Existance is Irrelevant {Stuck Between 2 Daddys Sequel}

Rylee here, soon to be Rylee Horan. I just got done with a pregnancy scare, a broken leg, and a fight with my stepmum. All in around 6 months. Cute, huh? Yeah, no. I'm not cute. I'm a bitch. Straight up. But I love my fiance to death, Niall Horan. Yes yes, One Direction's Niall Horan. Quit your fangirling, pick up your ovaries, and get to reading. I'm sure you wouldn't have the slightest idea what goes on until you've read what REALLY goes on.
*Don't read if you haven't read the original Stuck Between Two Daddys*


1. Poncho and Pregnancy


  4 months have gone by, spick and spam. Everything is amazing. I have been hanging with Niall's mum a lot lately. My house is re-done. I'm able to walk now. Everything is just perfect.  But now since I have said that, everything will once again, turn to a pile of cow shit.      Wonderful.     If you don't know what happened 4 months ago, let's have a recap, shall we?      I couldn't get up from my surgery. Harry came. Comforted me. We fell asleep on my bed. Niall came. Freaked out. Left. Brought my car back. Perfect. We fell back in love. Harry left. And now we are here after 4 long damn months of wedding plans.      Harry and I are cool. I was afraid we wouldn't talk after what happened with Niall, but if he's hurt, he's hiding it quite well. He's been dating a girl from Australia lately, the past 2 months actually. Her name is Simone. I haven't had the time to talk to her though, been busy with this damn wedding shit.      Okay, it's just a ceremony. Do peacocks REALLY have to walk down the isle with me?! I love Maura, really, but she really wants this to be over the top.     People Magazine and E! have been asking questions non-fucking stop. When it's going to happen, who's all going to be there, what my dress looks like.     Here's something you can put in your magazines and news, quote me also, please.     STICK IT UP YOUR FUCKING ASS! YOU ARE NOT INVITED! NEITHER IS YOUR LITTLE CAMERA CREWS OR YOUR LITTLE RECORDING DEVICES! THIS IS MY FUCKING DAY! WITH MY FUCKING MAN! WHO IN FACT, I WILL BE FUCKING ON THE VIRGIN ISLANDS! PUN IN-FUCKING-TENDED! SO GET OFF MY FUCKING LAWN BEFORE I BEAT YOU WITH A STICK!      You got all that? Good. But really, get off my lawn. I paid $3.50 every square feet. Thanks.     Anyway. Now that all of that is re-capped, I must tell you the new drama.     Oh yes.     New drama.     Ready for this?     No?     Too bad.     Liam knocked up Eleanor.      Didn't see that one coming, did ya?     Oh, you did?     Sorry.     But I got something you didn't see coming...     Ready for this?     Yes?     Okay...     Zayn is engaged.     WHAT THE FUCK?     No.     I lied.     That's really the only drama going on right now.     I mean, Liam and Danielle did get back together and Eleanor is going to keep the baby, but we'll get to that much later. No time for that this moment.     I am not pregnant. Niall and I decided we will not be trying for a baby until after the wedding and after his career slows down a little. I mean, he just won 3 VMAs and is rumored to be nominated for a Grammy. Neither of us will have time for a baby.     We got a dog though.     His name is Poncho. He's a boston terrior. He's my baby.      I love him more than Niall.     Shhh.     Lauranne & Maggie will be moving back in with me soon, before the wedding. Dad & my stepmum broke up, again. Shock huh? Left him for a RICHER man. Like God damn woman. She's so loose I'm surprised it still works. Dad won't be moving in with me though.  Don't know where he'll stay.     Right now, I am sitting on my sofa watching my boy play with my baby. Niall playing with Poncho. I'm in complete relaxation.      For now.
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