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When the Leaves Begin to Fall

07. The Only Safe Place

Breakfast the next morning was interesting. Theo wasn’t exactly what you would call a clean eater, but he had never been so messy before.

Apparently he doesn’t like oatmeal because as soon as he tasted it, he spit it right back out and began playing with it. He actually got it on his hands and put it on Aunt Denise’s face. All over it.
While she was laughing and trying to get him to quit, he started throwing it at me.

We were laughing so hard that we woke Niall up, but then again, he was just in the living room sleeping on the couch.

He came in and actually slipped on a place where Theo had thrown oatmeal in the floor. At that point, we were about to pass out because we were laughing so hard, and Theo just couldn’t stand it. He was laughing at all of us like crazy, so when Greg walked in after getting ready for work, it was the perfect Kodak moment. We were all covered in oatmeal while Theo just grinned up at him.

“Welcome to the Horan family,” Greg teased me as he came and actually messed up my hair.
“This is what you get.”

I didn’t know what he was implying, and Niall looked rather awkward himself. Nonetheless, I laughed a little and nodded. “Loads of fun? Sounds good to me.”

Denise actually grinned while Greg kissed the only part of her face not covered in oatmeal. “I’ll see you when you get home, love.”

He nodded and hit his fist against Niall’s. “So how long are you gonna be in town, bro?”

Niall shrugged. “You know, I’m not really sure. At least a couple of weeks.”

Denise smiled sheepishly. “I’m sorry we don’t have any beds for you.”

“It’s alright,” he assured her for probably the twentieth time, and he was laughing as he did. “The couch is plenty comfortable. I’m just happy to be here with family.”

“We could take turns,” I offered.

Niall shook his head. “No, ma’am. That wouldn’t be right. Like I said, it’s plenty comfortable.”

“Listen, guys, before I forget, do you mind watching Theo today?” Denise asked, her face twisted into a wince. “I have a client who wants me to take them to look at a house today, and I wanted to wait, but I might lose him if I do.”

“No, of course not,” I said, giving her a tiny smile. “Isn’t that what I’m here for?”

She pressed her lips together for a moment before shrugging. “I guess if you wanna look at it that way. Thank you so much, though.” She came over and kissed my cheek, something I couldn’t help but scrunch my nose at. “I’m gonna go shower and get cleaned up. Thank you, guys. Really.”

Greg laughed while she scurried away, looking at Niall with a mouth full of cereal. “Have you gone to see Dad yet?”

“Not yet,” he said. “I was thinking about doing that today, maybe.”

“If you do, you should take Theo with you,” Greg suggested. “Dad’s crazy about him.”

“Well what’s not to love?” Niall asked, laughing when Theo began giggling beside him. “Yes, you silly boy. We’re talking about you.”

Greg smiled at me before drinking the milk from his bowl. “You can meet our old man. Crazy son of a bitch, but he’s a great man. I think he’s at work right now, but Aiofeis probably there. She definitely won’t mind, though you should probably call first.”

“We definitely will,” Niall agreed. “That sounds like a plan to me, if you’re up for it, Oli.”

I shrugged. “Sure, why not?”

Might as well meet the possible grandfather of my child, right?


Greg and Denise left for work. Denise was mumbling to herself how she had to clean the kitchen first thing when she got back, so the minute her car left the driveway, Niall and I had it done in ten minutes. Theo made a huge mess with the oatmeal, but Niall had that cleaned up quickly while I loaded the dishwasher. Like I said, ten minutes, we were done.

Theo was a mess himself, so the two of us actually worked together to try and figure out how to give him a bath. It seemed like an easy task, but with Theo, it really wasn’t. He would splash around, try and get you as wet as he possibly could . . . .

Niall was laughing. “I guess he’s taking full advantage of the use of his arms.”

And he certainly lived up to that. Once we got him all cleaned up, he began hitting his hands against my chest. Being seven weeks pregnant, that put my boobs in an already sore state, so to have him hit them—yes, I know he’s a baby, but still!—actually hurt enough that I gasped.

Niall’s eyes were wide. “Are you alright?”

I nodded and sheepishly smiled at him. “My boobs are sensitive.”

To my total surprise, he smirked at me. “Oh, I know.”

Like he knew it would, that made me blush a little, and while he laughed, I carefully handed over a wet Theo and began fidgeting my toes a bit. “I’m gonna go change into some dry clothes. Let me know when you have him dried off, and I’ll come get him so that you can change.”

“Sounds like a plan,” he agreed, and he began making the cutest faces at Theo. “Who’s a little monster? Huh? Who is?”

When I closed the bathroom door behind myself, I felt a rush of emotions hit me like a tidal wave. It wasn’t just the pregnancy either, though it certainly made the wave that much stronger.
Nonetheless, I was smiling as I very slowly slid down to the floor. My face was hot, and my stomach hurt a bit, but I was happy.

Niall would make a wonderful father. Despite the fact he was really busy and the baby might be inconvenient timing, he would make a splendid dad one day.

Theo fell asleep after his bath, so we didn’t go to Niall’s dad’s house immediately after. Niall called Aiofe and made sure it would be alright to come over once he woke up, and she more than happily said she couldn’t wait for us to be over.

So, Niall went and talked to Harry. I just got on the computer and began looking up things I needed to know for my pregnancy. Mom had already gotten me started on my vitamins I needed to be taking while pregnant, and she already gave me a list of symptoms I should be expecting week-by-week. Then there was the list of bad things to watch out for that she gave me, but so far—though, admittedly, I wasn’t far in—everything was going as it should.

My baby was currently the size of a blueberry. According to everything I was looking up, it wasn’t normal to have already accepted the fact that I was pregnant, but I accepted it and thought of it as a way to start life anew. Things wouldn’t be the same after rape. That much was drilled into my brain by everyone who my parents sent me to talk to—psychiatrists, doctors, police officers, etc. So, this was a way to adjust to things changing. It was another change I could happily accept. It was the way that change could be a positive thing, not a negative thing.

I just really hoped it was Niall’s and wouldn’t end up looking like Mikey. I would love it, nonetheless, but one day, I would have to tell the baby the story of its daddy, and I didn’t want it to be a bad one.

I kind of wanted it to know its daddy, but there was only one way that was happening.

Anyways, he surprised me when he came in the living room and jumped onto the couch beside me, but I had enough time to change the tab to Twitter.

I had it pulled up in case he came in here.

He leaned over to look at something, and when he saw whatever he was looking for, he began typing something onto his phone. I didn’t know what it was, but I got an alert.

Niall Horan is now following you.


Huh.

I didn’t pay much attention to him for a minute and instead began scrolling down through some of the things on Twitter. Most tweets, I didn’t really pay much thought to, but when I saw some tweets with me tagged in them, it caught my eye.

Just the hateful trash I got from school, but still . . . .

Carly’s tweet: Hmm. Wonder what happened to @OlioK. Probably off being a #SKANK somewhere else!

Trixie’s tweet: School’s much better now that all that whore isn’t floating in the air. Thanks, @OlioK. Things are much better now. :)

Kiki’s tweet: Just living it up! Thankful to not have to deal with the dramatic, whiny little WHORE anymore! Thanks for ridding our school of your #skank, @OlioK! :)

Jasmine’s tweet: Can’t believe the Whore ‘Til Caught tried to get my wonderful and sweet boyfriend in prison! Well joke’s on you! He’s riding me now, but I’ll PROUDLY admit that! #hatelyingwhores

I couldn’t stop the tear from rolling down my cheek, and Niall noticed. He looked to the screen to see what it was that made this happen, and when he saw it, he looked pissed.

“What the hell?” he asked. “Why are they saying these things? Who are these people?”

It took a lot to swallow without having to shudder, but I managed and took a deep breath. “The friends from my party.”

His mouth fell open slightly, his eyes seeming to water a bit when he looked back to me. “I-I’m so sorry, Oli. Why are they attacking you like this?”

“When Mikey raped me, my family came in while he was trying to clean up the evidence,” I whispered, and I began chewing on my bottom lip a bit. “He tried to play it off like we were getting caught messing around, but I told them the truth. Of course my dad believed me over him, and my sisters held him down while the cops arrived. He was arrested, they did a rape kit, all the things of that nature. When we went to court, there wasn’t enough evidence to prove it wasn’t consensual, so he got to walk free. All my so called friends testified against me in court, said all kinds of mean things about me to make it sound like I just made it all up.” Now, I began crying almost uncontrollably. “The only person who stuck by me was Kayti. Everyone else just disappeared. They thought I was a lying whore who almost got Mikey put in prison for having sex with me, and that’s why I had to get away. The last day of school, they put all kinds of mean notes in my locker, and they vandalized all of my stuff. I literally had a breakdown, and honestly, Kayti did, too.”

“Why didn’t we know about any of this?” Niall whispered, and I was surprised when he very gently cradled my face in his hands. With his soft thumbs, he rubbed the tears away from my eyes, and what I saw was a bunch of tears in his own eyes. “Kayti didn’t tell us.”

“She didn’t think it was her place to,” I mumbled, and I actually had to look away from his beautiful cyan eyes to talk. “She thought I should be the one to do it . . . .”

“Because of me,” he said.

I nodded. “I think so.”

“Well, I guess I’d rather hear it from you,” he admitted in a very low voice, and I heard him shudder a breath in before my face was carefully pressed into his shoulder. He was hugging me, and honestly, I needed a hug from him so badly that I just broke down in his arms.

I guess I never really had a time to break down. Everything was all, “Fix this! Get her tested! Make sure she doesn’t have an STD! Get her emotions fixed!” I never had time to really express all the hurt because it’s awkward talking to therapists. They don’t know me, and I don’t know them. Why should I tell them my inner feelings and secrets?

Niall knew me, sort of. I knew him, sort of. We lost our virginity to each other, and it was the best night of my life. He had a part of me no one else could ever have, and I had a part of him.

No one else would ever be the first.

Even still, I still felt safer in his arms, and when I was in them like this, I knew beyond a shadow of a doubt that everything was going to be amazing one day. Niall would protect me and keep me safe from the real horrors of the world.

He would protect my—possibly our—child as well. With Niall, everything would be amazing.
This baby would have the best life possible, but only with Niall. No one else could love and care for it the way he did.

So how do I tell him he possibly has a child?

Notes

The lyrics are from The Only Exception by Paramore. Probably my favorite band of all time. <3

Anyways, here's another chapter for you guys! Hope you enjoy. :)

Comments

TO THE READERS!
I thought I would inform you as the sister of the author that this story will be on hold for a long time as she just gave birth to a little baby boy a little over 2 months ago and is busy being a full-time mom. Sorry and I hope everyone can understand!

xXFluffy_GruXx xXFluffy_GruXx
6/22/16

It's not nice to not update for two months!

xXFluffy_GruXx xXFluffy_GruXx
11/17/14

love it please update more!

@BritineylovesHarry
I actually decided to keep them both. :) I'm gonna see how it goes, but I will definitely be leaving this one up. :)

CaptainHawkeye CaptainHawkeye
7/31/14

Omg keep this one not his princess I just love this one and it's now my number four favorite fan fic under One Directions Property and The Voice and The Tour