Remember Summer '09

Lea was your average 17 year old with her long blonde hair, which happened to be curly, and blue eye which have a slight tint of green in them. Lea absoloulty loves One Direction, and would do anything to meet them. Though, she doesn't remember that in summer '09 she was best mates with Liam Payne. What will happen when she gets tickets from her foster mom, Delia to see One Direction in concert? What happens when she meets them?
*Lea is played by Danielle, but imagine Danielle Blonde c:*


11. Notes & Pain

~*Niall's Point of View*~

    I hugged Lea tightly, almost crying from the news. We're having a baby boy. My own little baby boy! My own baby in general! I hadn't thought that I would have a baby at only 19 years old, but I am. I am having a baby. 

     My smile never left my face as I pulled away from the hug. Lea wiped my cheeks, her smiling mirroring my own. I put my rather large hands over her stomach, smiling wider as the baby kicks. My son. 

     "Congradulations, mate." Harry pat my back as more tears fled down my cheeks. I was the happiest man in the world, I couldn't be more happier than this moment. 

     I felt dainty arms wrap around me again, her stomach getting in the way. I smiled at my best mates, sniffling. 

     "I just can't believe I am a father. I thought Louis, I thought you'd be first -you and Eleanor have such a serious relationship." I sniffled, "Or-or you, Zayn. W-with the engagement." I wiped my tears again, then re-wrapping my arms around my girlfriend's body. 

     "I thought it'd be Liam." Zayn commented. I felt Lea stiffen, her breathing getting uneven. "He's coming over," Zayn added. 

     "I-I'm going to go buy diapers." Lea whispered, waddling away from me, giving me a quick peck on the lips before so. 

     As she walked out, I gave Zayn a death glare. I want her and Liam to be friends again, for them to have a tight bond. I want Liam to participate with the band again, but not come over to my home and scare away my girlfriend, the mother of my child. 

     "Sorry," Zayn squeaked out as I balled my fists. 

     "Better be," I muttered, groaning. 


~*Lea's Point of View*~

    I wiped my tears off my cheeks as I drove down the street. I'm just not ready to see Liam again, it's not the best time. I'm still pregnant, with four months to go. He shouldn't be around me at this time, or at all. He's the one that betrayed me, he left me while I was pregnant. Well, I am still am -but that isn't the point. It's my weakest of times. 

     I pilled onto the side of the road, grabbing a notepad out of the back of the vehicle. I sighed heavily, beginning to write to Liam:

     Liam, I am not sorry for not being there.... You should have known I wouldn't want to see you for a while, after all of this. It isn't because I don't love you, because though I am in a relationship with Niall, I still love you a little. You were my frist love, the first person I was in a relationship with. I will always love you, but I also needed to move on. You left me when it was a mistake. I was drunk off my arse, and that might not make up for cheating, but we were on a break. It should not have mattered if I did that, technically our relationship was going to fall apart -you hadn't probably had trust in me anyway -but that's not the matter. The matter is; You were a complete and utter dick, leaving me when I had no control over what I was doing. I would have let you be the father image for my son, Niall's and I son -but you lost that... You lost the privilege to have that, to have me -and if you're asking, no... I don't plan on talking to you for a while. You were beyond rude, and honestly, it doesn't faze me that you're hurt with this. If you wouldn't have been a complete and utter arse, I would have been with you still.

     My tears spilled on the pages as I cried, wiping the tears. Writing this letter was a lot harder than I thought it would. I sucked it up, beginning to continue writing: 

We could have been sitting on the couch, watching Desperate Housewives together, or at least doing something, though I am pregnant with another person's baby -but what's that matter to you? You'd only want me around if it was your baby, if it was your sperm that had consumed my son instead of Niall's. It's quite immature, though it was technically cheating. I don't even know why I am writing to you, Liam. All I know is; I hate your guts, but I still love you at the same time -and just because I write this, doesn't mean I want to date you, because I am 100% happy with Niall. He's stuck around me, he's been there, he's being mature like a father should be -maybe that's why he's the father of my child. Goodbye, Liam. I hope you have a good life, and remember; Stay golden.

     I bit my lip as I waddled up Liam's porch steps to set the letter, or note, inside the door. Liam had to be told, and even if this was harsh, rude or whatever it's called, he deserves to know how I feel about him, bad or not. 

     When I waddled back to my car, I broke down in tears. I can't do this anymore, I can't take the pain of missing Liam, loving Liam, loving Niall and dating Niall. It's too much, too much for a pregnant lady to handle. 

     I sped up in my car, driving faster than the speed limit limts. Tears were blurring my vision as I felt the vehicle spinning, and an impact coming in my side. I heard sirens before blackness took over my vision. 


~*Liam's Point of View*~

     I groaned in annoyance as I felt the punch that Niall at put on my face. He was fuming with me, and I don't blame him. I am rude, it was all wrong of me. I shouldn't even be alive, or be able to see her

     As I walked up to the door, I saw something sticking out of it. I grabbed it out of my hand, reading it over... twice. I couldn't believe what was written, what was said on the note.

     I sniffled and wiped the tears falling down my cheeks. I couldn't believe what she wrote. I hate your guts, but I love you at the same time. It made my heart hurt and swell in joy at the same time. 

     I continued to think about it as I got in my car, driving silently. I was so distracted I didn't see a car coming at me. I attempted to swerve away, only hitting the car worse in the process. I ran out of my car, no damage on me, which is highly surprising. 

     I gasped, my hands going to my mouth. I shook my head, no, no, no! I closed my eyes tightly, opening them to more amounts of tears coming out. I hit Lea's car! Her face was bloody, there were a few pieces of glass on her stomach, some going into it. Her arm was bent backwards, as her leg was twisted completely. 

     Dialing 911, I wipe my eyes again. I can't believe I hit Lea's car, Niall's going to kill me! I watch the ambulance come, pulling Lea out of her car. They look at me in disgust as they put her on the gernie. 

     "How did this happen?" I look to my side, seeing a nurse standing beside me. 

     "I-I hit her with my car. I-I didn't mean to!" I wipe my eyes again. 

     She nods, walking away back to the ambulance. I knew that she'd be disgusted. Lea's pregnant for God sakes! Niall's going to fucking kill me.


~*Niall's Point of View*~ 

    I began to think of Lea, thinking of where my girlfriend could be. She said she was getting diapers, but obviously she's not -Lea would have been back by now if it was diapers, right? 

     Harry handed me my ringing phone, a smirk playing on his lips. I rolled my eyes, I already knew what he was thinking, and it's not another lady. I'm not cheating on Lea, never would I ever. 

     "Hello?" I say into the phone. I really hope it's not a crazed fan, there's once in a while they get my number some how, and it's scary as fuck. 

     "Hello, are you Niall Horan?" The voice, I discover is a female, asks. I sigh. 

     "Yeah, it's him." 

     "Hello, I am calling in regards to Lea-Anne Steele. She has been admitted into the hospital two hours ago." 

     My heart drops, my breathing picking up. She can't be having him early, that's impossible at that age, right? 

     "W-What's wrong?" I ask, stuttering. 

     "Ms. Steele has been in a car crash, coming out with several injuries only to herself. The baby is fine, I assure you -but she has come out with a sprained arm and a broken leg. There was several gashes on her stomach."

     I let out noises, unable to say any words. Lea is hurt, she's been in a car crash... The only good part of the situation is that our son is fine. 

     "M-May I come see her." I ask, croaking on my words. 

     "Yes you may. She's in room 19N." I smile at her room number, being convient to me. 

     I hang up, turning toward Harry, Louis and Zayn. 

     "I'm going to the hospital, Lea got hit by a car. Our son is okay, but she may not be. She has several injuries." I hurry out, getting in my car. 

     I neeed to get to Lea, she needs me right now.


Author's Note: 

I'm so fucking mean, I know. I REALLY HOPE YOU LIKED IT THOUGH!! 

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