I step out of the bathroom everyone waiting for me. "Well am I going to be an uncle" Is Niall's words.

I nod my head and then the feeling sinks in I begin sobbing. "Hey, hey. Lets sit you down." El rushes to my aid, her and the rest of the boys and Cherly trying to sooth me, on the verge of a panic attack.

"Sorry." I breathe heavily. "Bella I need you to breathe" Cheryl encourages. I try to clam myself. "Here." I take the water from someone and guzzle it.

"Thanks." My tears slowly subside.


After a few minutes I am ok. Still in shock but ok.


I join Niall down stairs in the lobby waiting for his new phone. "Doing any better?" He asks, "Still processing." We sit on some couches eating a croissant.

"So it must be hard to tell Will, especially if he was a shit boyfriend." I just nod my head at his assumption.

"It is his?" I look up at him unsure. "That's totally none of my business." He takes a bite of croissant.


"Or Harry's" His eyes widen. "What, when?"

"In Ireland." He looks perplexed. " Our last night at the club."

"Is that where you guys disappeared too." I nod my head.

"Well the good think is they were potentially conceived in a great country." He makes me laugh.

"Yea but Harry and I hardly have spoken since then. "

"Yea that may go in the con column."

"Your going to be a great mother Bella, no matter who the father is." He genuinely ensures me.

"Thanks Niall."

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I return to the tour bus wanting to go in the lounge area. But he is there.

"Bella I tried to call you, what happened are you ok?" He stands up immediately. "Yea I just wasn't feeling well."

"Are you ok now?" He ask so sincerely. "Ahh yep." I lie.

"ok well if you need me." He goes to walk away but I take his arm. Then I embrace him in a hug. "You ok Bells?" I nod my head against his chest.

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