It has been a week since everything was back to normal. Case found a job as a veterinarian at a vet clinic near our place, and I have been recording every day. Busy week for both of us, but we managed to have some down time to ourselves every night. I brought her to a fancy restaurant the other day to celebrate our "reunion".
Today at the end of our recording session, Josh suggested that we go to the pub and have some beer. Everyone agreed, so did I. So I called my beautiful wife, "Hey babe! Me and the boys are going to have some drink at the pub, you wanna join? I can go pick you up from work right now."
"Thanks for inviting me, hun, but I'm not feeling really well today. I actually left work early, so I'm at home right now. You boys go have fun, and say hi to everyone for me!"
"Are you ok? Why didn't you call me? You know what? I'm going home now," I quickly said and about to tell the boys that I was going home but Casey began to say something.
"Nialler, I'm ok! Don't worry about me; I just need to rest a little that's all. Go have fun! I'll see you later!"
"Are you sure? Coz I really don't have to go. I rather make sure you're ok!" I insisted with worry in my voice.
"I'm sure! Just go! Tell me how stupid the other idiots are when they're drunk when you get home!" she managed to make me laugh.
"Alrighty! Promise that you will call me if you need anything, especially cuddles!"
"I will! love you, Ni!"
"Love you too, babe, see you tonight!" I blew her a kiss.
I puked three times at work today; I couldn't even finish a surgery before I had to run to the loo. I kinda knew about the cause of all the puking, but I didn't wanna tell Niall before I made sure. On my way home, I went to the pharmacy to buy some pregnancy test sticks. When I got home, I was too tired to drag myself to the bathroom to test it. Niall's phone call woke me up from my nap. After we hung up, I thought it was time to find out. No doubt, I was pregnant again. My goodness, Niall and I were baby-making machine! I was super excited but also super scared; I was not gonna let anything happen to myself again and lose our little baby.
After an hour of trying to distract myself with telly and cooking dinner, I still couldn't stop myself from smiling about the excitement; I had to tell Niall RIGHT NOW. So I called him, but he didn't answer. I called two more times and still the same. I was worried, so I called Liam; he didn't answer neither. Maybe they were too drunk or the music was too loud at the pub. My last chance was to drive to the pub myself. So I did. I walked into the pub and Nialler saw me immediately; it was if he knew I was coming. Before I could reach him, a stranger pulled me to him and started dancing with me and exploring my body.
It has only been one hour and I was a little drunk already. Five shots of vodka and three glasses of beer- my vision was getting blurry. I ordered another bottle of beer and turned about to find Tommo. As I turned around, my blurry vision caught the sight of Casey; I could still tell the outline of my wife with my bad eye sight. What was she doing here? I was walking towards her when some random guy started grinding on her and putting his hands all over my girl. I was raging; I walked over and pulled Casey behind me and yelled at him, "let go of my woman, and fuck off!"
"Hey Niall it's ok!" her little voice calming me down and patting on my back.
"No! he needs to know to never mess around with my girl!" I snapped at her. Subconscientiously I knew I shouldn't yelled at her, but I was too drunk to care.
"Nialler let's go home! You'r drunk!" she started to pull me towards the exit.
"I'm not going anywhere until this guy pay for what he did!" I snapped again. Before I threw a punch, a pair of lips crushed onto mine. I thought it was my princess, and we were making out right on the spot. It was too late when I realized the perfume smell was not Casey. I quickly pulled away and saw a stripper grinding on me. Fuck what did I do? Where's Casey? The next thing I knew, I was waking up on my own sofa at home.
"Nialler let's go home! You're drunk!" I yelled through the loud music and pulled Niall with me towards the exit. Suddenly, a stripper knocked me off to the floor and spinned Niall around then crushed her lips onto his. They started to eat each other's face off. I sat on the floor, heartbroken, for five seconds before someone pulled me up and hugged me and took me out of the bar. I was too broken to care who it was, then a voice introduced himself.
"Hey Casey! Casey! It's Luke! It's ok now, I'm gonna drive you home now!"
It was Luke... I didn't know he would be here.
When we got home, I sprinted out of Luke's car and ran straight to the bathroom in our bedroom. I locked myself in there while Luke called from behind. I was crying my eyes out; Luke was banging on the door begging me to open it. I couldn't believe what I saw; I couldn't believe Niall broke his promise of never breaking my heart. I knew I couldn't trust someone as famous as him, but I still fell for him. How could I blame him when I was the stupid one to believe him?