New Walls (Sequel To Crumbling Walls)

Mariella's wall isn't crumbling anymore, thanks to her boyfriend Niall and all of her friends. But what will they do when Mariella becomes pregnant at 17? And what will they do when a close friend follows in her footsteps?
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6. Love


 Niall's P.O.V.

I can't believe Kaitlynn, Amy, and Stephanie won't leave Mariella alone. Dylan, Evan, and Matthew keep calling me and picking on me at practice, but I've been doing a good job at hiding it from Mari. 

"Why do they do this to me? And you?" she asks, on the verge of tears.

"How do you know about me?" I guess I didn't hide it as well as I thought.

"I hear you talking to them on the phone, and how they act at football practice, and how they push you and shit. Why does everyone hate us for no fucking reason?" she says as a tear slides down her cheek. I wipe it away with my thumb.

"I don't know princess. But just know. I love you. Abby loves you. Louis loves you. Harry loves you. Jannsen loves you. Jolene loves you. Zayn loves you, Perrie loves you, and Liam loves you. We love you and will always be there for you, so don't listen to those assholes who think they're the shit."

Mariella lifts her head up, and locks her deep green eyes on my bright blue ones. I tickle her stomach a little and she laughs.

"Your laugh is so beautiful, I bet all the angels are jealous." I tell her, and I mean it. A smile creeps onto her soft lips and brightens her whole face, as well the whole room. 

"How did I get lucky enough to find someone as wonderful as you?" Mariella asks me. I take her hand in mine.

"I ask myself that question every second of the day." I whisper into her ear. I kiss her on the cheek and hug her tight.

"Dinner's ready!" Abby calls from the kitchen. Mariella and I ignore her.

"We made potatoes!" Louis calls a few minutes later. Mariella and I run out of the room to meet Abby, Louis, and the potatoes.

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