Stuck With Me {A Niall Horan / Harry Styles Fan Fiction}

Chapter 18

RECAP: I sit up and stare at the person holding Logan. "Niall?"

NIALL'S POV

"Oh, shit," I mutter, and smile, acting as if it were perfectly normal to break into a hotel room and sing to your daughter. "Hi, Mar. What's up?" She looks at me wildly.

"Niall?! What the hell are you doing here? Aren't you in rehab?" She stands up and turns on the light, and we stare at each other.

I sigh. "I need to take care of my daughter," Is all I say.

"Well, tell me the whole story," Mary says, and we go out into the kitchen, and she makes coffee. Handing me a cup, she sits down across from me. I give her Logan. She looks at me expectantly after a moment of silence.

"Well, I got better, but the doctors wouldn't let me out, because there was, um, an incident."

"Incident?" Mary asks.

I nod, blushing sheepishly. "I, um, beat up another patient."

Mary gives me a stern look.

"What? I say, "After I told them my story, they called you a $1 whore." Mary smiles a bit. "So anyway, Zayn called me and told me you came, so I knew the baby was here. I had read books about how hard raising a child is, especially all by yourself, so I break out every night come here, returning to the hospital before dawn."

Mary is silent. "But. . .that's creepy."

I laugh awkwardly. "Yeah, I know that now." We sit in silence.

"So...you're better?" Mary asks. I nod. "When do you get out?"

I shrug. "A week? Not sure." Mary nods, and looks away, as if she was thinking about something. "I should go," I say, and Mary nods distractedly, walking me to the door. "Bye," I say.

She looks up at me, and smiles, "Bye," she says. I turn to go. "Wait!" I turn towards Mary. She surprises me by kissing me. "I've missed you so much," she says as the kissing turns more fierce. 

"Wait," I say. "I can't do this. I have to get back to the hospital." Mary looks slightly disappointed.

"You're right," She says. "Well, bye." She gives me a light peck and I leave.

MARY'S POV

The next morning I wake up thinking about Niall. Was he okay? Did he make it back without being caught? After feeding Logan, I pace around the room, thinking. Finally I grab Logan and get in the car, driving to the mental hospital. I walk up to the front desk and ask for Niall Horan. "Right this way," the lady sneers. I roll my eyes, but follow her.

She leads me to a small room with a table and two metal chairs. I wait, and a few minutes later, Niall comes in. "Mary?" He asks.

I smile. "Hi," I say. We sit down across from each other. We sit in silence for a few moments.

"Why are things so awkward between us?" He asks.

I look down. "I'm not sure. I think it's because I still love you, but I love Josh and Harry, too. I need to know who to pick."

"You still love me?" Niall asks. I nod. "Who are you going to pick?" 

I freeze. "Niall, I came here to tell you that I was going back to Josh." Niall's face falls. "But not forever. I need a while to sort everything out."

"Oh," he says. I stand up and give him a kiss on the cheek. "Bye."

"Bye Niall," I say. "I really hope I'll see you soon."

I walk out with Logan before I can change my mind. Hours later, after packing and telling the boys goodbye, I'm back at the airport. I glumly take my ticket and seat myself down on a hard chair. Logan whines to be held, and I comfort her, remembering that flight attendant. "Last call for plane number 774, last call for plane number 774."  With a sigh, I head up to the gate and hand the lady my ticket, who lets me on. I get to my seat and proceed to fall asleep immediately.

"Mary, how could you?" Josh whispers in my ear. "You left me, you LEFT me. For, for who? Some drunk who knocked you up? I treat you right, Mary. You know I do."

I shake myself awake, a little freaked out by my dream. I smile to myself, trying to reassure myself that Josh wasn't like that, that that wasn't true. But...what if he was right? I mean, sure, Niall was drunk when I became pregnant, but he still loves me. But. . .But Josh is kind, and caring, and didn't fall off the deep end when I left him. I look down at Logan, hoping that just looking at her would calm me down and reassure me. I take a few deep breaths and close my eyes.

I sit up, dazed. I hadn't even meant to fall asleep. The plane was almost empty. In a hurry, I grab my things and Logan and race out. A flight attendant looks at me annoyingly. I give her a weak smile and hurry off. I hail a cab, climbing in and telling the cab driver my address. We pull into my familiar driveway, and suddenly I don't want to go inside. I sit in the cab for a while, but then the cab driver gives me a stern look and I scramble out.

When the cabbie drives away, I stand staring at the front door for the longest time. What was I going to face in there? An angry boyfriend, or a forgiving one? I walk up to the door, take a deep breath, and knock. The door swings open, and standing there is Josh, looking very surprised to see me. "Mary. . ." he says.

"Hi," I say. "Can I come in?"

"Um, yeah, sure."

I walk in and sit on the couch. "Look, I am so so sorry, Josh. It's just, with a new baby, you proposing to me was a bit overwhelming, especially since we're only 19." He nods, looking distant and antsy. "Josh, are you okay?"

"Huh?" he asks, looking at me as if he just noticed my presence. "Yeah, no I'm fine. I'm gonna go to the bedroom real quick."

"Oh, I'll come with you," I say, getting up to follow him.

"NO! I mean, no, that's okay." Josh chuckles awkwardly. 

"Josh. . .What are you hiding?" I ask suspiciously. I shrug past him and run upstairs to the bedroom. Josh is behind me a second later.

"No, Mary don't." Josh is looking at me pleadingly, and I know that I have to open the door.

I twist the doorknob, another pleading look from Josh. I creak the door open, and pause. "Joshy-poo? Is that you?" My mouth gapes open and I throw the door open and look inside, hoping that my eyes were lying. But no, there in the same bed that Josh and I slept in together, was a stupid, half-naked, much prettier than me, blond slut. Looking at me with her huge puppy eyes widened in surprise.

I don't wait for an explanation, because I knew there wasn't one. I run out, grab Logan and our bags (thankfully they were already packed), and start walking. I was just planning on getting very very far away from Josh and that slut, then calling a cab. 

Once I get outside the neighborhood, my feet hurt, and Logan's asleep. I decide this would be the right place to call a cab. While I'm waiting for the cab, I decide to make a call. "Hello? Mary?" The person on the other end asks.

"Niall, I'm coming back."

 A/N:

Sorry it took so long to update, haha. Anyway, hope you enjoy! -xoxo, hannah.