Eleven - But it's your baby.

It had been three months since Zayn asked Niall to be his boyfriend and Niall said yes. Niall was more depressed than happy during these months. He had a feeling that Zayn felt the same way like he had for him, but the haunting thoughts of Zayn leaving him one day for someone better, or when Zayn would get bored of him was still stuck in the back of his mind, refusing to go away and the thoughts just sit there, coming out in the most happiest times of his life to just brutally ruin it. Zayn hasn't seen it, seen the confusion and pain that Niall was going through every single day, maybe he did but he was just that much of a selfish human to ask Niall how he was feeling, he only cared about getting what he wants: revenge.

Zayn smiled as he turned the corner to make his way to his boyfriend who was taking out his History textbook alone in the hallways, Niall must be late to class again. "So how are you?" Harry asked, flashing the blonde a charming smile and Zayn stopped in his tracks, glaring at the other boy. Niall rolled his eyes, playfully beating Harry. "You picked me up from home and made me late to school, How I am? Fucking peachy, Haz." The younger but taller guy laughed, leaning in to kiss the blonde's cheek as his way of saying sorry. Zayn almost lost his shit then, walking towards them and pulling the blonde towards him into a kiss, not missing out the glare that the other boy was giving him. "Hey babe." He bit his lips, remembering last weekend when Niall finally decided to give in to him, god, how he wished to do that again. Watching the blonde writhing underneath him as he slammed down into that soft bundle of nerve in him, watching the pure bliss-out face of his boyfriend. He was pretty sure they had forgotten to use a condom too, but the both of them were un-prepared for whatever was happening that night, well Niall wasn't but Zayn might or might not have planned it.

The blonde smiled up at Zayn, completely oblivious to Harry who was storming away from the scene that was breaking his heart in pieces. Zayn just smirked, asking the other boy to follow him to the library and Niall complied, following Zayn to the other side of the campus. When they arrived, Zayn had completely changed his personality, turning stone cold and pulling the shorter boy to other side of the large room. "Look, I don't know how else to say this but. . . we're over." Zayn whispered lowly, feeling the disgust for himself building in him as he watched the blonde's eyes fill with tears, he nearly regretted it. He remembered Liam's and Andy's warning for him not to break the poor blonde and that he might regret it when he does. And that Zayn might be regretting it as he watched the tears fall down the crack of Niall's weak and dull blue eyes that had lost their light from the depression and the stress he was feeling.

Niall wasn't surprised, really. He expected this would happen, he knew this would happen before he even started dating the other guy but now he have a growing problem that he had just found out that morning, he was going to talk to Zayn about it and that's what hurts more, how he just break it so openly in front of the other boy like everything they had never meant anything. The blonde held his small tummy in his right hand, looking up at the other boy who was just standing there, emotionless. "This. . . meant nothing to you, does it? I knew it, but I was just so stupid and now I'm. . ." Niall trailed off, shaking his head as he continue to look at Zayn for a sign of help. "Why would you do this to me? I - " Niall can't finish his sentence as he wipe at his tears. "Find a ride home." Zayn snarled, walking away from the crying blonde, leaving him to weep in the corner of the room.

"But . . . I'm pregnant with your baby." Niall whimpered, cradling his baby bump close to him. That was then he remembered, that he was going to do anything he can to take care of the soul that ha now had inside of him, with or without the help of Zayn.

Niall sighed when he arrived home, crashing into his bed and letting the thoughts of that day pass through his mind. He stared into the mirror that was on the wall beside his bed. The sleeping blonde in the mirror changed into an unfocused image, the figure standing up and whispering small 'I told you so's and Niall ended up crying again, shaking his head and smashing his phone on the mirror. The glasses shattered to the floor and Niall shook as he stand up on his knees, breaking and throwing everything he found in his room in loud cries and whimpers. Five minutes later, Louis had ran into the room, stopping the blonde from stabbing at his hand with the shred of glass. He pulled his younger brother closer to him, letting the other sob and trash around in his arms until he calmed down. "Nialler?" Louis cooed, softly rubbing the hiccuping boy's back. "It just hurts too much." Niall sobs, the three other family members standing there with shock evident on their face from seeing the youngest member of their family trying to hurt himself.

"He b-broke up with me." Niall cried again, and Louis hold on his brother tightened, he knew it was coming sooner or later. He hated the boy that his little brother was dating. He just thought they loved each other, unfortunately he was wrong. "Please don't hurt him, Louis," Niall begged into the older man's chest, the constant crying settling down into small shakes. "He hurt you Niall! How can I not hurt that son of a motherfucker! I swear to got I am going to shred him piece by piece and cook him up with pork and mutton belly -

"I'm pregnant with his baby." Niall blurted out, head hanging low in shame. "I'm sorry." He whimpered, "I thought he loved me." That was all his took for Niall to burst into tears again, running out of the house and leaving the dumbfounded family members in the room.