-Flash back-
Isabella awoke to the sound of Harry crying for his breakfast. She gave her eyes a slight rub and stretched before looking to her left at her sleeping beauty, Niall. The smile that played on his lips as he slept peacefully and head nestled softly on his pillow brought a tear to her eye. Isabella was about to get out of bed when she heard Niall mumble something in his sleep. She shrugged it off thinking it was no big deal as she couldn't quite make out what he said. He then mumbled something again, this time it was as clear as day.
"Emma... Yeah.. Right there." Isabella looked at Niall as he slept, biting his lip. He was having a wet dream. And it was about her best friend.
Isabella didn't know what to think. She was shocked to hear such things coming from her husband. What if the reason he was having a wet dream about her was because he wanted to have sex with her? Maybe she was being ridiculous.
After thinking about it for a little while, she decided to keep it to herself and wait for Niall to confess it, as that was the type of relationship they had. They told each other everything, even wet dreams such as this. Isabella confessed the same thing a few months before and was mortified to have done such a thing, even though nothing had actually happened.
Isabella took a deep breath and continued with the task at hand, feeding Harry.
When dinner came around, Bella thought now would be the right opportunity for Niall to tell her about his dream. Harry was already in his crib fast asleep and nothing had been mentioned about what happened this morning. Isabella decided she would give her husband some hints so he knew she had even the slightest idea.
"So Niall, did you sleep well last night?" She asked innocently, but all Niall did was shrug.
"Not too bad. I was actually surprised I got any sleep. Harry was up most of the night crying for something every time I left the room." Niall joked. Isabella decided to laugh along and pretend she didn't know that he was hiding something.
"Yeah, that's Harry. You seemed to be in a deep sleep when I woke up this morning. Were you having a dream or something?" She asked. Niall looked up at her with guilt in his eyes as he forced a confused expression.
"No. Why?" Niall asked with a shaky voice.
"Yeah? Well that's not what I heard." Bella mumbled, quiet enough for only herself to hear. She brought her ice cold water to her lips as Niall looked back down at his untouched food.
"What did you say, Darling?" Niall asked.
"I said, that's not what I heard." Isabella said again, slightly aggressive.
"What did you hear?" Niall asked.
"I am going to quote exactly what you said, okay?" She said,after a few moments of silence. Niall nodded and looked back up at her as she cleared her throat before continuing. "Emma... Yeah... Right there.." Niall looked down at his food with red cheeks, then looked back up at Isabella with tears in his eyes. "So, does that mean I heard correctly?"
"Yes." He mumbled in response, before turning his gaze to his wedding ring, spinning it on his finger.
"So, you had a wet dream about my best friend?" She exclaimed but yet again, all he did was nod in response. "Well, since you already had a wet dream about her, I suppose that means you have already fucked her?" She yelled sarcastically. Isabella didn't mean it though. She was saying it out of hatred. She was angry and upset, but when Niall nodded, she felt like she could faint. She looked at him completely shocked.
"You fucked my best friend behind my back?!" She yelled, turning red with fury.
"Bella, please. It's not what you think."
"I'm done Niall. I'm leaving!" She turned and headed upstairs to pack her stuff.
She got everything she needed and headed back. Niall was at the foot of the stairs, tears streaming down his face and he landed on his knees sobbing.
"I love you Bella, please don't leave. You are everything to me. You're my wife and the mother to my child! It was an accident I swear. I was going to tell you, I just... I don't know... Please believe me... I love you so fucking much, you can't begin to understand. Please... I just... I don't know, I..." He stuttered. Niall hated himself for the adultery he had just committed. Isabella pushed passed him with her suitcase.
"You told me on our wedding day that I was the only woman for you and that no matter how much younger other women will be to me, I will be the only one for you. You didn't mean it whatsoever. You married me to have a child with me and to screw my best mate. Well guess what, you can have your son!" She looked up in the direction of Harry's room and felt a lump form in her throat, tears burning her eyes. She turned her attention back to her husband.
"I loved you. I gave you everything I had to try and keep you happy. It's not like you ever went without sex. So why do it, Niall? Why? Is she better looking than me or something?!"
"No! Of course not! You are the perfect example of my type of woman, I only slept with her because I was drinking due to stress at work and she was there at the time. You know what drinking does to me. Baby, please don't leave. We can work this out, you don't have to go. Where will you go anyway?"
"Well done Niall. Not only have I lost my best friend and my husband, I have also lost my son! I never want to see you again. And for your information, I am staying at my mothers! Just promise me one thing. Never let Harry forget me. Let him know that I will always love him and he is my world." She sobbed. Before leaving. she threw her ring on the ground and stared at it for a brief second. She stormed out of the house and jumped into a waiting taxi to take her away.
Niall stared at the spot where the taxi once was and burst into tears in an emotional heap on the ground. What had he done? The love of his life walked out on him over the biggest mistake he could ever make.
-Flash back over-
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