Niall’s POV

“Abbey, let’s think of baby names! Our little boy will be here in 2 months or less. We don’t want to come up with a name on the spot, do we?” I asked Abbey, who had just gotten done throwing up after waking up and was sitting down for coffee and doughnuts with me this morning. She’s been sleeping more and more and has been throwing up because of her morning sickness.

Abbey put her hand on her forehead and wrinkled her eyebrows. “Okay, okay. Give me like, 4 minutes to wake up, lovely,” she sighed, sipping her coffee. She looked up and smiled at me sweetly.

I smiled back and checked my phone really quick. The guys wanted to help us discuss the baby’s name but I didn’t want to, for Abbey’s sake. Then it hit me. “Wait, Abbey, to make this easier, can we name the baby Liam? I told him that I would name my kid after him,” I smiled a little, remembering that.

She looked at me for a second and then nodded a little and then laughed. “Sure, lets name him Liam. Liam James Horan,” she giggled. She finished her doughnut and grabbed my hand. “Let’s go take my picture,” she smiled, dragging my into the living room.

I pulled out my iPhone and snapped a quick picture and then smiled at her. I felt bad for her, she had to carry a huge baby around on her stomach all day.

“Okay, well, I’m going to get dressed and go to the agency, okay?” she asked me. I nodded.

“Can I come with you?” I asked.

She nodded. “Sure, call the limo driver, or Paul, or something,” she waved her hand at me and went into the other room.

I pulled out my phone and called Liam really fast. He picked up on the second ring.

“Hey Nialler,” he answered.

“Hey Daddy Direction. Guess what?” I said excitedly.

“What?” he asked. He sounded like he just woke up

“Abbey said it was okay if we call our son Liam James Horan!” I squealed.

“Yay! That’s awesome!” Liam squealed with me.

We were having a squeal fest over the phone when Abbey walked in, slipping on some flats. She gave me a really funny look and then walked to the door.

“Liam, I gotta go, I’ll call you back later and we can finish this,” I said, hanging up. I followed Abbey out of the apartment and we went down to the street and got in my car (which I had just bought!) and I drove where she told me to go. When we got to this nice building where a bunch of girls were walking in and out, she told me to park. We got out of the car and walked in the building, people whispering here and there, until we got up to the floor where her department was, pregnancy modeling. I put my hand on her lower back for a moment and then she nudged me with her elbow. I had forgotten her back had become a little sensitive. Suddenly, a woman who looked like Edna from the Incredibles, but taller, walked out and nodded at Abbey.

Abbey’s POV

I stood up and followed Janice into the photo shoot area, with Niall close behind me. When we got into the room she finally noticed Niall and smiled, for the first time ever.

“Hello Mr. Horan. Abbey told me we’d meet you sooner or later,” she nodded at us both and then gestured me to follow her, alone. “I was thinking of doing a photo shoot of you both, with your wonderful baby, maybe wearing just pants and a bra?” she asked. I stared at her for a moment.

“Uh, er, maybe,” I stuttered. “Let’s ask him.”

We walked back over to Niall who was gazing at the pictures of all the pregnant teens and women that were around the room. He turned around at the sound of our footsteps. “Hey,” he smiled at us.

“Hello,” Janice responded flatly. “We have decided you will be in this photo shoot, and we will be showing off Abbey’s baby belly, which means we will be taking off her shirt and you will be fully clothed, showing your love for her AND the baby, understood?” Janice had a take charge attitude, and Niall was defiantly scared. I wanted to laugh and tell him she really wasn’t this rude, but I felt like this should go on a little longer.

He nodded his head quickly. “Yes ma’am,” his hands started fluttering like they did when he was slightly nervous.

We walked over to the green screen and I took off my shirt and threw it to the side. The photographer was surprised at first, but relaxed a little. “Okay, Abbey, I want you to stand like this,” he said, standing in a pose with his hands on his stomach and him leaning back a bit, his legs slightly straddled. I mimicked his pose and then he formed Niall with me. “Great, now look at each other like you love each other... Perfect!” he said, snapping the first picture. We took a few more pictures together, and then I had photo’s just for me. My pictures were in different outfits for different stores and brands, and some were just uncomfortable. They got one of me and some girl I had never seen before and then finally sent me home. I got dressed into my original clothes and Niall and I started to leave. Suddenly, a girl that I had come close with, Natalia, was clutching her stomach and screaming. There was a liquid coming from her vagina and she looked like she was in massive pain. I was over whelmed with panic. “Oh my God, Natalia!” I yelled. “Are you okay?” I ran over to her, ignoring the pain it brought. She was now clutching my arms as if they were giving her life.

She was heaving air in and out. “Baby’s, coming,” she said between breaths. I went wide eyes and looked over at Niall. “Call the hospital. Let’s bring her there,” I said coarsely.

Niall nodded and started dialling the number as I ushered Natalia out to Niall’s car. I set down a towel, just in case something happened, and then let Natalia sit down and relax. Niall sped to the hospital and we rushed Natalia into the hands of the doctors, who had a wheel chair ready for her.

“Abbey,” she cried. “Abbey, call Randall and tell him the baby is coming,” she wailed, clutching her stomach. I stood there for a moment. Call Randall? Why would I have his number? I flipped through my contacts and froze. I did have his number, weird. I dialed the number and I heard a gruff voice on the other line.

“Randall speaking, who is this?”

“Uh, it’s Abbey,” I squeaked.

“Oh, hey Abbey,” he sighed. I heard something shift under his weight and it sounded like a bed.

“Hey, yeah. Well, you know your girlfriend is in labor, right?” I asked cooly. Niall was staring at me wide eyes, with almost disbelief.

Randall was quiet for a minute. “Uh, are you talking about Alexandria?” he asked.

I was almost disgusted by that comment. “No dip shit. I’m talking about Natalia, your russian girlfriend. Who, not to mention, made me feel obliged to rush her to the hospital. Just hurry up to Saint James hospital, pronto. I’ll see you when you get here,” I snapped and hung up on him before he could talk. I sighed and walked over to Niall.

“Wow,” he said blankly.

“I really don’t like him,” I sighed, shaking my head. “I didn’t even know I had his number!”

Niall’s POV

“Baby’s, coming,” the blonde girl in the lobby heaved out with her heavy breaths. I was suddenly thinking about what would happen with Abbey when she goes into labor and started to have a mini panic. What if I wasn’t here for her?

“Call the hospital. Let’s bring her there,” Abbey said, locking eyes with me.

I whipped out my phone and dialed the number to the hospital, rushing out to the car while the number was dialing. I looked back to see Abbey hobbling with the girl who was going into labor to my car. “Saint James hospital, how may I help you?” the receptionist said, on the other line.

“Yes, I’d like to call to inform you that I am bringing a woman who is going into labor to your hospital, and we should be there in about 5 minutes,” I breathed into the phone. I felt like this was actually Abbey this was happening to.

“Of course. We will be waiting for you at the back entrance by the emergency room with a wheelchair for her. What is her name?”

I tried to remember what Abbey called her. “Uh,” I hesitated. “Her name is Natalia, I think. I don’d really know her,” I said, starting the car.

“Oh, of course. Well, see you soon,” she said, hanging up.

When we got to the hospital, there was a wheelchair, as promised, draped with towels. I looked back at Natalia and saw she was also sitting on a towel. I kept note to keep towels with me from now on.

“Abbey, call Randall and tell him the baby is coming,” Natalia wailed, clutching her stomach in pain. I cringed and looked at Abbey, who was standing there stunned. She then pulled out her phone and flipped through her contacts and finally got to the persons number and called them. I decided to listen in on their conversation.

“Uh, it’s Abbey,” she said. She sounded uncomfortable. There was a pause. “Hey, yeah. Well, you know your girlfriend is in labor, right?” she asked. I stared at her for a moment, surprised by how rude the tone in her voice sounded. There was another pause. “No dip shit. I’m talking about Natalia, your russian girlfriend. Who, not to mention, made me feel obliged to rush her to the hospital. Just hurry up to Saint James hospital, pronto. I’ll see you when you get here,” she snapped, hanging up her phone and rolling her eyes on impulse. She walked over to me and smiled a little.

“Wow,” was all I could manage. It came out flat and emotionless.

“I really don’t like him,” she shook her head. “I didn’t even know I had his number!”

I smiled a little at her. “I’m just glad I’m not in that position.”

She nodded. “Yeah, I feel the same about Natalia. Do you think I will be in as much pain?” she asked, looking genuinely worried. I sighed.

“I don’t know, but I really hope not. What I want most is to be with you when it does happen, so we can go through it together, like we always should,” I smiled at her, kissing her lightly on the lips. Just then a car pulled up, swerving a little into a parking space, and Abbey tensed up. I recognized the guy as the one who lived a few doors down from my flat. I mentally made a note of keeping him away from Abbey.

“She’s in there, right?” He asked, and I could tell by the tone of his voice he was in no hurry. I could also tell he was drunk.

Abbey nodded. “Yeah, don’t take too long or you’ll miss it.”

He stared at her for a second then smiled a little. “Okay, little miss thang,” he said, failing at an American accent. Abbey rolled her eyes, and he decided to go inside. Abbey and I climbed into the car and drove back to our flat.

When we got home, Sam was there grinning at me. “Hey, happy 7 month check up, starting tomorrow!” she laughed, hugging Abbey and then me. Sam and I had gotten pretty close the past month and I could tell her anything. Abbey’s mom and sister had left to go back home for a while, but Sam stayed behind with us. Abbey kissed Sam’s cheek and smiled sheepishly at the both of us.

“I have to go to the bathroom, I’ll be right back,” she sighed, wobbling to the bathroom. Her stomach is actually quite big.

When she was out of earshot I turned to Sam excitedly. “Sam, I have to tell you something that you CANNOT tell Abbey, okay? I haven’t even told the boys this, so be ready,” I jumped up and down.

“What, what?” she asked, now as excited as I am.

“I’m going to propose to Abbey!” I whisper-yelled at her.

“Oh. My. GOSH!” she squealed, grabbing my hands and jumping up and down with me. Abbey walked in on our little dancing and squealing party and looked the same way she looked when I was squealing on the phone with Liam. That look was absolutely priceless.

“Uh, what’d I miss?” Abbey asked, looking suspicious.

“I just told Sam how Edna woman took our picture together and how excited I was about it!” I lied, grinning like a maniac.

Sam nodded. “I’m not really that excited, I just didn’t Niall to feel like a total loaner,” she sighed, brushing her self off like she had just been fighting someone, or something.

Abbey nodded, all suspicion gone from her face. She danced over to me and kissed me gently on the lips. I kissed her back and then I was off to make some phone calls, telling people to come over and party with us. It was going to be a fun little party that was mostly about Abbey and the baby, so everyone thought. I even invited over to people that I hadn’t talked to in a long time. This party was going to be great. I ran to my room to grab a little box and shoved it into my pocket.

Abbey’s POV

Niall and I were sitting on the couch together and Sam was on the floor. We were all watching movies when suddenly Harry, Louis, Liam, and Zayn all bursted in.

“Surprise!” they all yelled in unison, and then ran over and hugged me gently, all of their hugs slightly different. When Zayn finally got to me I grinned and messed up his hair before hugging him.

“Oh my GOD ABBEY!” he yelled, his voice kept getting louder and louder. “My hair!” he squealed. I laughed and poked his nose. Harry came over and kissed my forehead, and Liam gave me another hug. Louis almost pounced on Niall and I on the couch, and then kissed both of us several times on our faces. I laughed and shoved him away lightly.

“I would’ve dressed nicer if I knew you guys were coming,” I whined, looking at my clothes and then everyone else’s. I was wearing sweats. How fashionable I was today. I got up quickly and got dressed, then hurried back over to them and grinned. I looked around and saw some other people that I hadn’t before. I didn’t even recognize them.

Niall hurried over to me an then gestured over to the couch. I followed and sat down. He started pulling the boys over to him and they started singing. I was extremely confused, but after a few moments I recognized he song. It was their song, “Little Things”. Sam, Danielle, and Eleanor with sitting with me, and when Liam sang he was staring at Danielle, Louis at Eleanor, Niall at me, and, to my surprise, both Harry AND Zayn were staring directly at Sam. We were all completely mesmerized, and so were the people around us. When the song was over, Niall walked over to me and pulled me to stand up, grabbing both of my hands, getting down on one knee slowly. He was sweating, and he was really nervous. At first, I didn’t know what was happening until he reached into his pocket and pulled out a little box.

“Abbey Heartman,” he said, his gorgeous accent the only sound filling the room. “I have loved you since the day we moved you into that apartment over there,” he gestured to his left, where the apartment I used to live was. “Ever since that day I have been dreaming about exactly this,” he reached out his free hand and flicked the box open. There was a really pretty diamond ring in it, and it looked old. I gasped at how pretty it was. “Will you, Abbey Heartman, take me as not only your lover, but your husband?” he asked. He gulped, holding out the ring.

My eyes popped wide open. “Of course, Niall, of course!” I cried, flinging my arms around him. I forgot for just a moment that I was very pregnant. I pulled back quickly and kissed him on the lips while he slipped the ring onto my left ring finger. My eyes filled up with tears and I heard people congratulating us. I looked up at the boys, who were all staring at us wide eyed. Zayn pulled Niall back and ruffled his hair.

“You did good bro,” he whispered in his ear.

Niall’s POV

“Thanks Zayn,” I smiled, reaching out and messing with his hair.

“Oh my God, stop it,” he said, pushing me away.

Abbey and I laughed. I sat down on the couch next to Abbey and Sam and wrapped my arm around her. She looked really happy. I leaned over and kissed her lightly on the cheek and smiled at her.

“I love you so much Abbey,” I smiled.

“I love you too, Niall,” she smiled.

Notes

Sorry the proposal was quick and boring, because even thought this chapter wasn't that prolonged it still had taken me a long time to write it. So, I apologize.

Any questions? Please comment!