Like Crazy (Harry Styles & Niall Horan AU)

*Day before the bridal shower*
Lilly's POV:
I sat in my room, trying to throw myself Into the first book on our summer reading list. Even though it was August.. Procrastination is one of my not so admirable qualities, I guess.
I had basically given up already. I was on page 50, but did not retain any of what I just read.
Zayn had been on my mind since we'd met. And, even though he was a total ass and rejected my pregnancy, he had somehow seemed to still be there.
There was just something about him.. Something that I wanted, I craved. Frustrated, I tossed the book on to the floor.
I would just read the online description, as I had done every year up to now.
I sat down at my computer, and managed to find a site that described the book very well, and in great detail may I add, when the doorbell rang.
I was home alone, so I ran down to grab it.
Zayn.
"You shouldn't be here-" I began, but he cut me off.
"Lily I'm stupid. I am so stupid. I want you, I want us, and I want this baby okay?" He said, running his hands trough his hair.
"I was... I was afraid, so afraid. I mean look at me!" He said, motioning to himself, "I'm not fit to be a dad. But you know what, maybe you're not fit to be a mom and then we're in this together okay? I want this, I do." He put his hands on my stomach.
"If this is going to happen, I'm going to be here." Tears were welling up in my eyes, and he noticed.
He opened his mouth to speak, but I pressed my lips to his. Before I knew it I was against the wall, and the rest? Well, you can imagine.
{After the shower, at Juilas house}
"So, that's what happened. And he may not be the right guy but he is right now, so what else matters?"
Julia and I were sitting in her room, catching up on each other.
She invited me to spend the night, since the wedding was the day after next.
"I'm happy lily, you really deserve this." She smiled.
I knew all she ever wanted to do was protect me, and I appreciated it. But I knew this was what I had to do, everyone else's opinions be damned.
"So, the wedding? What's Niall going to do.. I mean, will he be there?" I asked.
"No clue.. I'm spending the night with him tomorrow, and after that.. Who the hell knows." She said, placing her head in her hands.
•Julia's POV•
Thinking about the wedding gave me a headache. I liked Harry, but I loved Niall. And he had that other girl last time I checked.
It wasn't going to work out to be married to Harry, yet try to still be with Niall. That had to be some sort of religious or legal no-no. I felt like everything was just so wrong. The last thing I could do was try to put an end to this marriage, that wasn't happening.
But me getting married, also couldn't happen.
***
It was 6:00 and I was on my way to "Harry's" house.
Me and Niall decided to spend tonight together, since we both weren't sure when we would be able to again.
I knocked on his door, and immediately was embraced into his arms. I never wanted to let go. He pulled me inside with him, not letting go of my hand.
"Hello to you too," I giggled.
He just smiled, kissing me on the mouth, the neck, And the forehead before tugging my on top of him on the couch.
"You know what?" He said.
"What?" I smiled, clinging tighter to him.
"I think I miiiight kinda like you a little bit," he said, pretending to be thinking pretty hard.
I laughed, "No way! I was gonna say the same thing.. Except I kinda think I miiiiight love you a little"
"What a coincidence," He pulled me closer, connecting our lips once again.
His arms around me, in such close proximity I could smell his Cologne, his hands running through my hair as we kissed. An unexplainable feeling I would not be able to live without.
He gave you that type of feeling that made you want to write a love song. Not just one, but thousands, and even then you wouldn't be able to fully express how he made you feel.
We sat like this for what felt like forever, although I would never tire of it.
"How come the worst things happen to the best people" he whispered in my ear.
I held back tears.
"Julia I've never loved somebody like this.. I've never.." He choked up, tears likely coming as well.
I pressed my forehead to his, exposing my tears and nodding. He kissed each tear away, pulling me impossibly closer. "Maybe it doesn't have to.." I said, running my hands through his hair.
"Julia.. We both want to believe that but it's time to be realistic." He said.
I nodded. But right then, something changed. Something snapped inside me.
I wasn't going to accept this marriage anymore. Who knows how I would do it, but all I wanted, all I needed was right in front of me at this very second. How could someone even TRY to take that away?
I wasn't going down without a fight.
Lilys POV:
My hands were shaking, and I was sweating. I had to do this, I had to do it. I was going to tell her. I would tell my mom I was pregnant.
It was all figured out. Zayns aunt and uncle have a cabin in upstate New York they said they would be more than happy to let us use. (His parents were so chill, even about the baby.) I would attend online college and he would work, and we were going to have this baby and do this together.
I was 18, and I was not spending anymore time with my parents, living this way.
"Mom?" I asked, stepping Into the study.
"Yes dear?" She asked, taking off her glasses.
Well, here goes nothing.
"I'm pregnant. And I'm going to have a baby" I smiled.
A look of nothing but pure horror crossed her face.
"And I am moving out, and I am leaving to do this and you're not going to fucking stop me." A smile remained on my face as she blew up.
Screams, shouts, even cursing which was unusual. I explained the plan to her, and ignored her as I walked upstairs.
I believe I have some packing to do
•Julia's POV•
Niall and I ordered pizza and had been in each other's arms virtually since I arrived.
Our movie was just about ending, and I was getting up to grab a new one when Niall tugged me back down.
"I had a different idea" he smirked, kissing me hard.
I gave in, grabbing his shirt and straddling his waist. He pulled off my shirt in one swift motion, making me smile into the kiss.
My bra and his pants were the next things to go.
We finally decided to move to the bedroom. He carried me there, slamming the door and lying me on the bed. "My God," he said, kissing down my neck,
"I love you."

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