Pregnant & Alone: Niall (Part 2)
Part 1
You sit on the floor for hours contemplating your next move. Do you try to call him and convince him to come home and talk? Do you give him time and wait for him to come home on his own? Do you just pack up your stuff and leave without saying anything? Your head and your heart are telling two different things. A part of you hopes that Niall just needs time to process your pregnancy and is going to walk back in the door at any moment. Another part of you says that Niall isn't coming back, that he made his decision to walk away from you and your baby. Once that reality sets in, you make the decision to leave. If Niall decided to walk away, you weren't going to stick around and try to convince him to stay. You grab a couple of suitcases and set about packing essentially your whole life into the bags before setting your engagement ring on the kitchen table and walking out.
Three Days Later...
Niall calls you nonstop for three days. He leaves voicemails filled with apologies and texts filled with I love yous and please come backs. He wanted a chance to explain, a chance to make things right and reassure you that he was in it for the long haul. A part of you wants to believe him, you want to believe that he is saying what he means. Another part of you though can't help but wonder if he will run out again once things become a little more real. Right now, you aren't showing but what happens once you do start to show? And what about once the baby is finally here? Is he going to run out again? You don't think you can handle being run out on twice. After a couple more days and against your better judgment, you call Niall back. You want to get the rest of your stuff, making it abundantly clear to Niall that whatever relationship you had was basically over and that the only thing connecting the two of you was the fact that you were having his baby. He tried to convince you to meet him for lunch, to hear him out but you weren't ready for that yet. All you wanted to do was grab your things and move on or at least try to which is why you're standing in front of what used to be your dream home with an empty box and a broken heart. Walking inside the first thing you notice are the empty takeout containers scattered around everywhere. The containers mean that Niall isn't eating properly, something that you two used to get into small arguments about as you thought that he should eat better if he was going to put long hours in at the studio. Sighing, you grab a trash bag and go about cleaning the place up a little bit. It may not be your job anymore, but you can't stand the thought of your dream home turning into a disaster zone full of Chinese takeout. Once that's finished, you head upstairs to grab the rest of your stuff. You hadn't left much, just some clothes and other random odds and ends that were important to you. Halfway down the hallway, something catches the corner of your eye. Niall's office door usually stayed closed when he wasn't in it. However, this time the door was wide open. Figuring that Niall just forgot to close it, you go to close the door and freeze. The office isn't an office anymore...it's a nursery or the beginnings of one. Niall had started to turn the room into a music-themed nursery. There were old records and album covers all over the wall and ceiling. There was also one of Niall's old guitars on the wall along with some of your favorite song lyrics. You can't help the tears that spring to your eyes as you take it all in. Niall really was in it for the long haul. You're so absorbed in everything that you don't hear Niall enter the room.
"I know it may not be what you had in mind. I just thought that since we both love music so much, it would be perfect for our little one," he says.
"Niall, I..."
He cups your face, "I'm an idiot for running out on you. I just...I got scared. A baby is a big deal and the thought of being a father terrifies me. But the thought of losing both of you terrifies me more than anything else. I couldn't live with myself knowing that I let the two of you get away because of my own stupid fears. I love you and when I proposed to you, I promised that I would be there no matter what comes our way. This is included in that promise, and I swear to you that I'm not going anywhere. I'm in this all the way, love. I want to grow old with you and watch our little one grow up...if that's still what you want."
You squeeze his hand, "Niall, your fears aren't stupid. I know you're scared; I'm scared too. This is probably the scariest thing that I'm ever going to do, but I'm going to do it. Yeah, it's a bit sooner than we originally planned and yes, we know absolutely nothing about being parents, but we'll learn. We have your parents, my parents, and all our other family members to help us figure it out. I want to grow old with you and raise a family but if you're not sure..."
Niall cuts you off with a kiss, "I'm sure, love. I'm absolutely sure. There is nothing I want more. I'll do whatever it takes to convince you of that. I know it might take a while for you to trust me again and that's okay because I'm going to earn your trust back. I'm going to earn the honor of asking you to marry me again."
"Niall..."
"I ran out on you, our baby, and our future. I'm not running anymore and while I would love for everything to go back to the way it was, I know that can't happen...not yet. I'm not going to pretend I didn't hurt you. I won't slip that ring back on your finger until you think I've earned the right. I won't..."
This time you cut Niall off with a kiss, "just put the ring back on my finger so we can move on with the rest of our lives. We have a nursery to finish and a wedding to plan."
Niall smiles before taking your engagement ring out of his pocket and slipping it back on your finger. He kisses your hand and brings it to cover his heart.
"I love you."
"We love you too," you say as Niall places his free hand over your stomach and the two of you turn back to the nursery.
A/N: And that's part 2! Sorry about the long wait folks! Also here's the nursery!
