The Fighter (Ziall Horlik)AU M-preg

Chapter 29

My phone started ringing in my hand just before I got the car keys. I looked down and saw it was Mark calling me. He hadn't spoke to me since the press conference so I didn't know what he was possibly wanting. I disappointed him and kind of pissed him off, I don't think I want to hear what he has to say. I took a few deep breaths and decided that I should answer incase he needed something.

"Zayn, is it fine if I came over? I need to talk to you about something that's been happening in the world of boxing since you quit." He told me the second I answered. I thought about the fact I had a naked pregnant Niall in bed that needed food, then realized I could use this to my advantage.

"You can only come over if you stop at the store first and find chocolate cheese cake and some vanilla bean ice cream. Niall's pregnant so..." I trailed off awkwardly, hoping I wasn't asked too much from a man that I hadn't talked to. Mark laughed and said he could to that for me before hanging up.

I sat in the kitchen for fifteen minutes drinking some tea I had made before Mark showed up. He let himself in with the spare key I had given him. The burly man walked into my kitchen with three grocery bags full of exactly what Niall wanted.

"I figured the poor kid is still on bed rest and needs more than just one so I think this should do. Plus, he's too skinny." Mark told me with a light smile. I put the four cartons of ice cream in the freezer then put the four cheese cakes in the refrigerator that was looking kind of empty. I knew that with whatever tips I made tonight that was what I would be buying groceries with. I just hope I'm still good at flirting so I can get food for my fiancé and unborn child. I can't even believe he's my fiancé.

"Thanks for this. So what's going on in boxing that was so important for you to come over?" I asked him with a small amount of sass even though he knew I was really happy to see him. He pat my shoulder and I felt like there were no hard feelings from last time. We both sat down with fresh cups of tea while he used my laptop to look for something. When he found it he turned it towards me, but the numbers and words on the screen didn't seem right at all.

"Wait, there's a five hundred thousand dollar purse for a fight that I'm not doing against Liam Payne? That's ridiculous." I asked Mark, feeling a little conflicted to why I had this urge in my stomach to hit the boxing gym. Mark looked at me seriously and placed his and on my knee.

"This is the highest purse in boxing history for a fight that one side hasn't even committed to. People are placing money in for this fight because they want you in the same ring as Payne. The price has been going up everyday since you told me you were done boxing. Liam Payne already confirmed he was in this fight, but I didn't mention it to you because you said you were done." Mark said. I looked back at the website and the dollar amount on one single fight, but then I looked on the refrigerator and saw the last sonogram of my baby hanging on there.

"Well I guess the price will keep going up until someone else fights him because I'm not a boxer anymore." I said firmly. That only caused Mark to roll his eyes and me and slam the laptop shut. I jumped at his sudden burst of anger, but he didn't care before he was standing up and looking at me with a look of pure frustration.

"I saw how you looked at that. You looked like your skin was itching to get gloves on and hit the gym. I see it in your eyes you want more than anything to use your fists just one more time. What will it take for you to know your kid getting a hole in its lung, that's now fixed for good, wasn't your fault? What will it take for you to stop feeling sorry for yourself that something out of you and Niall's control went wrong? You have no idea how lucky you are! You have everything that I could only now dream of having! I was married once with a baby on the way, but both of them died during the birth because my son had a birth defect none of the doctor's had caught and my wife lost too much blood. They could have fixed it, but I lost my whole world in one day. I wasn't blessed with a boxing talent, yet I loved the sport. You have everything in your hands and your throwing it away. The only way to help your healthy child and living boyfriend is to do this fight. Stop pretending you're not a fighter." Mark yelled at me, then stormed out of my house. All I did was stand there in shock of what I bad been told, but it all made sense in the worst way possible.

After thinking of what he had said, I decided that I wasn't going to make a decision now. I got Niall what he wanted before bringing it to our bedroom. He was still sound asleep, but as I looked at him I couldn't help but love him that much more because I still had him and my baby. I climbed into bed and just held him tightly, forcing myself not to make a decision about something I know I'll end up doing. Not right now with my heart broken for a man that became the closest thing to a father figure to me.

Niall woke up a few minutes later and gave me a lazy smile. He ate his chocolate cheese cake and ice cream like he was in heaven while I watched the telly with too many thoughts in my head to actually focus on what I was actually watching. The rest of the day was kind of like that. Niall would make up for the sleep he lost last night and I would hold him tighter than ever.

Night time rolled around and I got ready for work. Niall walked around a bit as he talked on the phone with his mum so he wouldn't get cramped up. I kissed him softly before leaving the house still feeling like my mind was needing to over think everything.

Somehow I got to the night club and went in the back way that employees go through. I head straight to the bar and told the other guy that was working to go home. People all saw me and recognized me and begin giving me huge tips and ordering tons of alcoholic beverages. I would mix them up and give them out, but the whole time I couldn't help but think of that phantom weight of boxing gloves on my hands.

A/N: as I've said before, I'm going to be busy this week, but I will try to update once a day!!! What is your favorite sea creature?!?!??! (I love puffer fish!) Comment / Vote!
- Bri;)