I'm Mrs. Styles

This is the sequel to 'I'm Pregnant'. If you haven't read the first one I do recommend reading it to understand the second one.
Stella was left off in the hospital bed with Harry by her side once again. Niall was left a new girl Brenda. Brenda just came out of the blue but could she be seeking something more than love? Envy?Hatred? Revenge?


13. The Kiss

         "What do you mean they took him away! No! It was self defense! No!" I start yelling. 
         "Liam is talking him out right now but word was already leaked. The press thinks he beat you and your dad. Supposedly your dad was trying to help you because Harry hit you. They're all lies. We knew what actually happened because when I tried to get something out of you. You kinda told me what happened. You probably don't remember but- I'm sorry honey." Sam then hugged me. No. I wanted Harry. I try standing but I felt so weak. 
        "Help me to my bed please." I look at Lou and Niall. Niall swept me up and carried me slowly to the bedroom. Sam rushed behind him with the bag of ice. 
         "Do you need anything else?" Louis asked. I shook my head 'no' but he brings me some aspirin. As I took the aspirin the doorbell rang. 
         "Hey! Is she okay? Where is she?" It was Tom. He had a bag of take out. He knew it was going to be awhile but I couldn't just accept that fact. I wanted rest. I busted my butt to give my parents another chance yet they have to mess everything up. Sam left the room to talk to Tom privately. Louis's phone rang. 
         "Hey El just come over to Harry's. It's an emergency." As he kept talking on the phone he left the room. I turn to Niall sitting in a chair in a corner of the bedroom. 
           "Why did I deserve this?" I ask him. He looks at me and nods his head. 
            "No you didn't. Don't say that. They will pay. Trust me." He said. He got up and laid beside me on the bed. He picked up the ice bag and placed it on my swollen eye. He then placed the cold rag on my cheek. We talk and I haven't had a simple nice conversation in a while. 
           "Yeah " I whisper. 
            "I thought-well I still think you're very pretty and what happened on the plane shouldn't have happened. I mean it was great and all but we could have just been friends and-"
            "It's okay Niall. I get it." I smile and look at him. He smiles back and I close my eyes. Next thing I know I was kissing Niall.  His lips were warm and soft. He slipped his tongue and it only made me feel more secure.
             "What the hell!" I say. He pulled away. 
               "I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I have-I have to go." He grabbed his jacket from the chair and practically ran out from the room. He bumps Sam who was coming in. They exchange a look and it's like she already knows. 
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