The Library Boy {Niam}

Chapter 26

The "not pregnant" was a spelling mistake in the former chapter. My apologies.

Niall’s Pov

It’s been two weeks since Harry and Louis got back together and as far as I’m concerned, Harry is doing much better. Louis’ dad lives in Texas as he took Harry there for the weekend and seeing the pictures of them having fun and Harry actually eating on social media makes me happy.

“What are you looking at it?” It’s Liam who wraps his arms around me from behind, looking at my laptop screen. “Louis and Harry’s pictures.” I tell him. “I think that now Louis knows and they’re back together it’ll help Harry recover earlier.” I chuckle weakly. “I hope so.” With that Liam sits down next to me, steals the device and gently pulls me onto his lap as he strokes my stomach.

I’ve been experiencing quite a lot of pain past this week and I feel like it’s only getting worse. Also, there’s already a bump and as far as I’m concerned it isn’t supposed to go that fast. However, I don’t want to alarm anyone. Everyone worried enough of the past couple of years really. Liam didn’t really take notice luckily, I’m scared he will go back to drinking if he starts to worry too much.

I still have to tell him about Zayn. I just… haven’t found the right moment yet. I barely have contact with Zayn for one thing. He texts me sometimes but I only reply when I really have too. I kinda feel bad for ignoring him, but I feel like I can’t have a normal friendship with him right now. It’s hard to just be friends when you know someone craves for more. If he kisses me again that would add up to everything I have to explain to Liam.

At the time it happend I was single of course and Liam was the one that dumped me after all, but right now we’re on the right road and I don’t plan on ruining it. I don’t want him to feel like Zayn is competition. We’re a friend group, the kiss was a mistake, Liam is my one and only and Zayn.. I guess he will just have to get over it, as hard as it sounds..

“What do you want to do tonight?” Liam whispers in my ear. “What are my options?” I giggle softly, turning a bit to meet those deep brown puppy eyes that I have grown to adore and admire. “Hmm.. We could go to the cinema.. Or go out for dinner.. Or have sex. “ He whispers in my ear. “I go for sex.. and I’m not waiting until tonight..” I chuckle.

Two seconds later a make out session starts off.

-

I wake up. The room still dark, Liam pressed against me, his arms around my body protectively. I feel disorientated and I’m not quite sure why. Now I would probably care about that if it wasn’t the pain in my lower stomach demanding my attention.

It takes me at least four seconds to realize that I’m not breaking. Two more to sit up and get that my mouth is filled with blood. I move to the side of the bed and spit it all out before running off to the bathroom. Looking in the mirror after turning the lights off makes me even more dizzy than I already felt.

The red color is bright against my pale skin, still coming out of my nose. It’s not just a little, there’s a lot of it.

I lay hands on the first towel I can reach and sit down on the toilet trying to make it stop. I don’t want to wake Liam, I don’t want him to worry, but who am I fooling with? This isn’t normal. This isn’t something I can blame the pregnancy for.

It’s unlikely for men to get pregnant and when it happens it sure is much tougher than when it comes to a woman, but this isn’t right. This has nothing to do with it.

“Liam?” I call, coughing instantly as I carelessly spit on the ground. “Liam!” I call, louder this time. It’s not much later that I hear him walking. “Niall, it’s too early to give b-“ He cuts himself off as soon as he turns around the corner and gets a view on me. “Oh God..” He seems to panic a bit and I really don’t blame him. I’m trying my hardest to keep it together myself.

“Babe, hold your head up and grab the bridge of your nose. I’m going to call an ambulance right now.” I do as he tells me and watch him rush out. It doesn’t take long before he’s next to me again, taking a look at it and keeping me calm.

“Are you hurting?” “My stomach..” He manage to crack out. “Have you’ve been hurt before without telling me..?” He asks hesitantly knowing that this doesn’t just start out of no where. I don’t answer, but give him an apologetic look, tearing up as I do so. “Baby don’t cry, it’s alright, it’s alright. They’re on their way yeah? They’re gonna find out what’s wrong..” He wraps his arms around me carefully, not giving a shit about me making him look like he killed someone by covering him in blood which in a weird way makes me love him even more.

-

Tests. They ran a lot of tests, ran scans of the baby and we’re currently waiting for the results, which might take a while.

Liam is laying next to me. We decided to try and sleep a bit considering we ran short of it last night and are both really exhausted thanks to the lasest events, but I really can’t find sleep right now. Neither can Liam.

“You okay, babe?” “I guess..” I say quietly. “What about you?” “Just trying to think of an explination..” He sighed moving a bit to get more comfortable. “Leave that to the doctors Li..” I chuckle weakly. “They know what they’re doing and you’re probably coming up with the worst scenario’s that have nothing to do with the situation.” 

He nods and kisses my head. “I know.. It’s just.. You nearly died of cancer Niall. This isn’t normal for pregnancy. I’m just scared that you’re in danger. Honestly I actually wanted to talk you into removing the baby because I was scared that your body wouldn’t be able to handle it..” He tells me honestly. “What made you change your mind?” I ask, not mad about his thoughts because I know he loves his child and because I know he loves me. “The doctor telling me it would be alright and me knowing you wouldn’t have listened anyways. You’re not mad are you?” “No, I know you care for me.”

“Let’s talk about something nice then..What do you think it’s going to be like having a kid? I mean.. We’re quite young actually. We still need to discuss how we’re going to handle things. Money is not a problem. Maybe it’s an idea that we just enjoy life with the baby for a while and then we can find out what we’ll do when it comes to studying and getting jobs.” Liam says staring at the ceiling as he talks before facing me. “We could live at the library with your grandpa. I’m sure he or she will become a book addict, just like you. I’ll buy her or him all the books she or he wants to read. Oh and we’re definitely making those cookies you like so much as a family, see the world together, just the three of us. We’re gonna have to work on your loud moans though because we don’t want our kid to know about such things as sex to early.” He chuckles nodding. “Yeah, we’ll work on that.. I can’t wait for us to have a family Li.. I love you..” I whisper, kissing him only a moment after. The door opening is what makes us pull away.

“Good morning.” The doctor tells it, I return the greeting with a simple nod. Suddenly it feels like someone is squeezing my throat because the folders in the guy’s hands contain news about me and probably also my baby that might either be good or bad.

“I’m sure you’d like to know what we found out.” He says as if he didn’t just state the obvious. “I’m sad to mention it’s bad news.” I feel Liam tense next to me and snuggle a bit closer to him unable to ignore the anxiety that crawls through my body, not leaving a part untouched.

“What we saw on the scan wasn’t a Fetus..” He said slowly. “It’s a tumor.. Mistaken for a Fetus. We need to remove it right before it does more damage.”

I’m not the one to faint.. but I think I did right then.

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