𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐓, pyrocynical

𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐵𝑂𝑌𝐹𝑅𝐼𝐸𝑁𝐷 𝐒𝐔𝐂𝐊𝐒.

"What's he so mad about?" Niall handed Y/n her phone back, as the two shared a laugh over Alex's sour attitude.

"I don't know, he's probably on his period." She locked her phone and set it on the nicely set table separating the two.

A delightful night spent together alone was exactly what the two sweethearts needed, regardless of how back and forth things had been.

Bubbly atmosphere, Niall feeling the continuous need to shower her in kisses, everything was perfect.

𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐋 -

A sudden sharp pain in her lower abdomen was cause for concern. Slight change of the expression on her face sent him into a slight panic.

"Is everything alright?" She nodded, shoving another fork of overpriced steak into her mouth. "Yeah. Just feeling, odd." Setting his glass of champagne to the side, he slid his chair out ever so slightly.

More of a fight or flight tactic if anything. Her brows furrowed. "Odd- in what way?" A napkin fell from side of her elbow, into her lap. "I, uh. I think I'm having contractions."

Dinner was no longer a concern for him, he jumped up and tried coaxing her to leave. "What! Okay, we need to get you out of here right now."

She didn't wanna cause a fuss, especially since Niall had been saving this reservation for over three months. "No no, it's probably nothing. I heard it gets like this during the last few days."

Yeah, probably. Her left hand gripped the table. She then noticed something strange. The napkin in her lad had been soaked by something. In a moment of hesitation it finally hit her.

"Oh shit I'm pretty sure my water just broke!" If they'd thought he was paniced before, whew buddy. "Oh shit, what the fuck do we do? Do you remember what the doctor said!"

People around them stared as he raced towards a waiter in a frenzy. "Uhh stay here I'll send for an ambulance."

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