Always Expect the Unexpected

Randall’s POV

I watched them leave the apartment. I followed them, all the way to the club. I was wearing a suit, so people didn’t recognize me. I walked in and watched Abbey the whole time, dancing with Niall. I watched them kiss and I wanted to rip Niall into shreds. I knew they were going to end up going somewhere private, and they did. I followed them, slipping in after them and pulling a girl onto my lap.

“Oh, hello!” she slurred. “I like ‘em feisty!” she giggled.

I grunted, and pulled her lips to mine, forcing a kiss. It just wasn’t the same as with Abbey. Abbey was soft, this girl was rough.

I kept my eyes on Abbey, listening to their conversation. All I needed was for Niall to leave her alone for a minute or two, and I could easily take advantage of her, just like Allania had told me to. Just as I suspected, Niall had a small bladder.

“Abbey, I have to go to the bathroom, I’ll be right back, I promise,” he said in a low voice.

“Okay!” she smiled as he walked away. She slumped down a bit and tried to make her self unnoticed.

I pushed the girl off of me and walked over to Abbey. “Hey,” I smiled.

“Oh, hey!” she said, perking up.

“I didn’t think I would see you here!” I laughed. I opened my arms for a hug.

She got up and walked over to me and I grabbed her butt. “Oh!” she squeaked, leaning into me for support so she didn’t fall over.

“Do you wanna sit?” I asked her.

“Yeah, sure,” she said, sitting down on the couch. I put my hand on her thigh, getting closer and closer to her shorts.

“So, what’s up?” I asked.

“Nothing, just here with some friends,” she smiled at me. She looked uncomfortable.

“Ah, cool,” I said, rubbing her inner thigh. I watched her shiver and I chuckled. “How is it with you and Niall?” I asked.

“Oh, well, it’s fine. We’re actually a couple now!” she said, perking up at the topic of Niall.

“Nice, I’m so happy for you,” I said through clenched teeth. I moved my hand from her crotch area and moved it to her breast. I squeezed it really hard and she moaned a little, biting her lip.

“Get off of me,” she breathed.

“I don’t think you want me to,” I said low, my voice getting gruff. She turned me on so much. I saw Niall coming so I quickly pulled her on her, wrapping my arms around her and kissed her on the lips.

“Get off!” she yelled into my mouth, pushing on me and kicking. She finally got a hand free and slapped me.

I held my hand to my cheek where she slapped me and laughed. “It’s okay babe, I like the abuse!” I exclaimed, biting her neck a sucking.

“Hey!” Niall yelled, walking over to me. He swayed a little and I could tell he was drunk.

Abbey bit me and I let go of her and she just barely got away, rushing over to Niall. She whispered something is his ear and his posture sunk.

“Seriously?” he asked, looking in her eyes.

She nodded, pulling his phone out of his pocket for him and handing it over.

“Hello, Paul? Yeah, come inside, we need you,” Niall said, staring at me.

“Oh, like Paul’s going to do anything,” I laughed, getting up and walking past Niall, grabbing Abbey and pulling her behind me.

“Get off of me!” she yelled, squirming away from me.

I ran straight into Paul on my way out. He dragged me outside, smiling at the bouncers, and then took me out back. The last thing I saw was his fist rearing back, and I was out.

Abbey’s POV

“Abbey, are you okay?” Niall asked me.

I shook my head. “Yeah, I’m fine. I just wanna go home,” I slurred, wobbling a little. I fell over and Niall caught me.

“Okay, I’ll let the guys know,” Niall said. He didn’t sound mad. In fact, he sounded relieved.

I walked with him through the crowds of people and finally got to where Liam, Louis, and Zayn were. Harry was nowhere in sight.

“Hey, we’re gonna take a taxi home. Something came up, and Abbey doesn’t want to be here anymore,” Niall slurred.

Liam looked shocked. “Uh, are you alright?” he asked me, looking around Niall.

I nodded my head, and I felt cold. I just wanted to leave and lay in Niall’s arms at home, and actually sleep.

“I’ll walk you guys out,” Liam mumbled, escorting us out of the club. He waited with us for the taxi while Niall explained everything.

“Are you sure you’re alright, Abbey?” Liam asked, furrowing his eyebrows. I giggled at how silly he looked.

“Of course I’m fine silly billy,” I laughed, letting the alcohol take over. “I’ll just have to hope I didn’t accidentally get breast cancer from him squeezing my boob so hard!” I laughed.

Niall rolled his eyes. The cab pulled up and we got in. “Bye Liam,” he said before getting in.

“Byeee Liaaamm!” I sang as we pulled away.

He wave sheepishly until we were out of sight.

After about a minute in the cab I fell asleep on Niall’s shoulder, listening to him talk to the cab driver about where to go and how to get there. I suddenly felt myself get lighter and I opened my eyes for a moment and saw Niall’s face. He was carrying me bridal style, like they do in the movies. He looked really serious, and I couldn’t help but laugh. “I thought Liam was silly! Why are you so serious?” I giggled, making my voice sound deeper and I thought it was just hilarious.

“Shh, people are sleeping,” Niall said quietly, carrying me up the steps to the line of apartments we live by. When we got to his door he unlocked it and kicked it open, carrying me in. “We’re home,” Niall whispered into my ear. I had my face buried in his neck trying to fall asleep because I was suddenly really dizzy. I kissed his neck lightly in acknowledgement and he laid me down on the bed. “Sit up,” he said quietly.

I did as he said, sat up. I smiled at him. “I love youu,” I sang in a weird accent.

He didn’t smile, he just slipped my shirt and my shorts off of my, and I noticed he had already taken off my shoes. He looked at me for a second, probably noticing I had put on the thong. I spread my legs a little and laughed. “I know you want meeee!”

He shook his head trying to find me some clothes. He finally found me some pants and new underwear. He slipped me out of the thong and slipped my other underwear on me, and then the pajama pants. He went back over and got me a shirt, and slipped my bra off of me and put the shirt on me. “Lay down,” he whispered.

I stared at him for a second. He seemed weird, but instead of asking any questions I did what he said and I watched him. He walked around the room for a minute and then looked at me every now and then. Finally he just left the room and pulled out his phone and called someone. I closed my eyes and curled up into a ball and fell asleep.

~dream~

I looked around and I was in a dark room with one light hanging from the ceiling. I was tied up in a chair with tape over my mouth, and on the other side of the room, there was Randall.

“Hello beautiful!” he said, his grin looking more like a grimace.

I said a bunch of obscenities into the duct tape.

He chuckled an evil chuckle and walked towards me. I noticed he had a whip in his hand. “I like to hear you scream,” he smiled at me. He walked over and ripped off the duct tape. I tried my hardest not to scream out in pain. He laughed at me, probably the face I made, and then he pulled the whip above his head and then lashed down on me. The pain was so fierce that I did actually scream. He moaned in pleasure over the sound and I noticed a bulge in his pants.

“You’re sick!” I yelled.

He laughed at me. “That’s the best compliment I’ve ever had!” he exclaimed. He pulled me closer in the chair and lifted me up and carried me over to a wall, which was concrete and had cuffs for my legs and arms. I struggled to get away but I was still tied up. He untied my arms and put them in the cuffs and then did the same for my legs. I didn’t look at him. “Aw baby don’t be like that!” he laughed. He whipped my stomach and I screamed, and he moaned again. He came up to me and started kissing me, and I opened my mouth to make him stick his tongue in, and I bit it. Not too hard so it came off, but enough to make it bleed. “You stupid bitch!” he yelled, and slapped me. I spat his blood in his face. He was getting really mad. He pulled the whip back and lashed me three more times. I was screaming so loud I was hoping someone would hear me. Then he pulled out a knife. “This is what you get!” he growled.

“No! No, no no, no!” I screamed.

He placed the knife in the center of my stomach and grinned at me. Suddenly his teeth were really sharp. “I love you so much!” he said with pure pleasure and I was disgusted. Finally, he shoved the knife into my stomach and I screamed so loud.

~end of dream~

I woke up screaming and thrashing in the bed. Someone had their arms around me and I kicked and punched until I got them square in the jaw and junk at the same time.

“Oh, shit Abbey!” I heard a familiar voice swear.

As reality set in I started crying and hyperventilating. Niall climbed back into the bed with me and tried to comfort me.

“Shh, Abbey I’m here. Everything’s okay. Hush honey, I’m here. Niall’s going to take good care of you. Breathe with me..” he said a bunch of stuff and I tried to match hi breathing, it was a lot slower than mine and not quite as loud. He sighed. “Breathe sweetie, breathe. You can cry all you want as long as you breathe.”

His voice was extremely calming to me. I finally turned to him and breathed in his scent. I cried into his shirt for a while until I fell asleep again.

This time when I woke up I was feeling happy. Sick, but happy. I rolled onto my side to find no one was there. I frowned, and stared at the place where Niall had been just last night. I was suddenly really queazy, but I didn’t run to the bathroom. I got up really slowly and made my way slowly. I went into the bathroom and sat in front of the toilet, but nothing came up. I finally felt better and walked slowly around the apartment. There was no one there.

“Niall?” I called. Where could he have gone? I walked back into the room and grabbed my phone and texted him.

To Nialler: Where’d you go? I woke up and you were gone.

He texted back right away.

From Nialler: The boys and I had an interview. We’re on break right now. It’s live on channel 14, turn it on if you’d like.

I walked into the living room and turned on channel 14, right when they got back from break.

“So, we were on the Harry and Niall topic. You guys seem tense, what’s going on?” the interviewer asked. She reminded me of Oprah.

Neither Harry nor Niall answered, so Liam answered. “They had a falling out because of a rumor someone started, and they haven’t talked since.”

“Ouch, sounds like it could put tension on the stage. Are you hoping this will be solved by the tour at the end of this week?” she asked them.

“Well, it may not, but are hoping it will get sorted out, other wise they’ll stay clear of each other,” Zayn said. He looked nervous.

“I noticed Louis isn’t here right now, why is that?” she asked. I realized he wasn’t their, too. Then I heard a knock at the door. I walked over and looked through the peephole. I saw Louis! I opened the door.

“Hey Lou,” I said quietly. I had a killer headache.

“Hey Abb’s. Niall told me to stay here with you until they got back,” he grinned.

“Cool, I’ actually watching the interview right now, come join me,” I said, my voice raspy from screaming and crying so much last night.

We sat down, and I missed the faux answer they gave about Louis not being there.

“Well, now we’re on to the relationships. How about we start with you Liam. How are things with you and Danielle?” she asked.

“Well, we’re working on things, but I think I see us getting together again,” he smiled.

“Aw, that is so sweet. What about you, Zayn? Who are you with?” she asked.

“I’m still with Perrie Edwards!” Zayn said, his eyes looking dreamy.

“Aw, that’s cute,” she sighed heavily. “How about you Niall, from what I’ve heard, all of your fans are mad about your relationship with Abbey Heartman. Can you give me any detail on that?” she asked.

Niall sighed and smiled, and I could tell it was for me. “Well, Abbey and I are actually together as a couple now, and we are also living together. I really think she’s the one,” Niall sighed, smiling.

The interviewer giggled and then looked at her question card. “Oh! There is this picture of scratches all over your back, and the caption is ‘This is what it looks like when you do everything right’, what does that mean Niall? Does it have to do with Abbey?”

Niall blushed and smiled really big. “Well, it does, but I wont get into details with that. Let’s just say that the description is pretty accurate,” he laughed to himself, and you could hear “oo”’s from the studio audience.

“Wow! That’s amazing!” she laughed.

Suddenly my phone went off with Boyfriend. I saw my mom’s number. I hoped she wasn’t watching that. I got up and walked away from Louis and answered the phone. “Hello?” I answered.

“Young lady, is this true?” I heard my mom’s voice on the other line.

“Is what true?” I asked, trying to sound innocent.

“That picture on twitter of Niall’s back. Is it true, what he said? Everything he said?” she asked.

“Yes,” I said quietly.

I heard my mom take a deep breath. “Did you use protection?” she asked.

“Shit!” I said under my breath. I hadn’t even thought about that.

“So.. no. Did you take a test?” she asked. She sounded nervous.

“No Mom. But I will when you come here, just so you can see the results,” I said.

“No, you do it with that boy sweetie. He needs to know more than I do,” she whispered in the phone. She hung up right after that.

I walked back into the living room to Louis. “Lou, I think we need to make a pharmacy run,” I sighed.

He stood up. “Okay, why?” he asked.

“I need a pregnancy test,” I sighed.

Niall’s POV

When I was almost home I ran into Abbey and Louis running out of the apartments into his car and driving away. I stood there for a second and shook my head. I’d find out when they got back.

I walked into my apartment and saw they left the TV on. I sat down for a minute and watched TV. When they got back Abbey frowned at me.

“Come here,” she said, grabbing the bag from Louis and walking to the bathroom.

Louis walked over to me and patted my back before I left with Abbey. When we were in the bathroom she pulled a box out of the bag. It took me a second to realize what it was. My eyes widened. “Do you think?” I asked.

She shrugged. “Better safe than sorry, right?”

I nodded my head and watched her pee on one of the sticks. She had to wait for a few minutes before we got the results. We looked at it. It had a red plus.

I shook my head now. “It.. it has to be a mistake, right? Do it again, maybe it’s wrong,” I freaked out.

She shook her head. She looked like she was about to cry. “No Niall. It could only be wrong if it was a blue minus and I was actually pregnant, which would be a false reading. But, if it’s a red plus it’s always right,” she had started crying by now.

I thought to last night, how drunk she got. I shook my head. “Abbey, you got really drunk last night, wouldn’t affect the baby?” I asked.

She shook her head. “Shut up, Niall. I want to abort this baby,” she said.

I stared at her, shocked for a moment. “Abort it?” I asked. She nodded. “Why?” I asked.

“I can’t take care of a baby, and I’m only 18. This would ruin BOTH of our images. And anyway, how would I become a model if I’m pregnant?” she raged. She was really mad.

I thought about that for a second. I looked at her directly in her eyes. “Call your mom. I want you to talk to her, okay? All you have to do is ask her what she would want you to do, and we’ll decided based on that,” I said. I looked in the mirror for a second. I looked so drained.

She sighed and dialed her moms number. I pressed the speaker phone button while it was ringing.

“Hello?” I heard a voice.

“Hey Mom, it’s Abbey,” Abbey sighed.

“Oh, hey baby. Did you talk to the boy? Did you take the test?” she asked.

“Uh, yeah mom I did. You’re on speaker phone so he can hear everything you’re saying,” she said quietly.

“Oh, Hi, uh, Niall,” she said.

“Hi ma’am. Abbey was calling for some advice,” I said quieter than Abbey was talking. I was spacing out.

“Ask away, Abbey,” her mom said.

Abbey took a deep breath. “In the case that I was pregnant, not saying that I am, what would you want me to do?” she asked. I could tell she was stressed out.

Her mom thought for a second. “It depends, sweetie. Are you ready for a baby? And I mean both of you,” she said.

I looked at Abbey and shrugged. “We don’t know,” Abbey breathed into the phone.

“Okay, well I know you have money to take care of the baby, but that doesn’t mean anything right now. If you had a kid, would you have time to spend with it?” she asked.

I shook my head and frowned. “Uh, I wouldn’t be able to, but Abbey would have more spare time than me,” I said.

“Okay, well then I say you should have the baby and keep it for a while. Sure, it would be interesting, since Niall will be touring. If you can’t take care of it, then you can put it up for adoption, or I could adopt it from you and say I was it’s birth mother. Your sister is only 6, no one will notice the difference,” she said.

I nodded at Abbey, to show her I liked that idea. Abbey sighed. “Okay Mom, thank you. You helped a lot.”

“No problem. So, I’m guessing the test was positive?” she asked.

“Yes, it was Mom,” I said, mocking Abbey’s tone.

Her mom laughed. “Okay, well I’ll see you soon Abbey, lots of love. It was nice talking to you, bye!” she said, hanging up.

“Well, what do you want to do?” I asked her.

She heaved a bunch of air and then sank down onto the floor. “I’m keeping the baby. We need to go to the doctor though, okay Niall?” she said.

I nodded my head. “Of course. Today?”

She nodded her head too. “Of course today. Let’s go right now, bring Louis,” she sighed, leading the way out of the bathroom.

Abbey’s POV

I walked out and went to Louis. “Lou, it was positive. We’re going to get me a doctor and talk with him, come on,” I said.

He stood there shocked for a moment and then followed Niall behind me. “But, doesn’t it have to be a vagina doctor?” he asked.

“Yeah, kinda. It’s called a Gynecologist, or an Obstetrician, I’m not sure which,” I said.

We got into the car and Niall drove off. Louis was excited. “Let’s think of baby names. If it’s a boy, name it Louis! And if it’s a girl, name it Louise!” Louis yelled excitedly.

I laughed. “Okay Louis, I’ll think about it,” I said. When we got there, there were paps surrounding us.

“Why are you at an OBGYN?” one of the asked. They had a video camera and were following us up until the door. We went inside and then went up to a receptionist.

“Hello,” she said, not looking up.

“Hi, we’d like to get a doctor and an appointment for my friend here,” Louis said quietly.

“Okay, have your friend fill this out and then came back up here. We’ll schedule an appointment sometime next week,” she said in a weird monotone. It didn’t sound right with her accent.

“Ma’am,” Niall said quietly. “Will you please look at me?”

She looked up and she looked at all of us and her eyes went wide. “Hello! Umm, Abbey, please fill this out, just sign here and here, and write here and here, I know all the rest of the info from your other OBGYN doctor,” she rambled. She leaned forward to Niall and said “Can I see your scratches?”

He turned around and lifted up his shirt. They were defiantly a lot less red and defined as the last time I saw them.

I took the pen and started writing while she talked to him about it and when I was done she entered me into the system and told me to wait for the doctor to come and get me. My doctor was Dr. Wright.

“Abbey,” I heard my name 3 minute later. I left Louis and Niall sitting there, but Niall came anyway. Louis called some people, probably Liam and Zayn, to come see us when we got out. I sat down in a chair in the room, and the doctor walked in.

“Hello Abbey. I was told you needed to see me urgently. I’m waiting for your papers to be faxed over, and I was just going to ask, what is the problem?” she asked me, glancing at Niall, who was smiling sheepishly at her.

“Well,” I said. “I’m pregnant, and I want to deal with it here, but not really here, so people don’t see me coming here, if you understand,” I said quietly.

She nodded. “Well, I’m sorry, I can’t do that, but I can help you with your pregnancy. For now, all I can tell you is to not drink or do drugs. That should be simple so far, right?” she asked.

I broke down crying. “I got really drunk last night! What if it DIES!” I wailed.

She nodded. “We’ll keep it under close observation. Do you want to look at it right now?” she asked. I nodded my head. “Okay, hold on, let me prepare a room for you. There are gowns in there. Take off all of your clothes and put that on, even your underwear. You can keep on your bra,” she said.

When she left the room I got undressed in front of Niall and put on the gown. I smiled at him. “Are you nervous?” I asked.

He nodded his head. “I’m not going to be here for a majority of your pregnancy, Abbey. I want to see you grow and change. I want you to take pictures every day so we can make a slide show!” he said.

I nodded my head. “I’ll wear some of your clothes too, just because I want to,” I laughed.

He smiled. “Take every picture in the same spot too! Trace your feet with dirt to leave an imprint you can clean out of the carpet,” he said, a tear escaping his eye.

I laughed and threw my eyes around him, hugging him tight. “I love you,” I said through my tears of joy. The doctor knocked on the door and came with and saw me hugging him. I pulled away and laughed, following her to the Ultrasound room. Niall followed.

“Because you are so early on we can’t see with just the thing on your belly. We actually have to put it inside of you, which is why I made you take off your underwear,” she said.

I nodded and froze, glancing over at Niall, who was about to erupt in laughter. He was about to watch a woman put something inside of me. Great. I laid down on the bed and relaxed, waiting for her to put this thing in me.

“Okay, now relax all of your muscles,” she said. “I have it lubricated so it will go in pretty easy. Please, hold still so it will be easier,” she said.

I rodded my head and relaxed, and felt something slip inside of my really fast but gentle. I took a deep, quick breath and looked at the screen. It wasn’t what you saw in movies, the weird, dark v-shape, it was more of a v-shape that was zoomed in on one little thing. It looked like a really small tadpole.

“That’s your baby,” she said, smiling. “I would say you’re at a few days, not even a week,” she said smiling.

I nodded and waited for her to pull the thing out. When she did I relaxed and we went back to our room. I put on my underwear and clothes again and smiled and shook the doctors hand. “Thank you so much. You really helped up a lot,” I said.

“No problem. Go tell the secretary you need to schedule an appointment that’s 7 weeks from today,” she said, smiling.

“Okay, thank you,” I said. Niall and I left and scheduled our appointment and went out, got Louis and Liam (I knew it!) and we left. Liam and Louis asked a bunch of questions and Niall answered them When we got home Louis hugged me and kissed my cheek. “Good luck darlin’!” he said, and he left with Liam.

“Okay Niall,” I said. “Take my picture!” I said, holding up my shirt, exposing my belly. I grabbed dirt from the plant next to me and squished into the carpeting around me feet. He took the pic of me smiling with his iPhone and then kissed me. I had a feeling this pregnancy was going to go really well.

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