Chapter 14:

*Brooklyn POV*

"Can we talk?" Niall inquired, worry lines evident on his face. I quirked an eyebrow at him.

"Uh, sure?" I answered and glanced around the concert area. Everyone was about to head out since the rehearsal had just ended. 

"Wanna talk here or head back to the hotel?" He asked as he wrung his hands together nervously.

"Whatever is more comfortable for you," I shrugged. He glanced around a bit before locking eyes with me once again.

"We can go back to my room, it'll be quieter." Niall suggested. I nodded and followed him out of the building. Thoughts whirled around in my head as I used my crutches to get into the van. Niall was silent the entire car ride, his fingers constantly moving. They were either tapping against the car door, his thumbs twiddling, or they were running through his shaggy blonde hair. His breath was uneven, as if trying to figure out how to speak.

My own nerves made my stomach churn. What was worrying Niall so much? Did it have something to do with his reaction to the playground? 

Niall started to chew on his bottom lip, refusing to look me in the eye. It was such a contrast to his usual happy-go-lucky attitude I had seen in the last few weeks of 'knowing' him.

"We're here." The driver announced. I mumbled a quiet thank-you and followed Niall out of the car. He helped me get situated with my crutches and together we made our way to the elevator. The hotel was eerily quiet, seeing as the fans had yet to find the boys. 

When we finally reached Niall's room, I was about to boil over with nervousness. Niall seemed to feel the same.

"I have o tell you about something that happened last year."

*****Niall POV******

Flashbacks of everything that happened exactly a year ago rushed into my head. The pain was just as bad as when it first happened. 

***Flashback***

"Niall, I'm pregnant." Brook said while tears glistened on her cheeks. The shock of it all hit me like a ton of bricks, but without even thinking, I pulled the brunette girl with the beautiful blue eyes into my arms. Neither of us said anything as we clung to each other. 

"I love you." I whispered into her hair. Her arms tightened around my neck.

"I love you too." She mumbled back. 

"And I'm going to love our little boy." I added.

"You mean our little girl?" Brook smirked through her tears. I pressed my lips against her forehead.

"Either way, I'm going to love it more than anything else in the world. Except for you."

"And pizza." Brook teased while I rolled my eyes.

***Still Flashback***

"Mr. Horan, Ms. Tomlinson.." The doctor looked grave. It was five months after I found out I was going to be a dad. Five months since my entire world changed, in a good way. We were ready for this baby and I couldn't wait to hold him (I was right, it was a baby boy.) and just whisper how much I loved him.

You're just a small bump unborn, in four months you're brought to life,

You might be left with my hair, but you'll have your mother's eyes,

I'll hold your body in my hands, be as gentle as I can, but for now you're a scan of my unmade plans,

A small bump. In four months, you're brought to life

I'll whisper quietly, I'll give you nothing but truth,

If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you

You are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers 'round my thumb and hold me tight.

Oh, you are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers 'round my thumb and hold me tight.

And you'll be alright.

You're just a small bump unknown, you'll grow into your skin.

With a smile like hers and a dimple beneath your chin.

Finger nails the size of a half grain of rice,

And eyelids closed to be soon opened wide

A small bump, in four months you'll open your eyes.

And I'll hold you tightly, I'll give you nothing but truth,

If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you

You are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.

Oh, you are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.

And you'll be alright.

You can lie with me,

With your tiny feet

When you're half asleep,

I'll leave you be.

Right in front of me

For a couple weeks

So I can keep you safe.

'Cause you are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers 'round my thumb and hold me tight.

You are my one and only.

You can wrap your fingers 'round my thumb and hold me tight.

And you'll be alright.

"I'm very, very sorry, the heartbeat is gone."

You were just a small bump unborn for four months then torn from life.

Maybe you were needed up there but we're still unaware as why.

*End Flashback*

"What is it, Niall?" Brook persisted, a frown on her beautiful features.

"Brook, last year. You.. You were pregnant. It was going to be a beautiful baby boy but four months before your due date, his heartbeat just stopped. It.. It was a mystery to the doctors, but they guessed it was because he wasn't completely formed and he wasn't quite strong enough." I rushed out, not wanting to dwell on it all over again.

Brook just completely froze. After a little while, she opened her mouth to speak but nothing came out. Her tongue poked out and she wetted her lips, but still no words would come out. She abruptly stood up and reached for her crutches. She whispered a "I'm.. I'm sorry, I can't.." before bolting out of the room.

I rested my head on my hands and let the tears pour down my face.