niam one shots

missed

   "i don't know, zayn," niall almost whimpered, holding a hand over his incredibly swollen stomach. "liam hasn't been here for me as much as usual. i know, he's on tour and everything, but does that give him an excuse not to come home and see his pregnant boyfriend? i don't think so."

   liam had been on tour for three months out of a nine month tour, and niall was missing him dearly. normally, he would have been home to see niall at least twice by now, but nothing has happen. harry and louis, his bandmates, have called several times to apologize on liam's behalf, but niall was feeling as if they had found it manditory to do.

   "you know he's busy, ni. he'll be home tonight. you know that. i bet he'll be right here when you pop, too," zayn teased.

   "you keep on believing that, zayn. the media still doesn't know about us yet. they think he's with sophia. he'll probably spend the night in the hotel with her.'' niall almost sobbed at the realization that maybe his boyfriend wouldn't be there when their kids are born.

   "he will, ni. he'll be there even if i have to break past security and drag him to your flat myself," zayn said boldly. niall didn't really have any way to respond to that, because he knew that zayn probably wasn't bluffing. he would drag liam back to niall, even if it meant he would end up in a jail cell for the night.

   "can you stay with me tonight, zaynie? i've got bad feelings about tonight.'' niall bit his lip.

   "of course, ni. but you'll see. liam will come home."

-

   niall was correct to have bad feelings about that night. as soon as he stepped into the elevator (niall couldn't walk up the stairs anymore-having triplets took a toll on his back and feet), his water broke.

   "shit, zayn." was all niall said.

   " 've got it," zayn replied, shoving his way back through the doors before they closed completely. "can you walk?" when niall shook his head, zayn swooped him up into his arms and kicked the front door of the complex open. zayn had parked his car closest to the building, so he practically threw niall into the passenger seat and sprinted around the car. 

   zayn sped to the hospital, listening only to niall's labored breathing beside him. "did you text liam?" zayn asked quietly, only loud enough to be heard over niall's breath.

   "no," he panted. "li's in a concert right now. he won't be done till almost midnight. no use, really. just get me to the hospital so i can get these damn things out of me!"

   zayn made a mental note to text liam as soon as they got to the hospital. whether he was in a concert or not, he didn't really deserve to miss his children's birth. 

   zayn stole the closest wheelchair he found, setting niall down into it and pushing him into the emergency unit. "niall horan, nineteen, going into labor. probably needs a c-section,'' he told the lady at the desk.

  "i'll take him back. you the daddy?" zayn shook his head.

   "daddy isn't here."

   "would you still like to come into surgery with him? i'd imagine he needs someone there with him, seeing he'll be awake the entire time," the nurse pointed out.

   "yeah, i'll come with him." as zayn followed the nurse down the hall, he sent a quick text to liam. 

   hey, jackass. your boyfriend has gone into labor, and you aren't here.

   zayn knew that niall might forgive him for not being here, but he never would.

-

   three hours later, niall was wheeled out of the OR and into the maternity unit, all three of his kids safely delivered. a boy, a girl, and then another boy. "he never made it, did he?" niall asked quietly. zayn, who stood beside him, shook his head angrily.

   niall broke down into sobs.

.-.

   this didn't go exactly as you asked, but i still hope you enjoy it!

   um... if you guys still have prompts, leave them on the prompt chapter? i hope to have all of these done by the end of the day, and hopefully a chapter of spiderman up :D

  so yeah

  [stressed and depressed]

(1/06/14)