across her face masking her emotions.

"Hey Princess" I greeted her, I could see her biting her lip; a nervous habit.

She walked out and stood at the foot of the bed, she crossed her arms around herself like she was holding her body together.

"Umm... I have to tell you something" she seemed nervous but a small smile played across her lips; like she was unsure wether to be happy or not. I patted the spot next to me on the bed but she just shook her head "I'd rather stand" now I was concerned and she played with her fingers before finally looking up at me.

"I haven't been feeling that well Lately, so I took a test," she faltered as she looked up at me, I felt my world crashing down, is my baby sick, because I couldn't handle that.

I looked at her worry and dread lacing my face she saw my expression and immediately walked over to me and placed her hand on either side of my face. "Not that kinda test," she smiled assuring me, then her hands returned to her stomach and suddenly I think I understood

"What kinda test?" I demanded, she sighed finally giving in as a huge smile split across her face

"A pregnancy test, Nialler" she beamed, shit no I thought "and I'm pregnant" her fingers gently drummed on her belly like she was sending the baby morse code. I jumped up from the bed and she took a step back bewildered

"I know we said that well wait a little while after we got married but" she shrugged her shoulders "this little one had other plans" I felt enraged, how could she be so selfish, how could she not see the problem her?

I shook my head to clear my thoughts but all I heard was buzzing in my ear

"Niall" she asked worried and confused

"You have to get rid of it" I demanded and she looked like I had slapped her in the face "Makenna, darling you know that I love you and would do anything for you and you say you love me to, do this for me" I pleaded "get rid of the baby" I couldn't think straight but she had to see my point

"Why?" she asked in a small voice

"Baby, I'm Niall Horan part of a boyband, do you think girls are going to want to go to a concert of a man that's a father? what about touring, are we just going to drag it along or are you going to take care of it all by yourself?"

"It's not an it" she demanded

"Whatever it is, it doesn't matter because you're getting rid if it aren't you? aren't you worried about my career?" I didn't realise that I was leaning in towards her and shaking profusely, she took another step back and I took a deep breath to calm myself because the scared look in her eyes nearly killed me, my princess was scared of me.