mrs-liam-james-payne said: You can't, that's not fair on you *shakes head*
*sits up and pulls drip out of arm* let’s go.
that-little-irish-boy said: *comes back and gives necklace to emma* i was going to give it to holly, b-but you can. *leaves quickly*
*sighs*
mrs-liam-james-payne said: What do I do - *tears up*
We could leave? *bites lip*
mrs-liam-james-payne said: *lays beside you on the hospital bed, cuddling up to you* Oh my God! Niall - there's 15 hours til our daughters birthday and she doesn't even have a parent with her *sits up* I can't leave you *shakes head* You can't leave *tears up, buries face into your chest* I'm a horrible mother!
*pulls you closer* you’re not em I promise!
that-little-irish-boy said: I guess you don't need me anymore.. *throws my friendship bracelet at the end of your bed* goodbye em. *smiles weakly at emma* and n-Niall good bye
*glares at you*
mrs-liam-james-payne said: *looks into your beautiful eyes* I love you, ya know?
*blushes* I love you more.
mrs-liam-james-payne said: I think we needed a bit of variation ... a child born in wedlock is just what we need *laughs softly* But y-you'll really still ... you'll still marry me?
*smiles softly and hums a tune* And out of all these things I’ve done.. I think I love you better now.
that-little-irish-boy said: *wipes eyes* i guess you can't. *frowns*
*looks away*
that-little-irish-boy said: *cries* look at me. and tell me i'm your bestfriend. because if you don't im going. forever. niall
*heart rate goes up on monitor*
that-little-irish-boy said: *sighs and walks to door* this will be the last dramatic thing that will ever come out of my mouth.. but i've never felt so hated by you ever.. *tears up* of all the horrible things we've said to eachother over the years, that has been the worst.
*turns to face the other way*
that-little-irish-boy said: *looks at you hurt* I don't know what this is anymore.. Honestly. I'm sorry I'm so horrible and I'll be outside *gets up and accident drops song writing book* fuck! *frowns and crouches down onto the floor in tears*
*rolls over in hospital bed*
that-little-irish-boy said: whats up to me? *shakes head* niall im tired and lost and i need my bestfriend. not someone who tells me they love me one minute, gets me pregnant then tells me it was a mistake. *hits head against the wall*
Wow. I’m in a hospital bed with my WIFE next to me, and you still make it all about you.
that-little-irish-boy said: *looks down* everything was a mistake.. i was a mistake and *tear rolls down cheek* i'm sorry. i'll just get rid of it. I'll leave your life too. *smiles at you sadly*
Liv, it’s up to you.
that-little-irish-boy said: d-do you want me to get rid of th- this baby. *looks down*
*gulps* it’s not up to me Liv.. it was a mistake. I’m really sorry..
