Clueless | a Niall Horan fanfiction

Chapter 21

January 2016

My baby girl was born on January the 7. And it fucking hurt. Her name was Martina and she was healthy baby. I was still hurt that Niall didn't answer me. But when my baby girl came to the world I was the happiest person alive. She was my light and she saved me.

I cried maybe once a week because of Niall. I still really loved him. I couldn't get over him, especially now when I have his baby. But because he didn't care, nobod could know. I didn't tell anyone exept Josephine who was the father.

I was happy. Martina was my happiness. And I had still loved Niall, but I got along with him gone. But Martina always reminded me of Niall. She had exactly the same blue eyes and light brown hair. Every time I looked at her I saw Niall and it hurt a little.

Josephine had returned from Ireland 3 months before I gave birth to Martina and she was at my apartament almost every day. We watched movies together when Martina was asleep and talked a lot. She tried not to mention Niall because she new I was hurt.

My life went forward like this, I was happy because of Martina, but I was like a ghost. I had no color on my cheeks and my energy disappeared. I read a lot, because books gave me support.

July 2016- Niall's P.O.V.

We were on our break for 6months now and all I could think about was Laura. But how do I get in touch with her? And even if I could get in touch with her she wouldn't talk to me or she had already forgotten about me. But I loved her.

When I came home that April I couldn't stop thinking about her. She sent me a message if I had come home safe. Right after that we had a meeting at the Modest! Managment and they took my phone and changed my number. I couldn't do anything about it, it was a part of the contract. After that we went on tour, and recorded an album. I did all to get in touch with her, I asked them to search for her, fpr her number. But managment didn't want to do anything. They said ot was bad for my publicity, an ordinary girl from somewhere in France. But I loved her.

All the songs I had written for our album Made in the a.m. I was thinking about her. Every song I sang. And I knew that six months after our announcement of the break my contract would have timed out and I could search for her. I could go back to France. They blocked all my touches with dettectives and stuff, if I would do something the would have destroyed me with the media.

I fell asleep every morning with her in my mind, my arms around her. But that was all just a dream.

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One day Harry called me very nurveous. I didn't expect his call, especially since he was busy with shooting the movie. He was also in France.

"Hey mate, I have bad and good news for you." He said and my heart sank, "I was looking through my direct messages today, just out of curiosity, and I saw some messages on Twitter and Instagram. Please sit down, lad." He said very quickly and my heart started racing. I gupled. It's Laura.

"Some girl named Laura sent me a message she needed to contact you immediately, like 15 months ago, I assume you met her on your trip to France.." He started chirping and I became very nurvous.

"Harry, start talking now!" I screamed and he gasped loudly.

"The thing is Niall, she wrote she is pregnant. Like now she is not pregnant obviously, but I think you got a child, Niall." He whispered and my eyes went black.