Lauren's POV
My head snaps up as I can only describe a small bubble pop in my stomach. I catch eye contact with Niall who presses firmer on my stomach only to feel the same little tap again. He quickly snatches his hand away and for a spilt second I think I see him nod. And it wasn't any nod it was a nod with meaning. I can only hope what that meaning could be.
"Well looks like you both enjoyed that eh?" Harry laughs. I sit up shielding my stomach. Now I've felt it move, I only feel more self conscious that it could be noticed.
"Hmm uh yeah.. Im going back to my room" Niall walks off.
"You don't want to finish?" Louis frowns.
"eh? Oh yeah. Come on Lauren" he turns around and pulls me up, I nearly trip with my leggings down by my legs. Niall picks me up over his shoulder in frustration.
"Is this a one to one session or?." Liam asks.
"No more shows tonight" Niall heads to the door without looking back.
"Looks like it's just us and you, Zara" I hear Louis say. I grit my teeth but don't look back.
I follow Niall back to his room and sit on the bed as he closes the door. I shimmy my way back into my leggings and watch as he paces up and door muttering to himself and rubbing his forehead.
"This is all fucked up" he finally speaks.
"You're telling me?" I roll my eyes.
"It's not my fault! I didn't want this" I cry. I always thought I'd have a career, house and a husband before I had children. This is not how I planned my life out. I sob with my head in my hands.
"Hey, I didn't mean it like that" Niall kneels in front of me.
"I'm just saying we are both in a fucked up situation, I've never really cared before. I mean yes it upset me when we lost a girl. It was never their fault we brought them here and I feel bad I do. But to allow harm to a baby is something I will not let happen. Even if that means I spend the rest of my life in prison. I will happily live knowing I got you both out" he sits beside me and holds my stomach.
"I've never felt a baby before" he stares down at my belly.
"Me neither" obviously I laugh "it was weird" I frown.
"What did it feel like?" he asks.
"I don't know, like a little popcorn popping, a little tap from the inside? I don't know. I can't explain it" I smile as I place my hand above his.
Our eyes meet and for a moment I forget where I am, who I'm sitting next too. I'm wrapped up in the moment of feeling my baby and just having someone to share that with. I start to cry not really knowing why, these hormones are going to catch me out.
"What's the matter?" Niall tips my chin up.
"I just need someone to hug me and tell me, I'm not as worthless as I think I am" I cry.
"Don't. You're not worthless and I'm sorry we made you feel like that. I promise now I'll get you out. You and that tiny baby" he leans in and wraps his arms around me. Slowly rocking me while I allow my emotions to finally pour out.
Half hour passes when I finally come up for air, "And Zara" I say.
"Huh?" Niall strokes my head.
"Me, the baby and Zara" I clarify.
"Lauren.. I can't prom-"
I stop him by standing up, "If she doesn't go, I don't go" Now I'm the one pacing up and down.
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The Game
Fanfiction-This book is MATURE- All she wanted was a photograph, a chance meeting with Harry and Louis at their concert. If only she knew a photograph would lead her to hell. A prisoner to the boys and their sick games. Along with Zara can Lauren reach the fi...
