It's gotta be Lou

When memories flow into Amber's mind, things go awry and she is forced to tell the truth about her true self to the boy she grew up loving... Louis Tomlinson, who is now famous and doesn't remember her until she reminded him of something. Amber went from the next door neighbor to his biggest crush to his secret admirer to his best friend's girlfriend. He shouldn't feel that way, and neither should she.... Or should they? (Contains cursing)


8. Cake mix throwing war

Wow. I never knew that I was a fertile myrtle. I could never imagine that I would get pregnant before I got married... What was I going to tell mom and dad? "Oh, uhm, mom, dad. I'm pregnant."?
No, I couldn't tell them that. They would kill me before I even gave birth to my baby. I could just tell them I was raped and got pregnant from the man who raped me. They'd ask who did it and I'd have to tell them and they'd throw a fit over it. I'd rather not say anything until I get it confirmed by a doctor...
Footsteps pulled me out of my reverie. "Hello? Is anyone in here?" I heard mom ask, frightened.
"It's me, mom," I called.
She opened the door and saw the test on the counter and saw that it was pink. "Amber, what happened? Who did that to my baby?"
"Mom, it's...uhm...I kinda got raped a couple of weeks ago," I winced when she pulled me into a restricting hug.
"Lets go to the doctor and I won't say anything to your father until we know the results, ok?" She asked, pulling me away at arms' length. I nodded.
***Niall's P.O.V.***
"What the f*ck?! Why'd she leave so suddenly?" I yelled at Liam
"What was in her bag, more importantly?" Harry asked, just as frantic.
"Guys, I can't tell. It's not my secret. If you want to know what was wrong you have to ask her, but I doubt she'll tell you." Liam said, in the loyal best friend tone.
I stomped out the house and went up the porch steps to see Amber and an older version of her. "Amber, is this a friend?" The older version asked.
"Yes, mom. This is Niall, mom. Niall, this is my mother, Tina."
I shook her mother's hand and said, "Amber, can we talk in private?"
"Sure," she said. I took her hand and we walked down the front steps.
"What's wrong?" She asked.
"What was in your bag, and why did you leave so fast? Was I coming on too strong? What happened with you and Liam?" I rambled on. I was about to start again but she cut me off with a quick kiss on the lips.
"Okay, calm down. I had a certain type of test in the bag and I left so quickly because I needed to take it and no, you were never coming on too strong. Nothing happened between me and Liam. I just told him what I just told you. It's okay, Niall. Your my boyfriend, none of them."she said
I felt a goofy grin on my face. "You just said I'm your boyfriend."
She nodded. "Yeah, I did. Do you have a problem with it?"
"Nope. Perfectly fine with it, in fact. What did the test say?" I asked uncertainly.
"Uhm, positive," she hung her head.
"I thought you said you were a virgin?" I asked, confused and betrayed that she lied to me.
"I-I am. In my thoughts. I was raped a couple of weeks ago. Pregnant, or not, I'm still a virgin," she said, before tip-toeing to kiss me.
Our lips moved in perfect pace and I didn't want to ruin it, but I felt eyes on us. I pulled away and saw all of the boys, on Louis' front porch, watching us. I saw the jealousy on Harry's and Zayn's face. She looked that way and saw them. She looked back at me, the hurt on her face. A tear rolled down her cheek. I shot them a dirty look and they got the memo to knock it off.
"Baby, are you okay? They didn't mean anything," I said, pulling her chin up to look me in my eyes.
"I-I can't. I practically broke Zayn's and Harry's heart," she said. More tears rolled down her pretty face. I hugged her to my chest and soothed her by making noises as a mother would to her crying child.
"I got mascara all over your white shirt," she giggled.
"It's fine. I didn't like this shirt anyway. I prefer light, but dark, colors," I shrugged.
We intertwined our fingers and walked back to where Tina stood. "Is everything okay, Amber?" She asked, her eyes filled with worry.
"Yeah, mom. I just told him pretty much everything. I'm gonna go to the clinic and Niall's gonna go with me and we're gonna go through this together." Amber said. I squeezed her hand, and she smiled.
"Okay, I want to know the results before we tell your father anything, okay?" Amber nodded.
"Be good," her mother warned, her eyes glancing at me.
"Don't worry, ma'am. You can trust me," I smiled and we headed back to the house. When we to there, I was greeted at the front door with a light punch in the nose. I fell back and saw Harry looking at me, angrily.
Amber stood in front of me when he raised his fist again. "No, no fighting. Not over me, food or anything. I chose Niall, and if you have a problem with it, take it up by talking not connecting your fist with my boyfriend's face." She said it so calmly.
"No, I want to punch his face in. He stole you from me, so move out of the d*mn way!" He yelled. I stood up and rushed past him when Amber started crying again and ran and locked herself in the bathroom. I pounded on the door.
Amber's P.O.V
I sat down on the ground and cried. I didn't mean to hurt anybody. Not Harry, or Zayn. Then there was a pounding at the door. "Amber, it's Niall. Let me in, please," he yelled through the door.
I stood up and unlocked it, but only for him to come in. He rushed in and held me to his chest, which was already soaked with my mascara.
"I-I didn't mean to h-h-hurt any-anybody," I sobbed.
Niall took my face in his hands and made me look in his eyes, and whispered, "Its their fault. They were the ones falling for my girlfriend."
I stopped crying and I leaned up and kissed him so passionately that I was sure he was someone else. I broke away from him, expecting to see Louis a little. I remembered that it was Niall and not Louis.
"I really like you," I told him.
"I really like you, too," Niall grinned his goofy grin.
"We need to go to the clinic. To see if I am or not," I said, suddenly. "If I am, I'll tell my dad, and I'll tell the boys, too."
He nodded and we walked out. We went to the guest bedroom and changed. I pulled out a spaghetti strap, knee length, hot pink dress and matching heels. I put on a little blush and mascara with the lipgloss. I walked out and saw that Niall was already done and waiting for me outside the door. I smiled and grabbed my keys. He took them from me and we drove to the clinic, leaving the boys with their mouths dropped open on the front porch.
"Amber McHardin," the nurse said.
I got up and intertwined my fingers with Niall's. we walked back there and sat down on the examining tale.
"What seems to be the problem, Amber?" The doctor asked when he came in with the charts.
"I got raped a couple of weeks ago and I took a pregnancy test earlier today and it was positive. I want an official result," I explained.
"Okay, well, Mr. Horan, you'll have to leave the room for this," the doctor said.
Niall nodded and left the room. The doctor did his thing and said, "We'll contact you as soon as we get the results," he said.
"Thank you," I said and I walked out to see Niall trying to eavesdrop. "Eavesdrop much?" I teased, then the doctor walked up to us with a orange packet. "Is there a problem doctor?" I asked, worried.
"I took this to the testing room to get it tested and it was rather fast results. You are not pregnant," he said. I sighed in relief and hugged Niall. "But, you do have ovarian cancer in your left ovary," the doctor said. I felt my heart break.
"Wait, what's ovarian cancer?" Niall asked.
"It's where a woman has cancer in her ovaries. We will have to remove the tumor before it gets larger and spreads," the doctor explained. I felt tears fall down my face, for the third time today.
I nodded. "Okay, I'll see when I'm open for a surgery date. Thank you," I walked out faster than a girl who was about to get her phone back. I crawled in my car and let it out. Niall came out and sat in the car with me and held me. We must have sat there for a couple of hours like that, because my phone rang.
"Hello?" I asked
"Amber? It's mom, hon. What did the doctor say?" Mom asked
"I'm not pregnant but I have ovarian cancer in my left ovary," I said.
"I'm on my way," she said and I heard her tell dad that she was going out for an hour or so.
"Mom, it's fine. I'm sitting in the car with Niall. We're about to come back. Love you, bye." I hung up and started the car and buckled up. Niall did the same.
When we got back to Lou's place. Mom and Dad were standing on the porch waiting for me. I wiped my face again and got out.
"Amber!" Louis yelled coming out, flying at me and embracing me, tightly.
"Uhm, Lou., can't breath," I choked out.
"Sorry, but Super Man is here now!" Louis said, using an old nickname form the night of the prom.
"It's fine, Lou. But I'm not really in the mood to goof off at the moment," I said.
"Why not?" He asked, pouting.
"It's a girl thing. Sorry, Louis," I apologized.
"So, now that we're in our early twenties, you can't tell your best friend what's wrong?" Louis asked.
"You-you remember?" I asked, astonished.
"Duh, I recognize your parents." He rolled his eyes at me. I punched him in the arm.
"Don't roll your eyes at me," I said, glaring.
"I see you guys are back to normal," dad said.
"Hi, daddy," I said, hoping he wouldn't go all 'if you break my daughter's heart...' on Niall.
"Hi, baby girl," dad said, hugging me and glaring at Niall and the rest of the boys over my shoulder.
"Daddy, stop. I'm not a little girl anymore, and you have no right to look at my friends like that. I'm fully grown and I know how to take care of myself...mostly," I told him.
Dad laughed. "You'll always be my little girl, Amber."
I felt a blush creep up on my face. I smiled and said, "Well, I have news for you all." They looked at me expectantly. "I'm tired. And unless you live or are staying at this house, go away."
Mom and dad smiled and I saw the perverted things they thought I was going to do.
"Goh, mom, dad. I'm not a total pervert. I'm insulted," I said and hugged them. They left and Louis bit me. I hit him on the arm again. "No biting," I scolded, although I was happy he remembered his best friend.
"Tell me what's wrong, then," he said, and bit me again.
"Nope, not gonna happen," I said. He bit me again.
"I'm not gonna stop till you tell me," he said. I sighed and pulled him to the guest room where I was staying.
"I got raped a couple of weeks ago, and I took a pregnancy test. It was positive. I went to the clinic with Niall and got the official test. It was negative, but I have ovarian cancer. I need surgery to remove the tumor," I said, looking down quickly. I looked up and saw him nodding.
"It's okay, Am.," he said using my old nickname. I smiled and he hugged me. "Why didn't you ever tell me that you were my old childhood best friend?" He asked suddenly.
I shrugged. "I dunno. I guess I didn't want to remind you of how stupid I was when I was littler." I blushed a little.
"You weren't stupid. Or ugly. Yes, I remember all those times you called yourself ugly when a guy dumped you," he said. I blushed more.
"Yeah. Sure. Whatever," I said, looking down, smiling.
"When you smile at the ground, it ain't hard to tell, you don't know-oh-oh, you don't know your beautiful," he sang. He then bent his head down and whispered, "I know your with Niall, but I hate it. You should be with me." He leaned down and kissed me lightly. I pulled away quickly.
"Lou., I had a thing for you in the past. But not anymore. Besides, what about Eleanor?" I asked, wanting to pull him to the bed and make passionate love with him.
"I don't know. I love her, but I've always loved you. Ever since you got with that Jake guy, I couldn't stop thinking about how beautiful you are, or how nice and sweet. I love you," he stated.
"Louis, I-I'm with Niall. I know I'm not supposed to say this to his best friend, but I don't know if I really love him or not. Don't get me wrong; he's so sweet and kind, but how can you be in a relationship when the guy loves food more than his girlfriend?" I asked him.
He leaned down to kiss me again. I didn't let him. "No, Lou., I won't tell Niall that you kissed me or tell him anything you just told me, but I'm with him and I need to be faithful." I walked out of the bedroom and went to the kitchen to make a cake.
I was humming when I got the stuff out and Harry walked in.
"Amber, I'm really sorry. I didn't mean any of it. I'm just jealous f Niall because he got the wonderful, beautiful, girl and I wanted her," he said, looking down in shame.
"It's fine, Harry. I just don't you guys to fight over me all the time," I said. "Now come help me with this cake."
He grinned and cracked the eggs in the bowl with the cake mix and stirred it. I felt something cold and slimy on my face. I turned and saw Harry grinning and the cake mix on the spoon. I got another spoon and flung it in his hair. He gave me a look that clearly said that he couldn't believe that I threw it in his hair. I smiled sweetly and then we were in a cake mix throwing war. When it was gone, I got some off of my cheek and tasted it.
"It was going to be a good german chocolate cake, but someone ruined it by throwing it at me," I said, pointing a glare at Harry. Niall came in.
"I heard german chocolate cake," he said, then saw the cake mix all over us.
"He started it!" I said, pointing at Harry like a two year old. Niall smiled and licked my cheek. "Ewwww! Now I gots cooties!" I yelled wiping it off.
"I'll give you some cooties," Niall said, before pulling me to him ad kissing me. I pulled away.
"I'm going to get in the shower," I ran and got my stuff and got in the shower. I was humming and thinking about what happened before me and Harry got in the cake mix fight. Louis. I do love him. I mean, I did, right? What should I do? Should I tell Niall that he kissed me? Should I keep it to myself? Should I dump Niall for Louis? I don't know what I'm thinking. I'm just a little overwhelmed about what Louis said, I guess. There was a knocking on the door and I heard a Irish voice.
"Babe, I left my phone in there. Can I come in and get it?" He asked.
"Uhm, yeah. Come in," I called back and conditioned my hair. He came in and I got brave. I peeked out at him and he saw me looking at him. He chuckled and I winked. I got even braver and I willed him closer to the curtain. He got closer and I leaned out and kissed him passionately.
"You can join me, but no funny business, or you can leave the room and act like we never had this conversation," I said.
His clothes disappeared quicker than I've ever seen. He crawled in. "Now, we can just take a shower, or...."his voice trailed off.
I turned around, feeling more confident about my body then I ever have. "I want dinner and a movie, first." I teased him, and kissed his collarbone. I felt him shudder and he pushed me up against the shower wall, and kissed my neck. I held him closer and let him do what he wanted. Thirty minutes later, we were drying off and couldn't get dressed because we kept on stopping to kiss. I giggled because I remembered the feeling if him poking me in the belly. We came out and the bathroom was all steamed up and there were four other boys waiting for us to come out.
Have fun?" Liam asked, with a raised eyebrow and noticing the purplish marks on our necks. I blushed and hit Niall.
"You left a mark on my neck? My mom wants to see me tomorrow and what's she gonna think when she sees the hickeys on me?" I exclaimed, laughing.
"And other places," Niall whispered. I hit him in the arm again.
"Lets go figure out a way to cover these," I said, pulling him to where my makeup was. I pulled out my concealer and dotted it on his neck. It blended perfectly just like it did with mine. I giggled again and kissed him on the only hickey left that I hadn't covered. He smiled and held me there. He saw something and frowned.
"What's wrong?" He asked
"Nothing. I'm fine, hun," I said, smiling.
"I can see it in your eyes. What's wrong?" He insisted.
"I'm fine. Lets go get something to eat, okay, sweetie?" I said, changing the subject, mainly because he had to be hungry. He was always hungry. He nodded and we left to Nandos.
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