Requested by @iloveanima, hope you like it!
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Niall's pov -
I was hutched over the toilet, and I swore to god; that I hate it. It hurts, it burns my throat (feels like it's on fire), and I hate it. "Babe?" I looked at Harry, my boyfriend, with pleading eyes. I swore I could feel his heart break into pieces; just by looking into his eyes. I stood up, and flushed the toilet. I was pushed up against the wall by Harry, and he kissed me; not caring about the vomit taste (surprisingly).
"We're going to the doctor, Nialler. No protests, no buts. We're going." I whined, and he shushed me. "It's for your own best, babe." I hate doctors, and he knows I do! But for my own health? Yeah, ok Niall; or else do it for Harry. "Okay, haz; I'm going, but only because I love you!" Harry jumped around, and ran around singing, "Yay! Yay! IloveyouIloveyou!" all around backstage (and he stumbled into people, such as Michael from 5sauce, Calum, Liam and Paul; who laughed his ass off, I must add).
I waited out in my car, laughing at Michael who laughed into the phone; telling me what happened with Harry. "Good choice, Niall; he's running around like a fool." "I know, and he ma-" I burst into laughter, as he tried to jump into the car; but failing but landing on his ass laughing big time. "Okay, well, gotta go!" And saw the video I had taken of Harry's fall, "Oh god, I'm sharing this on Twitter.
@Niall_Horan_Official:
My boyfriend @HarryStyles when he's overjoyed! I swear to god, I never imagined he run into the car window, and laugh of himself!!
~After the doctor~
So, I'm not pregnant. 'What the hell is he talking about?' (Read your mind! Ha, Niall Horan is back bitches!) Okay, so weird? Awkward?!
We arrived at the stage, and Harry leapt onto my back; making me stumble, laughing hard and I stmbled into Liam; Harry rolling over Liam, stumbling into Ashton and Calum who tried to run past rolling, laughing Harry. Everyone backstage laughed at us, and I felt another pain, but I might gotten from laughing so much.
~Performance~
Her name is Noel,
I had a dream about her,
She rings my bell,
Got gymclass in half an hour,
I know how she rocks,
With cotton and socks (A/N: Lyric change!)
I felt my pants get damped, no, no, no; I did NOT wet myself, IdidNOTwetmyself...! Shoot me, shoot me!! I ran backstage, people gaspig from the crowd, but I couldn't show that a 21 year old, had pissed himself!
"Niall, what's wrong??" I ran into 1D dressing room, and not 5sauce's dressing room (must add).
I hated it, and the show was probably still going; but I couldn't play when I had wet myself, or something else? Because it didn't give sense to me. I didn't wet myself, and if I haven't wet myself; then why did my pants become damped? And realization hit me; I'm pregnant, and is about give birth...
I screamed, and layed behind the sofa, boring down. Harry and the boys raced in, getting help from Josh who held my right hand, Luke holding my left hand; and the other boys finding everything they needed.
~6 hours later~
So I gave birth a little, beautiful girl. 55cm, blonde, bloody curls (no shit sherlock), and baby green eyes.
Lucy Zander Horan-Styles
