Consequences *Harry Styles&Niall Horan fanfic* COMPLETED

Chapter Thirty.

Later that night mommy had dinner all set up as we awaited for my father and sisters and the rest of the family my mother invited arrival. I paces eagerly back and forth while in the phone with Harry. Its been so long since I've seen either one of them and wasn't sure how they would react to my engagement to Harry. *Baby, calm down OK. I'm sure they will be happy just like your mother said." Harry says reassuringly.

"And what if they arent? I can't marry you without my fathers approval." I respond back. My sisters and I are huge daddy's girls everything we do is we do it with him in mind. If we believe he will be disappointed by something were thinking of doing then we right away do not do it. When I said yes to marrying him I didn't think he would disapprove.

Only one person crossed my mind who I knew would disapprove of it. But he is no longer apart of my life now.

"Then we'll stay engaged til he does. Or I'll tie you up and we'll run away to Vegas and elope." He laughs and I laugh back with him. "Oh baby, Niall walked in he wants to speak to you."

"Harry I" before I could protest I hear the phone being psssed around til a Irish accent fulls my ear. "Hello Shi. You are a hard person to reach. Ive tried calling but something must be wrong with my cell cause Harry managed to get through. While I on the other hand, could not. How's Texas?"

My hands start shaking and getting sweaty as he speaks. Just from hearing his voice my body aches to be beneath him once again clearly showing that my detoxification process is not working. Just at the right moment the doorbell rings and without saying a thing I disconnect the call. "Bitia, can you get that? Its probably your father and sisters."

"Of course, mommy." Shaking off the interaction between Niall and I, I open the door and grin at the sight of my sisters with their husband in tow. While I look more Jewish. They look more Indian. All three of us start screaming as they enter and we group hug. Naima is the spitting image of my mother to a "T" and Aishwarya is shorter with curlier locks and green eyes and a bulging tummy that is holding my little nephew. "Oh my god." Aishwarya says looking at me "You've gotten even more beautiful! Oh my goodness." I thank her as i hug my brother in laws and tell her she's glowing as I rub her tummy and ask how she is doing. "Other than my swollen feet and ankles and being kicked I am doing spectacular."

"Don't forget the constant farting." Naima says passing me niece Lailta. Laughing I give Lailta a kiss receiving a giggle from her cute two year old self. "Forget that. Ashanti, what's the sparkle on your finger there." Aishwarya askes. Naima follows her gaze and gasps out loud.

"Oh my goodness!" She shouts covering her mouth.

"I knew it! I dreamt of twins and since i know I'm not having them you are! Your pregnant!"

"Whoa whoa!" I said holding up my free hand in a protest. "I'm not pregnant. But I am engaged." My sisters squeal in delight and fight over who gets to be my maid of honor. "Wait, are you sure your not pregnant? Cause I dreamt of two beautiful twin girls." Aishwarya says before apologizing to my mother for not hugging her as she came in. "She did. She woke me up screaming. Nearly gave me a heart attack I thought something was wrong with the baby." Rasheed my sister husband tells me as he reaches for some food before being slapped away by my mother. "Not yet, Howard is not here." It never crossed my mind that I could be pregnant. Harry and I used a condom with the occasional hit and misses and I know for a fact Niall and I haven't used any form of protection but I doubt im pregnant. I haven't shown any signs, no dizziness, no sickness, my appetite is the same as it always been. "Well, I don't know what to tell l you but i can assure you I am not pregnant. Maybe Naima is?"

"Whoa there. Nope. Lailta is enough for now." Aziri Naima husband responds with her nodding in a agreement.

"Hey all I'm saying is I dreamt of Lailta and here she is, I dreamt of a boy and he's cooking right now. Im never wrong. So."

"Im not pregnant!" I shouted and quickly apologize to Lailta for shouting.

"Well I would hope not." A deep voice says. Every head turns and my eyes starts watering.

"Daddy."