Stuck Between Two Daddy's.

Hi. My name is Rylee. I'm not one of those pagent queens, or cheerleaders. I'm not popular, or cute and funny. I'm a loner. I drink, do drugs, have sex, do everything. My therapist says it's to cope with the death of my mother. Does she not know that my mum died when I was 2? I don't remember her. Anyway. I'm not here to tell you my sob story life about how I live with a single dad with 2 younger sisters because their mum left us out of the blue. Oops. Told too much. I forgot to mention one thing about me. I have a boyfriend. His name is Niall Horan. He's a part of the band One Direction. I'm sure you all have heard of them. I'm kind of pregnant. But not with his child. But of another member of the band's... I haven't told either one of them yet. Not sure when I should though. Or if I should even have this baby at all... Abortion sounds better everyday.


25. Monkey Bread


  *A/N* Before I even start this, I just want to say thank you to everybody who commented. You guys have no idea how much it meant to me, going to bed at 16 comments with 36 favorite lists, and waking up with 30 comments and 54 favorite lists. I almost started crying, really. I had no idea my story would be this big after only 3 days. You guys are seriously awesome. To celebrate, I'm putting out 10 new chapters today. And they're all going to be long. :) No short ones. You guys have seriously made my day, and it's only 10 am! I love ya'll. I wanna get to know you guys, so if you have a kik, you should message me. @justineelise7. I look forward to hearing your feedback from these chapters today.       Around noon, Niall and I headed back over to his mum's house. We ate on the way there since breakfast didn't go very smoothly. Before I had even stepped into the door, I was attacked by hugs. Niall did not tell me his family was this touchy.      "Good morn, dollface!" Maura said to me, then went over to Niall. "Good morn, sonny." she said, and squeezed his cheeks, which made me laugh. She came back over to me, "Are you ready to start planning the best wedding in the history of weddings?"     I laughed, "Maura, I don't want a big--" I got interrupted.     "If you say you do not want a big wedding, I will not come to your small wedding." she threatened. Whoa. And I thought she was a cute, little, old Irish woman. Guess not.     "Okay okay." I said as I walked more into the house, since I was still partly outside. I could smell something delicious from the kitchen. "Maura, what are you cooking?     Niall smelled it too, and once Niall smells it, he has to have it. "Yeah, Mum, what is that? It smell like---" Maura has a thing for interrupting people, in case you haven't figured that out yet.     "It's monkey bread!! You're favorite, Ni!!" Maura screamed and smiled at Niall.      "Uhm... Monkey bread?" I asked, confused. Bread out of monkeys? What?     Niall laughed, seeing how confused I was. "It's pretty much cinnamon bread, but cooked in a bun pan." Niall said. I nodded, because I somewhat knew what he was talking about now. Maura ran into the kitchen to take this so-called monkey bread out of the oven. She came back and set it on the dinner table.     "Dig in, Niall. I know you can't resist." Maura smiled at her son, and I knew how much she loved him, and I loved him that much, too. "Come on, Rylee. Try a bite. You'll love it." Maura smiled at me, too.     I walked on over and Niall gave me a plate with a slice of this thing. I took a bite of it, and my taste buds rejoiced. This monkey bread is freaking amazing. Niall laughed when I took another slice, knowing I liked it. He kissed my cheek as I ate it again. "Babe, get this recipe from Mum. You gotta make it at home." I nodded, since my mouth was full, and I looked over at Maura who was already writing the recipe down for me.     "Here you go, Rylee. You gotta spoil my son." Maura said, as she handed me a piece of paper with the recipe. I stuck it in my purse and once we were all done eating the piece of Heaven, we all sat down in the living room and discussed wedding idea.     "I've always wanted a 6-tier cake." Niall said. I just looked at him with disbelief on my face. He laughed when he looked at me and said, "Not all for me. For our guests. Half for me." I laughed.     "I don't want a traditional wedding." I said to Niall's mum.      "Well, why ever not?" They both said, like mother like son.     "I don't have the most traditional past, so I don't think it would fit to have a traditional wedding, if you understand. I want a big wedding to make you happy, but I want it to be colorful. Not all white. I want the curtains being peacock colors, and my dress to have real peacock feathers down the back. I have a very colorful past, and I want my colorfulness to show in my wedding." I say to both of them while Maura is writing all what I said down.     "Instead of white doves, we should have peacocks walking down the isle with you, and they should be trained so they don't attack anybody." Maura put in. At first I thought it was a ridiculous idea, but the more I thought about it, the more I loved it.     "Yes, write that down." I said.     "I just want a pretty cake." Niall said and laid back onto the sofa. "I've said my input, now you 2 do the rest." and he closed his eyes and took himself a little nap.      For the next 2 hours, Maura and I fed off of eachother's ideas and created the best wedding possible. I woke Niall up, because we needed his input on one thing... The date.     "When do you want to have the wedding?" Maura asked us.      "I think Valentine's Day would be romantic." Niall said. Always gotta be romantic.     "That's too cliche." I said, and Maura agreed with me.     "How about your mum's birthday? I think she'd really appreciate that." Maura said. I nodded because I hadn't thought of that. That is a good idea, keeping her in mind. I don't like to admit it, because I'm not one for vulnerability, but I do think about her everyday.     "Yes, I'd like that." I said to her and she wrote it down. "Her birthday is September 2nd." (*A/N* It's about November right now in the story.) "That gives us plenty of time to get everything ready. 10 months." I smile and stand up. "We better be going. I have to see my sisters." Niall stood up with me. I hugged Maura and we were on our way to get my sister's from the Hellhole they've been staying in with the devil itself.
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