Forever Yours **Niam Horayne AU Mpreg**

Liam's POV

  WHY THE HELL ARE THEY HERE? MORE IMPORTANTLY, HOW IS NIALL GOING TO REACT?!

  "Dad," Niall whimpered. It was absolutely heartbreaking. "What are you doing here?"

  "I came to see my grandchildren. Which I had to find out about through my other son,"  Bobby seethed.

  "Damn it, Greg," I muttered. 

  "Okay. I understand that. Kind of," Niall mumbled. "But what I don't understand is why she is her." Niall glared at a smirking Sarah.

  "Do not speak to your step mother that way!" Bobby boomed. I froze. Along with Niall. 

  "S-s-step m-mother?" Niall stuttered nervously. 

  "Yes! We got married one month ago." Bobby smiled proudly. "You would know that if you actually communicated with your family."

  "Oh,"  Niall murmured, playing with the hem of the hospital blanket that was draped across his now flat stomach.

  "The least you could do is pretend to be happy." Sarah rolled her hazel eyes.

  "I'm so happy for you," I exclaimed unenthusiasticly. All they did was glare but didn't reply.

  "You still don't believe me, do you?" Niall asked, just above a quiet squeak.

  "No. I don't. Now stop lying!" Bobby bellowed. Niall didn't even flinch.

  "Liam, did you bring your laptop?" Niall turned to me.  I nodded and walked over to the uncomfortable couch that rested right by Ni's bed. I fumbled around, moving blanket, pillows and random articles of clothing beofee finding my laptop case.

  I leaned over and handed Niall the swiss laptop case. He grasped it and opened the bag.

  When the portable computer was up and running, he turned his head to face his father.

  "You still have those security cameras right?" Niall questioned, emotionlessly.

  Bobby nodded, looking confused as ever. I looked to the step- monster, judging her reaction.

  Sarah stood there frozen, pale, and down right terrified. 

Good. She should be.

  After a few minutes of Niall vigorously typing on the key board, he looked up with a blank expression. 

"Look at this, then tell me if I'm lying."

Bobby stepped forward warily and grabbed the laptop gently from Ni's lap. He pushed down on the button and watched silently. 

Sarah's screeching voice played through the room.

"Okay, listen here fags. I don't like you. You think you're all high and mighty? Well you're not. Bobby is mine. I have him wrapped around my little finger."

  Bobby gasped and nearly dropped the laptop on the hard floor tiles. He slowly craned his neck towards a still-pale Sarah.

  "Sarah," Bobby spoke slowly, "why did you say that?"

   "I-I didn't." Why in the hell would she try to lie when he just saw it on tape?

"Don't you freaking lie! I saw it on the tape!" Bobby hissed, completly pissed.

  "I had to much too drink that night! You know how I am when I have my margaritas," Sarah laughed nervously.

  "No, you didn't have anything to drink that night. You lying bitch." Niall's father bellowed.

  "Baby! No! You have to believe me!" Sarah begged, clasping her hands together.

  "I'm done with you Sarah. You're right, I was wrapped around your finger and guess where it got me? " Bobby inquired. He didn't wait for an answer. "I turned on my own son. My own blood and flesh. For some whore." He spat the last word like it was poison. 

  Sarah was shocked. To be honest, so was I. I never imagined Bobby would say that. He seems to nice.

"I want a divorce. I'll see you in court." With that, he shoo'ed her out of the room and didn't look like he regretted it either.

Niall spoke up for the first time since that whole feud between Sarah and his father started.  "They are in the nursery. Liam will show you the way." I noticed his voice shook. I can tell he's about to cry.

As much as I wanted to comfort him, I don't think I could watch him cry. Its like watching a bunny being kicked and knocked out. Absolutely horrible.

Bobby and I wordlessly walked out of the room and down the corridor that leads to the nursery.

"So is it a boy or a girl?" Bobby asked quietly.

  "Both," I answered. "We had twins." I smiled, thinking about my little munchkins. 

"Thats great!" He exclaimed happily. "I can't wait to meet them. What are their names? Who's older? What do they look like?" Bobby fired at me. I chuckled.

"Their names are Blake Michael and Brielle Anne. Blake was born first. They both have blue eyes with brown flecks but Blake's are around the outside of his eye while Bri's  aee more around the pupil. Their hair is brown but Brielle's is a bit darker."  I smiled as we stopped right outside the nursery window.

"Can we go in now?" Bobby whined, sounding like a five year old.

  I laughed, "Yeah, let's go." I pushed the large door open and immediately went to wash my hands.

  Once we both were clean, I led Bobby down the aisles of newborn babies before stopping at the twins' designated mini cribs.

  I picked up a sleeping Brielle. "This is little Bri." I passed her to Bobby, who now had tears in his eyes.

  "She is so gorgeous." He whisperd,  stroking her little fuzz-coverd head gently.

  "Isn't she?" I sighed happily.

  He nodded and I reached out, indicating I want her. "I'll take her and you can hold Blake next," I said.

He reluctantly let her go but rejoiced when I set Blake in the empty space.

"I can't wait to teach him to play football," He chuckled. I laughed along. 

"Neither can Ni. He's already planning on coaching his team," I chuckled, picking up a whining Brielle. I placed her head on my ahoulder and rubbed her back in soothing circles.

  "Shh. Baby girl, don't cry. Daddy has you. I won't let anything change that, " I whispered promised. 

  And I meant every word of it.

 

  And boom! Another chapter was born! Ahahah. Hi guys! How are you doing?  Good? Good. 

Now I want to ask you something. I've been thinking about making a third book, after this one. But instead of being focused on Niam, Larry, and Zerrie,  this one will be focused on Blake and Brielle. More on Brielle though.  Tell me if I should do it?  Thanks! :)

  Thank you for reading and voting! Even commenting! It means a lot.

  I guess that's it. So um bye!

Xoxo Erin