Consequences *Harry Styles&Niall Horan fanfic* COMPLETED

Chapter Thirty-Eight.

"I don't believe this." Niall repeats for the umpteenth time. He sits down on the bed and rubs his head and stares down at the ultrasound. I sit on the floor with my legs pulled up to my chest. Rocking back in front I smother my sobs and watch Niall stare at the picture and shake his leg. "You weren't suppose to see that." I sniffled.

"No?" Niall huffs and stands up, puts a hand on his hip and stares at the ceiling "Where you going to tell me at all?!"

"Niall." I sob. I try to stand up but niall races over to me and shoves me back down to the floor. "SIT DOWN! SIT THE FUCK DOWN!" He yells at me. I cower up closer against the wall and holds on to my legs and bury my face into my knees and bawl my eyes out. Niall let's out a scream and starts kicking the furniture in the room and throwing them around. I scream and beg for him to stop. Just then he throws a glass plate at the wall behind me. I scream and lay on the floor and cover my head. The plate shatteres and fall on me.

Slowly I look up towards Niall and see him standing in horror. "Oh my god." Carefully making his way towards me, Niall picks me up and scoops me into his arms. "Oh baby, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. I don't know what came over me. Let me look at you." Taking my face in his hands he looks me over. When he was sure my face was OK, he checks my hands and sees a few cuts. Cursing he runs to the bathroom and retrieves a FirstAid kit and begins tending to my cuts. I watch him as he works so gentle and carefully to my hands. Its a drastic change from the person I just witnessed moments ago."There. Better?"

Nodding, I take my hand back and runs my fingers over the bandage. "Yeah, thank you." I sniff.

"OK." Snapping the kit shut Niall sits down on the floor and holds the ultrasound in his left hand. I look from Niall to the ultrasound. "Ni."

"Why didn't you say anything?" Niall ask

"I'm not even use to it myself. I'm still can't believe it. I havent even told my family."

"Does Harry know?" Niall ask quietly. His voice no more higher than a whisper.

"No.. I literally just found out, Ni." Looking at the ultrasound once more, Niall runs his fingers over the picture and sighs.

"Twins?"

Rubbing my nose I smile and nod "Yeah, twins. Can you believe it? Two." Getting off the floor, Niall pulls me up with him and lifts my shirt. I jump and try to hold my shirt down but Niall pushes it up and looks at my tiny bump. Looking into my eyes, his eyes travel back down to my stomach. Sinking down into his knees he rubs my stomach. Just then he leans into my stomach and begins to kiss it.

Tears start falling from my eyes as I watch him kiss and rub at my stomach. I know right then and there i should tell him that its not his babies and its not Harry's. That I have no idea whose babies they are. But we did agree to spend this week as if I weren't with Harry. And if I did end up with him.

So I kept my mouth shut.

And let Niall live the life he as wanted.

"Hi babies. I'm your daddy."