Jenny's POV 

Joanna allowed me to keep the sample document in order to show Niall, which I stored away, intending to show him soon. Before Laura came to collect Mason the following evening. I made us all dinner before tucking Arabella into bed and making my way to the living room where he was with Mason. 

I smiled softly as I walked in, seeing him lying on the couch on his back with Mason lying on his belly on Niall's chest fast asleep. I couldn't tell him yet, not when he looking so content laying there with him. I didn't want to ruin this precious moment, even if it wasn't a father-son moment. 

"Aren't you two so cute." I smiled as I came in and took a seat next to him, letting him rest his head on my lap. I began to play with his hair then, subconsciously without much thought. I ran my hands through his blonde locks which needed a good dye. 

"Do you want me to dye your hair for you?" I asked Niall as he rubbed Mason's back gently. I had dyed his hair many times. I did it often while he was in the band, I was his wife and his personal hairdresser. Soon to be again. 

He looked up at me through his eyelashes which made me smile, watching his blue eyes flicker from my face back down to Mason again, keeping a close watch on him as though something was going to happen him. "Yeah, I'd like that." He smiled before turning his attention back to the baby on his chest. 

I cast my eyes away from his then as I stopped running my hand through his hair. I stared at the ground, wondering how I was going to tell him. Tomorrow morning, I whispered to myself. 

"Huh?" Niall peered up at me. "Did you say something, babe?" He questioned. 

"No, no." I shook my head, biting on my lip as I cursed myself quietly for being so stupid. "I'm just gonna go take a bubble bath." I leaned down, kissing him gently before he lifted his head so I could stand up. 

Once I exited the room, I stood outside the door for a few minutes, running a hand through my hair as I worried about how I was going to tell him. Just as I was about to begin making my way upstairs, I was stopped when I heard Niall's voice. 

"I'm sorry I ever even thought I didn't want to be a part of your life." I heard him say quietly. Frowning, I moved closer to the door, pressing my body against the wall as I listening. 

"It was a really horrible thing for me to ever even think." He quietly said. I peered into the room and saw he was talking to the baby, since he was facing the other way, I was able to watch without him seeing me. 

"I just thought you being around here was gonna hurt your big sister and your step mammy." He said, rubbing Mason's back gently. "It did hurt your step mammy at the start, but I think she's taking a liking to you." He smiled as he spoke which made me smile as well. 

"I always wanted a little boy and now I finally have one, you're a cute one too." He said, ruffling Mason's hair. "I'm glad you are a part of my life Mason. You may not have been made out of love, son, but I certainly do love you." He whispered before kissing the top of his head. 

His last statement made my eyes fill with tears, I suddenly felt even worse than I already did keeping this from him. He loved  this kid, how was I supposed to tell him it might not be his? 

I wiped under my eyes and walked up the stairs quietly before locking myself in the bathroom. I knew it wasn't my fault he may have thought a child that wasn't his, was his, but I still felt part to blame. Especially considering the fact that it was me who was going to have to tell him. Laura wasn't going to tell him she faked a paternity test. 

Once out of the bath, I dried off before taking Niall's fluffy bath robe and wrapping myself in it. Making my way to bed, I smiled softly when I saw Niall was in bed with Mason next to him. Mason was sleeping while Niall was lying next to him, watching him with a soft smile as he rubbed his back. 

"Have we got company in bed tonight?" I smiled softly, taking off the robe and putting on one of Niall's shirts before I crawled into bed next to them. 

"If you don't mind." He replied as I lay down. "Laura's picking him up tomorrow evening." He told me as he wrapped Mason's blanket around him. 

"Of course I don't." I smiled, reaching forward and stroking his cheek gently. I simpered softly as he leaned forward, gently pressing our lips together. He moved our lips together for a few seconds before pulling back. 

"Love you." He whispered. 

"I love you." I replied, avoiding eye contact because I knew I was probably going to ruin this happiness in the morning. But somebody had to get the truth out. He can't be living a lie either, if the case may be. 

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Niall's POV 

Each time Mason cried during the night, I made sure to tend to him before he woke Jenny up. In the morning I was quite exhausted but the way he gurgled happily next to me in the morning, looking all adorable made it worth it. 

I carried him downstairs to make him a bottle, only to find Jenny downstairs making us breakfast with a bottle prepared for Mason, sitting on the table waiting for him. "Morning babe." I chirped, coming over and kissing her cheek gently. 

"Morning Niall." She replied, placing some waffles in the centre of the table. She rested her hand on my shoulder and leant down, kissing my gently. "We need to have a chat after breakfast." She whispered once she pulled away before taking a seat at the other side of the table. 

I gulped when she said this, suddenly growing worried. What did she want to talk about? My first assumption was she was unhappy having Mason around. I wouldn't have blamed her, and I wouldn't have been angry at her if that was the case. I would have completely understood. 

Smiling unsurely, I nodded as I began to feed Mason his milk. I barely touched my own food, too anxious to know what Jenny wanted to talk about. Once Mason was fed and burped, I just looked to Jenny, waiting for her to tell me whatever it was she needed to tell me. 

"What is it then?" I questioned. 

"Clear the table, I'll be back in a minute." She told me before leaving the room. I frowned, but stood up with Mason in one arm, using my spare one to put the plates into the dishwasher. Once I wiped down the table, I walked to the living room, sitting down next to Jenny. 

I peered over her shoulder, trying to view what she was holding. "What is it?" I questioned, frowning slightly. 

"We have to talk." She quietly spoke as she folded the papers she was clutching. "I uh...I may have found something out and I don't know what it means but all I know is you need to know." She told me and I suddenly grew worried. 

"What?" I asked, furrowing my eyebrows. 

"Just, here, have a look for yourself." She moved closer to me, unfolding the papers and producing them in front of me. I examined them for a few seconds, my eyes skimming through them. I immediately recognised the one in her left hand, it was the paternity test. In her right, was what looked to be a second paternity test...

"What's this?" I frowned. 

"This is the paternity test Laura gave you." She held it up. "And this is a sample document of a what a real paternity test should look like." She informed me. My eyes widened substantially and I quickly snatched the two pieces of paper out of her hand. 

"W-what's the difference?" I stammered a little as I spoke. She leaned forward and pointed out the differences to me. Hospital stamp, signature. I suddenly felt sick, a lump rising in my thought. "Well, what does this mean?" 

"I don't know what it means." She shrugged. "Either Laura faked the paternity test because she was too scared to get one or.. Laura faked the paternity test because...well, you aren't the father..." She trailed off, biting her lip. 

"I'm not doing this because I'm some type of pyscho  girlfriend, it was Joanna who actually pointed it out to me. She was the one who noticed and this is her sample document from college." She informed me as my mouth went dry. 

I nodded silently, peering down at the little boy I was holding in my arms. The little boy I genuinely felt love for now. I felt my eyes fill with tears at the prospect of him not actually being my son. 

"Niall, so what are we going to do?" Jenny questioned, pulling my out of my train of thoughts. I blinked back the tears and then peered up at her.

"I don't want to talk about this." I abruptly answered before standing up and going upstairs with Mason where I just lay in bed with him, kind of hoping it wasn't true. I wanted to be his father. 

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Jenny's POV

"I don't know what to do, I feel terrible for telling him." I said to Andrew, running a hand through my hair. He took a seat on the couch while I paced the living room floor. "He hasn't come downstairs since and he barely said anything about it." 

"Look, you did what was right. He can't have no baby momma lying to him that she's his baby momma when she ain't his baby momma." 

"What?" I frowned as I could not comprehend what he was attempting to say. "English, please?"

"He can't have no hoe lying to him." He replied as I just shook my head at him. 

"God, you are no help." 

"I know I look like a God, but I'm not, I swear." She smiled cockily. 

"Andrew. This is serious, stop trying to be funny." I snapped. He just shrugged in return, not really affected by my snappy tone. 

Just before he could speak again, we were interrupted by a knocking on the door. I went and answered it, only to find Laura. I had to stop myself from 1) rolling my eyes when I saw her and 2) snapping her head off her neck. 

"I'm here for Mason." She smiled. 

"Oh, come right in." I sarcastically smiled, stepping back and allowing her to enter. 

"Oh, hey bitch." Andrew chuckled as she walked into the living room, earning a glare from her. 

"Andrew, go get Niall and please just shut up." I rolled my eyes. 

"Okay." He chirped, standing up and walking to the door. "Niall!" He yelled as loud as he could. "Your baby momma is here!" 

"Well, I could have done that myself." I rolled my eyes as I took a seat. He just smiled as he returned into the room and a few moments later, Niall came down, holding Mason in one arm and the two documents in the other. 

"I think we need to talk." Niall said as he walked into the room. 

"What?" Laura questioned, looking rather confused as she walked over to see Mason. "Hell little man." She cooed, kissing his forehead before taking a step back. 

"You lied to me." Niall snapped, his voice quivering a little as he spoke. 

"W-what do you mean?" Her voice suddenly sounded worried. 

"You know what I mean." He growled, shoving the documents in her hands. 

She took a moment to examine the documents he had given her before her eyes widened a little. "What's this?" She questioned, as though she had no idea what he was talking about. 

"Why did you lie to me? Why did you fake a paternity test?" He questioned, his voice raising with each word he spoke. 

She looked back at him, before just beginning to laugh. I looked at her disgusted as she just laughed at Niall. It was a mocking laugh, as though saying 'more fool you'. I had to hold back from punching her in the face, and that's putting it lightly. 

"Because you're not the father." She told him, making his entire expression drop. He honestly looked heartbroken. 

"What? Well, if I'm not the father, who is?" He questioned, peering down at Mason before looking back up at her. 

"Andrew." She smirked making all of our eyes widen. 

"Andrew?!" Niall exclaimed. 

"Andrew?!" I incredulously yelled. 

"Andrew?!" Andrew exclaimed, looking just as bewildered as us.  

"Andrew." Laura smiled. As I watched her, I couldn't help but wonder if she really was telling the truth this time. She had a tendency to lie and I knew Niall and I couldn't take her word for it.

 "Okay, are you sure I'm not the father." Niall looked between Andrew and her, while she stood smirking deviously, making my blood boil. 

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