Maybe

(Niall and Zayn)
When bestfriends Simran & Mollie meet two boys on the tube, will something more become of it? Or will heartbreak be the only thing left?

Maybe.

Will their past change the future? Will their future affect the present?

Maybe.

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89. Anticipation

***Niall's POV***

 

...that never comes.

“Pass me Scar, please?” Mollie says softly and she fiddles around to get comfortable, shuffling the pillows up to rest on.

“Here,” I say, rushing over to help her, cradling Scar to my chest.

“No.” she growls at me, making me stop in my tracks. Saying nothing, she holds out her arms for Scar and I willingly pass her over, already missing her minute body.

"Hand me Scarlett please." My daughter. I can't believe I'm holding my little girl, the one who has my eyes but Mollie's face. Speaking of Mollie, she glares at me as soon as I help her, making me take a few steps back. She gestures for me to lay Scar on her chest and I do, awkwardly shoving my hands in my pocket.

"Mollie bu-"

"Save it Niall." she cuts me off and I bow my head down, knowing I have to tell her.

 

“Mollie, I-” I begin before again before a timid knock at the door sounds.

 

“Hello?” the nurse's head peers in, looking between me and Mollie.

 

“I hope I’m not disturbing anything.” she adds by way of politeness yet she closes the door, putting the three – four- of us in the room.

 

“I just wanted to check on Mrs Horan.” she makes her way to the bed before standing on the other side of the bed. “And the baby Horan.” she smiles at us both.

 

“Have you named her?”

 

“Scarlett.” we both say in sync, Mollie shooting me a quick glare.

 

“Mr Horan.” the nurse turns to me, her hands resting in her white apron.

 

“Yes?” I ask, a small gush of panic and worry shooting through me.

 

“Could you leave for a few moments while I just check Mollie?”

 

“I'm her husband and I wish to stay.” I say, a frown creasing my brow.

 

“Go Niall.” Mollie says, looking down at Scar, pressed to her chest, her tiny fist in her mouth.

 

Sighing in defeat, I make my way out the room.

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