He got along so well with her, they were obviously in love. Their parents thought they would get married when they grew older. When they became the age of 15, he needed new friends. She became lost, sad, and she didn't think of him again. She was never a popular kind of girl. She never had a lot of friends. She never was very pretty. Her life turned complete upside down. Until he walked back in it.


13. Chapter Twelve

MATURE CONTENT. Sorry, it was necessary. ;) Enjoy. xx


Today, Niall and I would tell Elizabeth. It was the most nerve-racking thing I would ever go through, and mentally it was even worse. I didn't know how she would react, be happy for me or be a down right bitch, which is understandable. I mean, her boyfriend did get me pregnant and all. It's been two months since he actually got me pregnant, a couple weeks since I found out and told him. My stomach is starting to grow just a tiny bit, to the point where it looks like I just gained ten pounds. I hated it. I didn't want to be a pregnant teen, I really didn't. I have no way to support this child, no way to give it a living. Unless I put it up for adoption. Niall told me to come over to their shared flat during school so I could be there when he told her. I told him we would tell her together, since it takes two to make a baby. I pulled my car into their drive, and parked it carefully leaving enough space for Elizabeth's who wasn't home yet. That's odd, it's already 5:00 and she isn't home yet. I opened my door and a gust of cold wind greeted me. I shivered and hurried inside, unlocking the door with a spare key Niall had given me. When I shut the door, heat overcame me and I sighed in comfort. 

"Niall? Are you here," I called out and heard a faint call from his room upstairs. I walked slowly up the wooden stairs and walked into the bedroom he shared with Elizabeth, which seemed so odd. "Niall," I smiled warmly towards him but he was rolled over onto his stomach, limbs extended to every corner of the bed. 

"Hi Mad," he sighed and I walked over to him, setting my bag down on the floor. 

"What's the matter," I asked quickly and he rolled over to face me when I sat on the side of the bed. 

"I'm a bit sick, don't come too close. I don't want little Niall Jr. getting sick," I chuckled and he shrugged, smiling towards me. "Where's Elizabeth?" he wondered out loud and I was just about to ask the same question to him. 

"I have no idea. I would assume she would be home soon," I said while running my fingers through his dark hair that had not recently been dyed. I liked it better that way anyway. I heard a car pull into the driveway and I stood up, Niall slowly but surely following behind me. He threw on a shirt and a pair of sweats, running a hand through his hair before walking towards the door.

"This is it, Madeline. Whatever happens, just know I'm still going to support you through it all, all right? Be strong for me, okay?" I nodded and wiped a tear that fell from my eye while Niall kissed my cheek. Oh God, I hate hormones. We both heard a door open and shut and a call for Niall.

"Niall," I stopped him before he started down the stairs.


"Please, be strong too, okay?" I whispered and he smiled at me, wrapping me in a quick hug before we made our way to the stairs. My stomach was in knots, not just from carrying a child inside of me but from the scene that was about to unravel in front of my eyes. Elizabeth was standing in the kitchen alert at the sound of four feet stomping down the stairs, and when she saw Niall her eyes lit up. But when she saw me, a glaze frosted over them and the perky hazel color that always sparkled was gone. I gulped and Niall started towards her, hugging her gently.

"What is this," she asked with a bit of sass on her tounge. I couldn't blame her, if I saw my boyfriend walking down the stairs with another girl I would be pretty pissed off too. 

"Li, sweetie. Sit down for us, we have to tell you something," Niall said sweetly and she stood looking at me for at least a minute before gritting her teeth together and walking towards the couch. I followed behind Niall and sat on the coffee table next to him that was placed in front of the love seat. 

"You aren't cheating on me, are you?" She asked in frustration and he laughed warmly.

"Of course not, but we do have something to say so please listen!" Niall looked at me and nodded, an enthusiastic smile plastered on his face. I sighed and closed my eyes, gathering my thoughts of what I could possibly say and not hurt her.

"Two months ago, Niall and I had sex. One month ago, I started feeling strange. I had constant headaches, terrible stomach cramps and morning sickness," a tear slid down my cheek and I wiped it away quickly. "I couldn't be sure unless I got a test, and I did. I got three. When the results came, I didn't know what to do, what to say. I couldn't help but feel terrible about it. I know what this is going to do to you, and I have no idea where this is going to put you and Niall, but Elizabeth, I'm pregnant." I gasped out. I couldn't bear to look at Elizabeth, only at my sweatpants that sat low on my hips. I heard the sound of muffled sobs and I knew Elizabeth was ruined. Tears slid down my cheeks and I looked up, to only look down again. She was a mess. Her face was looked as red as possible, stains of purple from the trail of tears that were falling so fast they could create a puddle. She was gasping for breath and  all Niall could do was cry. He got up from the coffee table and started towards Elizabeth, but she got up and stepped away from him wrapping her arms around her body.

"Niall, I thou-thought w-we were always-s honest w-with each o-o-other!" She struggled to yell out, and he tried to speak but tears overcame every word that rose in his throat. She just stood there, staring at him with so much love and hate that it scared me. 

"E-elizabe-th. I-I'm s-sorry," Niall spat out with such an effort it made me cry even harder. I put my arm over his back and rubbed it soothingly, and he just cried into his hands.

"No Niall, I'm sorry. The fact that you got a girl pregnant is terrible. But the fact that you lied about it? That's even worse. Goodbye," she said through gasps for air as she slammed the door shut.

"Elizabeth!" Niall shouted towards her and ran after her, trying to catch up to her car that had already pulled out of the driveway. "Elizabeth!" He sobbed and screamed at the top of his lungs, wishing for her back. I just cried at the sight of this poor boy losing the love of his life. I sighed, collecting myself for his sake. I ran over to him and hugged him, letting him cry on my shoulder as I shh'd him and tried to help him gather himself. 

"Niall, Niall, baby. It's okay, it's okay. Please, don't cry!" My pleas of comfort weren't helping, he just sobbed in my shoulder for what seemed like an eternity. All I could do was rub his back and whisper sweet things in his ear as he rocked back and forth in my arms like a tiny child after having a nightmare, which is what this seemed to be.



My tears kept coming, feeling live an overflowing bathtub now as they clouded my vision from the road. I had no idea where to go, what to do. It's hard to break up with someone who had inhabited your own house, meaning you had no place to go after it happened. I wanted to crash my car, run into a stop sign or tree and die. This was the worst thing that could have possibly happened to me. Niall got the girl that bullied me forever, pregnant. What the fuck? What the actual fuck! I pulled my car over on the side of the street as far away from oncoming cars as I could. I just cried. My head hit the steering wheel and I just stayed in that position until all my tears were gone. What am I supposed to do? Niall was my only family, and Anthony is still mad at me. Where am I supposed to go?  I looked around at the landscape that had now captivated me, at the tall pine trees with ivy crawling up the-ivy. Harry! I could go see him for a little, I guess. I pulled back onto the road and started towards Harry's flat. I'm so thankful for him, but he doesn't even know. I turned down the familiar street and pulled into the drive of the brick house with dark green ivy vines crawling up the sides. I sighed in relief when I saw his car was still parked in the driveway, and I opened my door slowly. I slammed it shut in anger and walked up his stairs to the door. My eyes shut for a second while I calmed myself down. I didn't want to take my anger out on Harry, I could never forgive myself. 

"Harry," I yelled why knocking on the door. A couple seconds later, it creeked open and Harry smiled at me warmly. He motioned for me to come inside and I pulled open the screen door and it harshly closed behind me. 

"Elizabeth! What a surprise," he laughed and I ran into his arms and hugged him. Tears flowed out of my eyes that I didn't know I had left, thinking my tear ducts had run dry. "Liz, what's happening? Why are you crying?" He hugged me back, holding my head and kissing my hair. Through sobs I could make out at least one word.

"Niall," He sighed and picked me up, carrying me over to the plush couch that we had just sat on earlier. He set me on his lap and rocked me back and forth, rubbing soothing circles on my skin and the fabric that clothed it making me calm down a bit. 

"Now tell me, what happened," I sniffed and wiped away the lone tears that were left on my cheeks with the sleeve of my shirt. 

"Niall got her pregnant, Harry. He got Madeline pregnant!" His mouth made an 'O' shape and I dug my  head into the crook of his neck. 

"I can't believe it," he whispered and I sat up. 

"I couldn't either," His hand searched for mine until I felt his fingers intertwine with mine. I smiled at our hands, and played with his fingers. 

"He's stupid, Elizabeth. Don't be upset over him, all right? You deserve better," he said softly while staring directly at me. It was hard not to look away, which I really wanted to do but I couldn't. "Let me be the one who treats you better," he whispered while leaning in towards me and I pushed my lips onto his. He moved them slowly, and I followed suit. His hands moved to my hips and mine found his neck. Kissing him was so easy, it felt so natural. He kissed my jaw and down to my neck, his final place on my jugular. I moaned out and he smiled into my skin, continuing the movement of his lips. Damn it, he found it. I tilted my head back and closed my eyes while Harry's kisses moved farther down my body. My fingers tugged at the hem of his shirt, and he quickly discarded it on the floor. I flipped us over so I was on top, and started kissing his bare skin down his neck. He pulled my shirt over my head and moved his hands down my sides, making me shiver. He held my head against his body, and my hands explored his body. My lips found his again as I fumbled with his belt buckle, finally getting it open. I pulled his chinos down and he kicked them off, leaving him in a pair of Calvin Klein boxers. He pulled my pants down also, having me pull them off and throw them on the ground. He pulled me up so we were standing, my legs straddling around his waist. He kissed me, sliding his tounge along my bottom lip begging for entrance and I accepted. He brought me up the stairs and into his room, shoving me against the wall once we got in. I moaned into the kiss and he kissed down my neck, trying to unclasp my bra behind my back. He broke the kiss in frustration.

"Damn it," he breathed out while still trying to unclasp my bra and I slowly reached behind my back, taking it apart gently. His hands groped my chest as he kissed me again, pulling me over and onto his bed. I moaned out and he smiled, while hooking two fingers into my panties and pulling them down excruciatingly slow. He kissed down my body until he got to my center. He placed soft kisses on the inside of my thighs, and gently pushed one finger into my core. I cried out in pleasure, and he kissed my thighs while another finger was shoved into me. He moved them around, making my eyes roll to the back of my head and my breath catch in my chest. 

"H-Harry," I breathed out, my breaths coming short as he brought me close to orgasm. "Harry, shit. Don't sto-," Of course, right as I said it, he pulls his fingers out, leaving me feeling empty. 

"I was just getting you ready, love. Not bringing you to orgasm," he winked at me and I groaned, pulling him down to kiss me again. I rolled over on top of him and kissed down his chest until I got to the waistband of his briefs. I pulled them down the same speed he pulled my down, his full on length coming and slapping his abdomen as it was uncovered. I gaped at his size, much longer than Niall. He smirked and pulled me up to kiss him again, flipping us over once again so I was underneath. "Tell me if I hurt you," he whispered while placing a soft kiss on my temple. I nodded while he pushed in, giving me a minute to adjust to his size. He filled me up and it felt amazing. 

"H-Harry-y," I gasped out and he took that as a sign to move. He moved slowly at first, but as my moans increased in sound his thrusts increased in speed. His manly groans caused a chain reaction, a moan from me caused a groan from him. This was different then just regular old sex. Harry was making love to me. Each thrust he kissed my lips, and I screamed out in pleasure. His hands intertwined with mine as he moved faster, making me cry out at the top of my lungs. The neighbors could probably hear me. He kissed my lips passionately to muffle my moans, and I kissed him back with such an effort. I felt a warm feeling over the pit of my stomach and I broke the kiss to scream out. "Harry, I'm goin-," he nodded and kissed my forehead.

"I'm almost there, wait for me," I nodded trying really hard not to orgasm right then, and I felt his thrusts get sloppy which meant only one thing. My walls tightened around his and I cried out as he released inside of me. He pulled out and kissed my face, until he reached my lips. I placed my hand on the nape of his neck, and ran my fingers through his hair. He smiled into the kiss and pulled back. "Elizabeth?" 

"Yes, Harry?" I breathed out in a pant.

"I think I love you," he kissed my jaw and looked at me, his green eyes burning into mine. I gulped, remembering all the feelings that had just overcome me and had powered me through everyday. 

"I love you, Harry," He smiled and kissed me once again, pulling me into his arms and pulling the green duvet over our bodies. He intertwined his legs with mine and held me close to his body. I remembered the first time with Niall, and how much Harry felt different. I thought of how Madeline was pregnant and paniced. Remembering, I silently thanked God for birth control and mentally high-fived myself as I snuggled into him. We fell asleep tangled together, and it was the best sleep of my life.


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