A/N Okay so before you all begin getting confused read this, it will take like 30 seconds, so there is now a time skip in the story. This was meant to happen at the beginning of this book but me being me I changed the storyline ! So there is a time skip, it's quite a big one, two years since they got married. It will make more sense later, you're probably thinking why is she doing such a  big time skip ??? confusing I know haha, I hope you all aren't too confused , just bear with me! I didn't want the story to be boring so I'm changing it up a bit to so it's not the same old boring shit all the time haha ! 

Niall's POV 

I looked outside to see Jenny's car pulling into our driveway. My heart began racing when I saw her get out of the car, she had text me asking if I was home because she wanted to talk. She could of this morning before work - yes she works now - and I don't. Oh, how the tables have turned. 

I did work for a while after Jenny and I got married, until we took a break from the band. I decided not to go back as Jenny and I wanted to start a family and properly settle down. We tried - our effort was unavailing. I gave up on the prospect after Jenny miscarried, again and again. Each time broke my heart a little more. I don't think I could go through it again. You think you're having a kid, you get all elated and then before you know it, it's like it never happened to begin with. 

Jenny was ill with the last miscarriage and I don't want to see her suffer again. It was quite distressing, I'm just thankful for the fact none of her pregnancies got out to the press. Imagine if it did, then she miscarried and we would of had to see it on every newspaper and every article online. I know that would be horrible. In a sense, I'm glad she miscarried early each time before we had told the public. 

I jumped slightly when the door opened, having been in a world of my own, looking over at Jenny with wide eyes which made her frown. 

"Jeez blondie, do I look that bad?" Jenny asked, raising her eyebrows at me as she walked into our house. 

"No, no, y'just scared me, s'all." I shrugged, biting on my nails and walking over to the couch, sitting down and watching her as she sat adjacent to me. 

"That's me done work for the day." She smiled, lying down and resting her head on my lap. I smiled down at her softly and began to play with her hair gently. 

"Good, now I have company for the evening." I smiled. I don't get many evenings alone with her now. She's so busy with work. She owns her own company now, a makeup company. It started off small, just in the UK but now it has began selling all over the world. I'm so proud of her, she worked so hard to get where she is. She's still a makeup artist as well on the side, she travels a lot. I either hitch along with her, like she used to do with me, or I stay home alone. (Which I hate). It's funny, our roles have completely switched. 

I still do work as well though, I don't just sit at home all the time. I do the odd bit of TV presenting alongside other various things. I like to keep myself busy when Jenny's working. 

"Yeah, we can cuddle and watch a movie, it's been a while since we done that." Jenny grinned, looking up at me through her eyelashes as she kicked off her shoes, reaching down and rubbing her feet. 

"Sounds like a great evening." I smiled back, caressing her hair gently, taking the remote and picking a movie on Netflix on the telly. "What was it you wanted to talk to me about?" I looked down at her after about five minutes of playing with her hair, the film just beginning. 

"Oh, it doesn't matter anymore, let's just have a nice evening, forget I even said anything." She shrugged it off, earning a slight frown from me. 

"Come on, please, you know you can talk to me about anything." I told her, reaching down and kissing the top of her head. She sighed quietly and sat up, nibbling on her own nails and looking at me worriedly. "Did you do something?" I asked, beginning to get worried. 

"No, no, no, I just wanted to talk about .... something." She trailed off and sighed again. 

"And that something is?" I asked, looking over at her and rubbing her knee reassuringly. 

"Niall, I just don't want to ruin the evening, I feel like you'll have a freak attack or something." She sighed deeply, running a hand through her hair and looking up at me. 

"Jen, as long as you haven't done anything to hurt me I promise I won't have a freak attack." I assured her but she didn't look too reassured. Her manner was unnerving me. 

"Niall, I want a baby." She simply said then which made my heart stop for a second. Okay, maybe she was right about the freak attack thing. She knows how this subject easily puts me on the edge. 

"I- I - I thought we agreed we would like wait.." I trailed off, looking over at her which made her sigh deeply. 

"Yes, Niall, we have, it's been six months and I'm now finally ready to try again." She looked up at me hopefully. I knew my answer was not going to be what she wants to hear. 

"Jenny, I don't think I'm ready." I sighed, looking up at her, watching her hopeful expression deflate. She looked crestfallen, but not all that surprised. She knows how I feel about this, she's my wife, she knows me too well. 

She looked away from me and just sighed quietly again. "But Niall." She sighed and rubbed a hand over her face. "You said you wanted another, you left the band so we could settle down and have a baby, where is that baby?" She sighed. 

"Jenny, I just don't want to have to watch you go through another miscarriage love." I rubbed her knee again, looking down at her helplessly. 

"I know, but if I'm extra careful and take real good care of myself I'm sure it will be fine." She attempted to sound optimistic, it didn't change my mind. I knew last pregnancy it wasn't her fault, it's nothing she's been doing.

"Jenny, you know that doesn't matter love." I sigh and reach out, gently stroking her cheek, surprised she didn't flinch away considering I knew she was now upset. 

"Niall, I just really want a kid, can you not understand that?" She questioned, looking up at me with watery eyes. "We've been trying for so long I just want our baby already." She put her face in her hands so I couldn't see the tear roll down her cheeks. 

"And we will have our baby just.. not yet." I sighed and looked down at her, playing with her hair gently to which she pulled away from me and sat up, fresh tears rolling down her cheeks which made me feel responsible. I reached out to wipe them away but she slapped my hand. 

"I uh.. I have to go back to work." She sighed, picking up her bag while I stared at her incredulously. 

"You said you had the evening off?" I looked at her confused. 

"Well, got a call." She mumbled, picking up her bag again which had me tugging at my roots. She did not get a call, I have been with her this whole time since she came home. 

"No you didn't, don't fucking lie." I snapped and sighed deeply.

"Well this talk is over isn't it?" She asked, raising an eyebrow. "You've made it clear so I'm just gonna go back to work." 

"Jenny for gods sake just because I said not yet doesn't mean you have to fucking leave again!" I basically yell, feeling quite upset myself but managing to hold myself together. I just wanted a nice evening with her and now I've fucked it all up, haven't I? 

"I'm going." She stated pulling on her coat and picking up her bag. 

"Jenny, please don't leave, look I'm sorry I know how much you want this, can you please stay so we can at least talk about this?" I basically pleaded, reaching for her hand which she pulled away. When she saw my distress she sighed and hugged me quickly. It was a pleasant 'I don't hate you Niall, I'm just upset so I need to get out of here" hug. I hugged her back tightly and rocked us back and forth gently. "I love you so much." I whispered to her, stroking her hair. 

"Yeah, I still need to go." She told me before picking up her bag and walking to the door. I tried to get her to change her mind but my attempts were fruitless.  When she's upset or angry, she likes to be left alone. I understand that because I understand her, I know her too well by now. 

I just wish maybe she understood me like I understood her. 

Jenny's POV

When I got into my car I almost broke into tears, I just want this so bad. I know deep down Niall does as well, he's just scared. I rubbed a hand over my face and pulled down the visor, looking in the mirror and sighing quietly at my reflection. I looked so pathetic, sitting here with watery eyes. 

I pushed the visor back up and turned on my car, leaving the driveway and going back to work. I don't need to work, I just needed to get out of the house. I guess if I get extra work done tonight I can spend more time with Niall tomorrow. I know he'd like that, I know how much he loathes being home alone, I can't help it, well I probably could now but usually, I'm so overcome with work I barely have time to breath. 

I planned to hire a new manager, to take over my work- that was if Niall and I were going to have a kid- but that probably won't happen any time soon so I don't know if I will. 

When I got back to the office I smiled when I saw Andrew, my favourite employee who works for me. He works at reception, he always makes me smile. 

"Hi Jenny, what are you doing back?" He asked, taking off his earpiece and looking at me a little confused. 

"Just thought I could get some extra work done." I show him a fake smile which was credible. I know how to fake a smile by now, I do it quite respectably. He nodded a little unsurely but let me go to my office. "Get me a coffee." I yelled as I walked into it to which he nodded from behind. 

Once sat at my desk with my coffee, sitting in front of my laptop, I looked around my office, really cursing the fact it was all glass surrounding it because anyone passing by could see in, meaning I couldn't have a good cry in here, unless I pulled the blinds which was only a bit too suspicious. 

I didn't pick the glass, it was Niall. He designed this whole building for me. We were in a tiny one before this one. He bought it, decorated it and surprised me with it almost one year ago to be exact. It was the best present ever. He told me it was our anniversary present, I think he done it to lift my spirits. It was just after we'd lost the second baby, I was quite melancholic, I know he done it to try make me happy again. It worked, I was over the moon and so were all my workers. I was then able to expand the business and thus, we became even more successful with the right people. 

The whole business was Niall's idea as well. He's the one who basically set it up for me, he knew the right people who helped me create the line and well, with Niall's fame, I guess that sort of helped with the sales. Nonetheless, we managed to basically sell out when we first went online. It was phenomenal, I never anticipated it to be as popular as it is. I have Niall to thank for that. 

Without him, I would have none of this. 

As Andrew came in with my coffee I quickly wiped my eyes, knowing I shouldn't be sad right now, I should be happy. I should be grateful for everything I have and everything Niall has done for me. I shouldn't be dwelling on what we don't have, it isn't much to be honest. Just a baby... 

"Oh honey, what's wrong?" He asked as he set down the coffee, putting a hand on my shoulder. 

"Nothing, nothing." I shook my head and wiped under my eyes again. "Just feeling all emotional tonight." I chuckled quietly. He nodded and rubbed my shoulder while I sipped on my coffee. 

"Maybe you should go home to Niall, maybe cuddle, relax, you've done enough work today." He assured me. I shook my head and put down the cup, knowing I did not want to face Niall again this evening. I know I have probably made him feel quite perturbed, I didn't mean to, I just... everyone fucks up sometimes okay. And I mean, he promised me six months ago we would try again soon. I want to try again! And he won't. I understand he's upset but I have given him time, I've even managed to get over it and I didn't even want kids to begin with. It was him desperate for them and now it's the other way around. 

Oh how the tables have turned. 

I sighed deeply, running a hand over my face before getting into the zone and getting back to work to get my mind off of things. Which is something I do a lot. 

Niall's POV 

I spent the evening pottering around aimlessly and sitting around unsettled and pretty anxious, awaiting Jenny to come home. 

Eight o'clock came, nine o'clock came and by ten o'clock I was exhausted and had lost hope. I made myself a mug of hot chocolate before going upstairs and curling up in bed, feeling quite sequestered here in this big house alone. 

Nothing I amen't used to by this rate though.

I sent Jenny a text saying 'sorry if I upset you, I love you, please come home soon. I miss you :(' 

I checked my phone every few minutes to see if there was a response from her, after half an hour and there still wasn't I checked the text to see if it delivered.. it had... and she had even read it, which means she's ignoring me. 

Great, I sighed deeply and rolled over, trying to sleep but inevitably, sleep was unattainable when I was so worried about her. 

I just wish I could keep her happy. 

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A/N Sorry for not updating in so long (again) I just am so overcome by school work and I'm so stressed out at the minute you know how it is !! My christmas exam begin tomorrow and instead of studying I'm here finishing this hahah , they start too early omg. And yeah, sorry, I've been sick too so I haven't been in the best of form to write, I was in hospital a few nights and that's where I done most of this chapter because there is literally nothing to do in there !!!! Anyways, I'm alive and well, thank you all for being so patient for the updates it means so much to me !! 

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