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I'm going to stop ohmygod- 
At this point it's got its own storyline and shit. Like alternate ending? We don't know her. 
                          
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I gave Niall the permission to decide our honeymoon spot and he took full advantage of it because I was in a plane, unaware of where we're headed. He did mention that it would take us almost half a day to go to. 
                          
Half a day ended up passing and we landed in Nassau, Bahamas. I definitely wasn't expecting that but I didn't regret letting him pick. Although the Bahamas was like central spot for every honeymooner, it's also the best place to be at. And my love for beaches just made it that much more better. 
                          
We checked into our hotel room and just went to sleep. It was late in the Bahamas and we were exhausted from all the travelling. 
                          
Waking up the next morning, Niall was not in bed with me. He walked out of the washroom in his swimwear. 
                          
"You're going swimming?" I asked, my voice thick with sleep. 
                          
"Yes and you're coming with me," he said. I nodded, quickly getting ready. 
                          
"Wait like... are we getting into the water?" I asked. 
                          
"No," He sassed. "Of course you genius," he laughed. 
                          
"Okay. Let me just-," I stopped myself, removing my rings. They're all too precious for me to lose. 
                          
"Oh Yeah, right," Niall nodded, slipping his wedding band off. I put all of them in a little pouch and placed them safely in our suitcase. 
                          
We spent the whole day at the beach, initially tanning and then playing in the water. Obviously beaches exhaust me. The past two months had been a little hectic with all the wedding planning that this time off felt so necessary. 
                          
That night, we returned to bed with, surprising, quite a lot of energy. We went to bed at early hours of the morning, finally being tired enough to fall asleep. 
                          
We spent two long weeks in the Bahamas, having an absolute blast. We did everything that they had to offer and we were enjoying our honeymoon to its fullest. 
                          
Returning back to LA, was a little saddening. We had to jump back to work and leave behind all the fun but Niall reassured me that we'd come back whenever I'd like to. 
                          
A few months go by and Niall and I are quite busy with our own works. Niall was in the midst of releasing an album whereas I was being assigned shoots after shoots. We were busy but it never meant we didn't have time for each other. 
                          
Like every other day, I returned home much earlier than Niall did. I wasn't expecting him home until nine or ten in the night. I wasn't worried about him because he always texts me each hour with what he's doing and how he'd rather do me instead. 
                          
He's still a hormonal teenage boy, I swear. 
                          
I changed my clothes and realised our toothpaste had gotten over, so I reached into our cabinet to grab another tube of toothpaste. While doing so, I noticed my unopened pack of pads. I reminded myself to check the day and make sure I'm ready when it does come around. 
                          
I opened to new toothpaste and left the washroom, grabbing my phone to check the date. I was over three weeks late for my period. 
                          
Well shit. 
                          
In the hustle and bustle of my job my period completely slipped my mind. I was pacing my room, running my hand through my hair. Immediately I called Jasmin. 
                          
"Jas I'm three weeks late," I mumbled into the phone as soon as she picked up. 
                          
"Late for what- oh. Drink a shit ton of water, I'm getting you some pregnancy tests," she said and ended the call. I did as she said and waited for her. She came rushing in with a bag of clear-blue tests and shoved them into my hand.