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.


6. The Day After


The next morning I woke  up in my Niall's arms. I looked over at my clock on my phone and realized I had work. I had 15 minutes to get ready so I quickly got up, trying not to wake Niall. I had clothes at his house, so I got some of those and put them on quickly and put my hair up in a bun and put my Nando's hat on. I left a note by Niall on his bed. Hey baby. I had to leave, had to go to work. I'll see you at noon babe. Last night was amazing. i love you. xx  -rylee Hopefully he'd see that. I grabbed an apple on my way out for my breakfast. I texted Dad and Maggie. "Hey sry I didnt make it home. went to niall's and spent the night with danielle. too late, didnt want to wake u guys up. love you. see u tonight. xx." Dad's never around anymore. So I wouldn't be very surprised if he didn't come home last night either. I texted Liam. "cant have lunch. niall is coming into work at the reg time. how about after work? i gotta go home and check on my sisters anyway so drop by and well talk. bring dani.  xx" I then got my shit together and started to work and my dream job... At Noon Finally, it's noon. Niall should be here soon unless something came up. Oh. My phone vibrated. Might as well take my break now. I go over to an empty table and sit and take my phone out. 4 new messages. 2 from Niall. 1 from Liam and the other from Maggie.  Niall: hey baby i love u have a good day. much love xx Niall: baby i cant make it to lunch. something came up at the studio. gotta work on the album. sorry. dinner? xx <3 Liam: uhh something came up at the studio. wut time do u get off? i might be able to drop by for 15 min but cant bring dani.  Maggie: hey can u pick me up during ur break and take me and lauranne to dance? dad cant do it. xx Great. Now I get to spend my break going home, picking people up and taking them somewhere. Dad, why can't you judt be reliable for once?  To Niall: dinners fine. love you xx To Liam: ill be off in 2 hours. enough time? To Maggie: kk be there in 5 xx I punched out my time card and went out to my car and headed home. My phone started blasting "What Makes You Beautiful" which is Niall's ringtone. I leaned over and answered. "Hello?" I said. "Hey baby. I wanted to apologize for not being able to come to lunch." He said. He's so cute. I got to my house and honked the horn for the girls to come out. "Yeah, it's okay. I had to pick up Lakey and Cheeky anyway. So it wouldn't have been much of a date. But dinner sounds good, if you still can make that." "Yeah, dinner. I'll pick you up from your house around the usual time. I'll text you when I'm on my way. Pizza sound good?" "Pizza's awesome." I said, now the girls were in the car and I was on my way to their dance studio.  "HI NIALL!" they both said synchronized.  Niall laughed and said "hey babes." They both giggled. Then we were at the dance studio and they had to go. "So what was the big emergency at the studio?" I asked, genuinely. "Oh, a meeting pretty much. We had to test record a few things. No big deal. Don't know why we all had to be there. I mean, I don't even sing that much..." I could hear him beginning to get disappointed and pissed off. "Babe. You know Harry is working on that. Managment is a bitch. Nobody likes them." I said while driving. "I know baby, I know. Just, they even told me to breakup with you because of your drinking habits." "WHAT THE HELL? Everyone drinks!" I began to get severely pissed off. "Yes, but you're underage babe." "Like anybody even gives a fuck anymore. "Babe." "What?" "I love you." "I love you too. Hey, I'm at work so I gotta go. I'll see you at dinner. Bye." "Bye babygirl." and I hung up. Management needs to go to Hell. and stay there. And have sex with the Devil. Cocksuckers. 
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