The Model & The Popstar (One Direction's Niall Horan Fanfic)

Chapter 8

The Model & The Popstar: Chapter 8

Ariana's POV:

It's been two weeks since... Ya know. All I've been doing is sitting here, like a fat ass, & eating non-stop. Did I mention puking? The only boy I've seen besides the ones on TV is Louis since he's always with Rory... Harry & Niall have tried talking to me but I just ignore them. I can't face Niall yet & I just don't want to see Harry period. I'm pulled from my thoughts as the door is being knocked on. I groan as I get up. I don't bother looking at who's at the door because it's probably just the pizza guy. Sadly...

It's not.

"Niall?" I choke out.

"Hi. I was just wondering if Louis was here." Niall starts to say slowly. I let out a sigh of relief but it is short lived. "& if we could talk?" He asks making me sigh. I have to talk to him sooner or later.. I let him in & go to the kitchen.

"Louis isn't here." I say as I grab a water bottle. I've learned once again that I puke like crazy when I have beer. I haven't had one in more than a week yet I still puke.

"I know." He says with a grin.

"Then why the hell are you here?!" I yell making him chuckle.

"I needed an excuse. Ariana, weather or not you like it, you know we have to talk sooner or later." He says sternly.

"I was hoping after I died." I mumble under my breath.

"What was that?" He says.

"Nothing." I say as I go sit on the couch. "God, I feel so damn fat." I think outloud. Niall chuckles at he as I give him death glares. "What the fuck you laughing at?" I ask.

"You're not fat at all Ari. You're as skinny as a twig." He says as I roll my eyes.

"Yeah right! Do you see all this damn food?! I have pizza on the way! Plus, I've had that all week. I'm suprised I'm not the fatest person alive yet." I say with a sigh as I grab some chips.

"Well you're not." He says as I sigh.

"Fuck." I say as I hold onto my stomach.

"You okay?" Niall asks as I nod my head.

"Yes, I'm fine. So what did you want again?" I ask as I get up to get some pain killers in the kitchen. "Because I feel like shit. I don't really feel like talking." I say as I dig the pills out & take three out & swallow them down.

"What do you mean?" He asks.

"I feel as if someone is kicking me in the gut almost all the time, I've been puking a lot yet I want to eat the whole damn world, why wouldn't I feel like shit?" I say as he sighs.

"When's the last time you had sex?" He asks making me choke on my water.

"Excuse me? That's a little personal. Besides, if you're saying that I could be pregnant, you're dead wrong. I take a shot every four months." I say.

"Uhh... Ariana? You're supposed to take the shot every three months." He says slowly as my eyes go wide.

"You're what?" I say as I feel my face go pale. "So your're saying that...."

"You could be pregnant." Niall says. I'm about to say something till I mean my insides about to explode as I run to the bathroom & puke my guts out. I can't be pregnant! I'm not ready for kids yet! Damnnit!

"Get me the pregnacy tests out of that top drawer." I say to Niall. "Rory got me them. She told me to try but I never did. I guess I'm doing it now." I say with a sigh as I push Niall out & pee on the thing I never thought I'd have to.

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"Why won't the damn tests hurry up?!" I yell as Niall massages my back.

"It's going to be okay Ari." He says.

"How Niall?! I could be fucking pregnant!!! Do you know how that's going to effect my carrer?! Not to mention the dad would have to be Harry!" I yell as I start crying. Niall turns me around & hugs me. I just hug onto him tighter as I sob into his shirt. "Thank you Niall." I say quietly.

"You're welcome Ariana." He says as he strokes me hair, making my sobs die down. We stay like that for I don't know how long till I get the courage to look at what could be my future. I turn around & look at the three tests in front of me.

Positive.

Positive.

Positive.

I stare at the three positives in my hand.

I'm pregnant.

In a way, I'm happy. Then I'm upset. I turn to Niall & hand him the tests. He looks them over & sighs.

"I'm reall-" He starts to say but I crush my lips to his. I really wish I would have done this sooner. I've missed Niall ever since I left & now know that I'm still in love with him. After he's done in shock he pulls me closer by the waist as I pull him closer by the neck. After a few seconds, we both pull apart & look at each other.

"I thought I was over you Niall but the last time I kissed you...." I start to say as I take a deep breath. "I realized I'm still in love with you." I say as his eyes go wide.

"You what?" He asks quietly.

"I love you Niall." I say looking deep into his eyes, looking for emotion but get nothing. We just sit there, holding onto each other, & stare into the other one's eyes. His lips start to curl up to a grin as he leans in & kisses me. I kiss back gladly & smile into the kiss. We pull apart with smiles on both our faces.

"I love you too Ariana." He says making me grin. My smile fades as I realize something.

"What am I going to do with dickface's baby? I refuse to give an abortion & I can't do this alone." I say as I stare into Niall's eyes. He chuckles at my comment about Harry & smiles.

"You won't have to." He says making me smile. "But I have a very important question for you." He says as I give a questioning look.

"Okay, what?" I say.

"Will you be my girlfriend?" He asks making his puppy dog face. I playfully roll my eyes & kiss the little rascal.

"Of course Niall." I say as we just hold onto each other in silence.

The good kind.

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A/N: End of chapter 8 :3

--Paige <3 xx