4 Days Later

Jana’s POV
I was getting closer and closer to the due date, and God I was so happy! This baby is killing me. My back aches twenty-four/seven and my feet hurt and I just feel shitty all the time. Despite my horrible feelings, I was a little happy.

Niall and I were going to dinner to night, a little date, and I was looking forward to spending time with him since he’s been suck up Tori’s butt for the past week or so. Don’t get me wrong, I’m glad he cares about his daughter, but he’s got a wife too!

I have probably saw Niall’s face seven times since we got home the other night. I might its okay to be alone at times, but yet I have to take care of his other kid. When this happens to Tori, Niall basically puts me and Taylor out on the curb and makes us fend for ourselves.

But he’s a Mommy’s boy anyways, so that’s good for me. At the moment, Taylor was sleeping in his room, thank God, and I was sitting downstairs just watching TV. I heard my phone beep so I picked it up from its spot beside me on the couch.

My eyes widened as I saw who it was. But yet, I was more shocked than confused. Why the Hell is he texting me at all? I only have his number for a very, very, very high risk emergency. And its not even worth mentioning. But yet, I open the message and read it. Shocking myself.

Michael: Hey Jana. I was wondering if you were free tonight. I was going to see if I can talk to you and Niall. Check up on things and let you meet some one. But if you don’t want to, its fine.

I heard footsteps just as I was able to think of replying. I looked over my shoulder and I was more shocked than when I read this message. It was Niall coming down the stairs, alone! ‘’hey, stranger.’’ I smile as he looks at me once he’s down the stairs.

‘’Hey baby.’’ He laughs lightly as he joins me on the couch, sliding his arm around my shoulders and getting close to me. ‘’Are you okay?’’ I ask, confused at this sudden appearance of his. ‘’Yeah, why you ask?’’ he says, acting like it was nothing at all.

‘’Well, for one.. you’re usually with Tori.. and two.. you’re alone.’’ I say and he just shrugs with a smile on his face. ‘’She’s asleep, and I thought I’d come down here with you for a while. And plus, I’ve watched Nemo for the twelfth and last time this week.’’ He sighs and I smile.

‘’With every wonderful thing, comes the perks.’’ I say and he just sighs with a light laugh leaving his amazing lips. “So, um.. I got a message from someone.’’ I mumble lightly. ‘’Really? Who?’’ He says curiously.

I look over at him to see he was staring at me anyways, the perks of being with him. His eyes were steady set on mine as I sighed, not daring myself to look away. I loved looking at him while we talked, it made me feel better.

‘’Someone.. we don’t.. talk to.. much.’’ I mumble under my breath. ‘’Your.. mom?’’ He raises his eyebrows. ‘’No.. possibly worse than that.’’ I sigh. ‘’Who?’’ Niall’s face showed confusion as he quickly furrowed his eyebrows, quite surprised he was wrong.

‘’Um.. you know.’’ I shrug lightly. ‘’No, I don’t… that’s why I asked.’’ He smiles lightly. ‘’Niall.. its.. um.. it was from.. Michael.’’ I say the name like it was a sin, because in this relationship.. it was. ‘’Oh.’’ Niall sighs as he looks away from me.

‘’Ni..’’ I mumble, hoping he wasn’t mad or anything like that. ‘’What’d he want?’’ Niall says lightly as his eyes stare at the floor. ‘’He um.. wanted to know if we were.. busy tonight.’’ I tell him. ‘’We?’’ Niall scoffs, rolling his eyes lightly.

‘’Yeah, we.’’ I say. Hoping for the best reply, but expecting the worse. ‘’Why?’’ He asks. ‘’He said he wanted to talk.. and he wanted us to meet someone.’’ I tell him what the message implied. ‘’What, he’s banged up another girl.. got him a kid already?’’ Niall says flatly.

Michael never done anything to Niall. Niall only hates him because of my past, and because he didn’t care. Well damn it, I’m sick of Niall being a little brat about that shit. Its my past, and besides, he shouldn’t even worry about it.

‘’Stop.’’ ‘’Its probably true.’’ He shrugs lightly as he moves his arm from around me. ‘’Niall, please.’’ I sigh as I grab his wrist, trying to pull him back down but he was too strong and obviously I wasn’t.

‘’Let me go.’’ He says, staring ahead and not even looking near my direction. ‘’Baby, please don’t be this way. I hate it when you’re like this.’’ I whine lightly. ‘’Jana.. let me go.’’ Niall’s voice showed little emotion. And the emotion it was showing wasn’t love, or care, or anything like that. It sounded pissed. Because in reality, he was pissed.

But, out of his request and my wanting to not have an arugment today, I let his wrist go and he walks off, no other words, nothing at all. Well, as for me, I reply to that message. And Niall might be pissed, but I don't care.

Me: Yeah, we're free.

Notes

✴The bed's gettin' cold and you're not here, the future that we hold is so unclear✴

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--B