When The World Crumbles (Sequel To Why Me?)

Chapter 3

I based this chapter on my own experience near the end. Lets just say its very embarrasing.

Never sing rihanna when your 17 & 18 year old cousins are in your house

Okay so this chapter is dedicated to @an_awkward_penguin for all the supports shes given me throughout the first book and this book. Enjoy

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Chapter 3.

Me and Niall were sitting on our bed in our room. After the take me home tour we had been moved into a nicely sized town house. 5 bedrooms. 3 bathrooms and mine and Nialls room had an En-Suite.

This was meant to be Louis room but he gave it up for me and Niall for when the baby comes. We'll need more privacy. And quite frankly more room. Its a nice 3 story house. Mine and Nialls room being the only one on the top floor; Meaning it was a pain having to climb up all them steps carrying the little minx up and down in my belly.

It was a mixture of whites, creams and beiges. Of course customised with our own nik naks here an there. Nialls signed derby county kit in a frame hung up on the wall surrounded by his tresured guitars. My Ed Sheeran posters and a little One Direction one slap bang in the centre of them all. Niall says he gets creeped out by it but he finds it funny.

What really touched me was the fact that Niall hung up my old guitar on the wall with the collection of his. The old guitar i was playing when the boys took me under their wing. When they found me playing it all alone on the street that day. The guitar i got on my fourteenth birthday that year in the orphanage. The guitar i treasured with my life is now on Nialls wall.

I dont play it anymore. I prefer it to stay how it was, something to look back on in years to come. Something to show my son in the future. But its just nice to see it hung up surrounded by Nialls, a little memento to look up at when im laying down in bed at night.

We had a desk in the corner of the room. I just let Niall use it for his work. Scattered all over it is lyrics, notes and paper work. He says hes writing a song about me. He wont let me see it though. Kinda annoying really!

"Babes, can i speak to you" Niall said quietly scooching over to me. Wrapping one of his arms around my waist. I rested my head on his shoulder looking down at our interlocked fingers.

"Dont freak out ok" he whispered

"What?"

"Well mam wants to come down to see us!" He said quickly

"When?" I asked sitting up quickly. My heart racing a little quicker than normal.

"Erm...tomorrow!" He said scratching the back of his head. I took a big breath.

"Ok." I muttered.

Im quite scared really. You see ive never met Nialls mum. Nor any of his family. Ive spoken over skype a couple of times, she seems like an incredible woman. Very lovely. But this time its different!

Im pregnant now. Its all changed, im going to be a mum, nialls going to be a father and Maura is going to be a grandma.

Maura knows im pregnant. She doesnt seem to disapointed. I think she was a little angry at the beggining but according to Niall shes grew to the idea and is very happy that we are starting a family. And now its time to meet her.

"Niall im scared, what if she doesnt like me, what if she sees my scars" i whispered. Worried of judgement.

"Sky dont be scared ok. My mum loves you and shes not going to pass judgement on your past. Shes not like that. She loves you, you're like a daughter to her and shes so happy we are starting a famiy" he said stroking the back of my hand with his thumb, instantly comforting me with his soft words. I didnt reply. I just layed down on my side staring up and Nialls beautiful blue eyes. He layed down next to me and kissed the tip of my nose.

"You mean a lot to me Sky okay, and soon we're gonna have little James with us. And everythings going to be perfect. I love you" he said stroking my tummy gently as he spoke. I squeezed my eyes shut and relaxed.

"im going for a shower" i whispered slowly sitting up. I walked over to the bathroom and turned on the shower stripping to my underware with the door wide open. Niall looking over my semi exposed body

"Your bump is so beautiful" he said in his husky irish tone. I giggled and shut the bathroom door and removing my remaining garmets and hopping into the shower not forgetting to turn the bose docking station on clicking onto my rihanna playlist and putting it on shuffle.

As i let the warm water trickle down my body one of my favourite songs came through the speakers. Cockiness!

As the catchy intro played the song blasted out on full volume. Taking my oppurtunity to put on my own performance i picked up a shampoo bottle and belted out the words to the song.

"Suck my cockiness, lick my persuasion. Eat my words and swallow your pride right down down down" i sung loudly to the sexual lyrics dancing around putting on quite the show for the my invisible audience.

"I want you to be my sex slave, anything that i desire.

Be one with my feminine,

Set my whole body on fire" i shouted quite loudly squirting some shampoo onto my hair and humming the rest of the tune until it got to the chorus and couldnt resist singing again.

"No one can do you

The way that I do

Boy I wa-a-ant

Youuuuuu

I love it, I love it

I love it when you eat it

I love it, I love it

I love it when you eat it" i giggled after singing the naughty lyrics and finishing shampooing my hair when 'birthday cake' came on and couldnt resist singing that too. What can i say i let out my sexual side when im showering.

"Come and put your name on it.

Put your name on it

Bet ya wanna put your name on it.

Put your name on it.

Come and put your name on it."

And that when the twerking came along. What am i doing?

"And its not even my birthday,

But he wanna lick the icing off

And its only in the worst way" i chuckled washing the shampoo out of my hair preparing for my favourite part.

"Let go!

Girl, I wanna FUCK you right now,

Been a long time I've been missin' your body.

Let me let me turn the lights down

When I when I go down it's a private party.

Uh, it's not even her birthday" i screamed washing my body and hopping out of the shower and switching the stereo off. Drying my body and pulling my robe on tying it up and opening the bathroom door into the bedroom to see the one thing i didnt want to be sitting there. My jaw dropped, my cheeks flushed a bright red.

"AND ITS NOT EVEN MY BIRTHDAY" Louis, harry, zayn, liam and niall all sang pulling over dramatic poses. OH SHIT!

"You havent been in here the whole time have you?" I asked feeling my cheeks burning up.

"All we wanted was a peice of paper and we got out own concert." Zayn said and Niall snorted a little trying to cover it up with a cough.

"Fuck" i muttered.

"Its okay. Just suck my cockiness and lick my persuasion" Harry murmmed under his breath. I face palmed and shooed them out of the room collapsing onto the bed in embarrasement.

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I wrote this listening to rihanna haha hope you liked it

:) mia xxxx