" I need you in me now Harry" you groan in his ear. You waited for him to do something but he didn't. Instead he sighed and looked at his limpy cock ."I um .. seem to be having a, a uhm, a little bit of a problem down here." he frowns. Trying not to laugh you question, " Am I not turning you on tonight?" . He quickly shakes his head and says "No ! No babe you are sexiest thing on the planet. I just don't know what's going on." he frowns pocking at it, causing you to laugh . " It's not funny " he pouts. You plant a kiss upon his lips and smile "Right " you giggle as your hand travels up his thigh" Now let me help.".
Louis
He took another deep breath"I can't get it." he groans angrily as he stares intensely at his unarroused cock. "Wonder why?" you ask. This wasn't like Louis at all . " I want to but it's just not working" Louis mumbled sadly . You smile and try to held by beginning to place kisses down his neck and chest. Seeing that it wasn't working you even tried, pumping him but it didn't even being get him a little bit hard. "Guess it's just not happening " you sighed in disappointment. "Don't worry babe at least this gives us more time for me to pleasure you" he winked taking of your panties.
Zayn
"Fuck." he mumbles breathing deeply. "Almost there. Almost there." he chants to his penis as you lay in bed beside him. " I could help you harden up babe." you suggest, running your hand gently down his thigh He groans in frustration again as he looks at his penis that is standing 2/4 up. "Bloody hell." he curses again .You lean over him and plant a kiss on his lips. "Babe it's ok" You rub his shoulder trying to calm him down. "Don't beat yourself up about it. We can do other fun things." you smile sweetly at him as you cuddle next to him.
Niall
You look at yourself and sigh "Is it my fault?" you ask insecurely, beginning to dress yourself again but he stops your hands and takes them in his. "N- no love. Never think that" he looks into your eyes. He had been trying to prep himself up for sex but he just couldn't. He whiped the tears that fell from you cheek with kisses. "I- I" you beging to cry. "I know I'm not the most sexiest person out there but I didn't know I could kill boners." Your tears began to fall harder . Instead of kissing your tears he kisses your lips. "Don't ever say that Princess your the sexiest person in the world . Please don't say that" he says heartbroken that you think that "It's just that some nights it just not meant to happen." he expalines to you. You nod as he wraps his arms around you . " You are the most beautiful , sexiest women anyone eyes would be lucky to lay upon" he adds before kissing you.
Liam
"Li " You pout pressing your body against his " Li wake up" you run his fingers through as he tried to open his sleepy eyes. "I need you. So, So, So bad." you mumble, giving him a deep kiss between each word. He slurs a sleepy 'Mkay.' and yawns as you begin to palm him, letting your own need take you over. You quickly pull his pants down and start to pump him, lips and mouth watering thinking of the gift to come. After a while nothing major happens like you would usually see, he looks at you sleepily, "What's taking so long." Sighing you flop back on your side, and turn the light off, "Ask your limp dick that?" you hiss before falling asleep, hoping the morning would be different.
Harry was probably the happiest person on the planet when he learned he was going to be a father unfortunately the same could not be said for the mother. A few days after giving birth to Darcy, the mother disappeared. Harry didn't get angry because his arms he held the most perfect thing , his princess, his pride and joy. You came into the picture about two later and a year after that found yourself sitting at a princess tea party. "Mummy you looks so pretty please come in and join us " Little Darcy said in her princess dress guiding you from the doorway to the living room. You were a bit surprised on what she had just called you. " Now who is joining us for our tea party" Harry asked as he sat by the mini table with a tea pot and china cups " Mummy " Darcy sang . Harry was at a bit loss before he realized that Darcy was referencing you. A smile spread across Harry's face as help you sit down and poured you some tea.
Louis
Bless the poor man. He really did try his best to recreate your cooking but there was just something that was horrifyingly off about the dish that laid on the dinning room table between him and his son .The boy had requested your cooking for dinner tonight and but now innocently asked if it was too late to order pizza. " I s'pose it isn't" Louis laughed as he began to dial the pizza place , it was interpreted but your name popping up on the screen. His face lid up as you answered "Hey beautiful! Hows your trip?" he asked you but before he could continue little tiny hands were tugging at arm holding the phone "I wanna' talk! I wanna' please talk!" his son pleaded. Louis handed off the phone and watched a big smile spread upon his sons face as he spoke to you ."Mummy! Please Come home! I need to go to house again, I miss you!And your cooking it's the best." . You and Louis both laughed
Zayn
The past couple of years had been tough on Zayn . Zayns ex wife had cheated and left Zayn and their son .Him and his ex wife have had a very public divorce. Something he really hated, to make things worse for months he would hear his son crying himself to sleep through the walls his apartment . The neighbours were begin to complain about the noise at night.You became the shining light in these dark times for Zayn . You had brought life back into him and you helped him through all the pain he was in . You force him to realize his son was the most important thing to him and he had to get himself together. Slowly you two became more than dearest friends, he realized how much he was falling in love with you . One night as he helped his son with math homework , a piece of paper fell from his binder. Zayn had picked it up and began to read it , realizing it was his son English essay . There was a teacher note saying it was the best in the class. He also noticed there was a picture of Him , Zayn and Y/N when they went to Spain during spring break. Zayn began to read the essay and tears began to form in his eyes as he read his intro "My essay will be about my two heros , the two most important people in my life . My dad Zayn and my mum Y/N"
Niall
You enter the flat of your boyfriend , closing the door carefully behind you , you are surprised to be see a half cooked breakfast , something strange in the Horan's and a bit more surprised to hear an argument steering up from one of the bedrooms. You quickly finished making breakfast before walking down the hallway and into Niall's daughter's room . You find the pair and quickly figure out what the problem was. His daughter stood back to you , hair on top of her head, chubby fists resting on her hips. "Daddy, No! NO! You don't do that, no!" A stressed Niall took a deep breath before he caught your eye and sighing, sticking his tongue out at your grin, Causing the small child to turn around in excitement , seeing you and let out an squeal, lunging toward you , wrapping her arms around your legs; "Mummy! Mummy please help me with my hair!" . You were startled for a second , never had the little girl ever called you Mummy , looking at Niall who is a bit shocked himself but nodding in approval You smiled taking the hair brush from Niall and agreeing to fix her hair.
Liam
Liam and the rest of the boys had another chance to work with Comic Relief this year again and he had gone to help out in Kenya this time. As much as he wanted to bring his son he knew it was too dangerous to bring him along . You two had decided his little boy could stay with you considering that Liam had won full custody and didn't trust his son's mother. You didn't mind though having the little boy stay with you. You loved the three year old boy He looked so much like his father with the famous Payne smile and big brown eyes. Tonight you two had decided to watch a movie and considering his daddy was in Africa his son decided to watch Tarzan. You two cuddled and ate popcorn and soon enough the movie had ended and you carefully lifted lifted the sleeping boy in your arms and made your way to the guest room where he had been sleeping the past couple of days. You laid him on the bed gently and tucked him in before planting a kiss on his forehead. As you were about to leave and close the door behind you the sleeping boy mumbled "I love you mummy thank you for tonight " .. You thought it was his sleepiness kicking in but when you noticed how awake he still was you knew he was serious. You smiled as you turned the lights off "I love you too ,goodnight"
She's sat on the floor, a giant pout on her face. Her brother stole her favorite teddy and won't give it back. He keeps threatening to rip his head off and he's worked her up so much that she's crying, screaming for her teddy. Harry hurries into the room, a confused look on his face. "What's going on in here?" Harry stares sternly at his son, eyeing up her teddy is his hand. "Nothing daddy," Ben pipes up, hiding her teddy behind his back. "Then why is your sister crying?" Harry asks, bending down to her level, pulling her into his lap. "He stole teddy!" she points, wiping away a tear. "I did not!" Harry raises an eyebrow at him, completely aware of his lie. "Yes you did!" "Give teddy back to her. Now. Don't make me have to tell mommy on you." His eyes go wide and he drops the bear, running out of the room. "Teddy!" she squeals happily, reaching for her stuffed bear. "Thank you, daddy," she smiles, kissing his cheek.
Niall
His ears pick up the faint sound of cries from the backyard, and it dawns on him that it's his little girl crying. He rushes out the door, finding her clutching her knee and hot tears running down her face. He crouches down, hands brushing away her tears. "What happened?" he asks, concern all over his face. "I, I, I fell," she says between gasping for air. "It's okay sweetie. You're okay. Can I see where you fell?" Her crocodile tears are still falling as she moves her hands away from her knee. "Aw, you scraped your knee. Want daddy to make it better?" She nods raising her hands up. Niall lifts her up easily taking her inside the house. He sits her down on the bathroom counter next to the sink, getting a washcloth out to clean the cut. He pats the wet washcloth over her knee, cleaning away the blood and dirt. He grabs the Neosporin spray, bracing himself again for her cries. "This may hurt okay? But daddy's gotta clean it so it'll heal faster." He sprays it quickly, slapping a Band-Aid before she cried out. "All done," he says proudly, placing a kiss atop the wound. She smiles gratefully, hugging Niall's neck.
Louis
It was her first broken heart. She was crying buckets in her room and Louis wanted to beat the absolute shit out of that boy. "I am not letting that dick get away with hurting my little girl," he hissed, fist clenched. "Lou, did you expect for her to go a lifetime without getting her heartbroken?" you question. "No. I just—this is why we shouldn't have let her date until she was 30," he groans, flopping himself onto the bed. You sit beside him, rubbing his back. "I remember I had to have a few broken hearts before I met the right guy," you offer, his head peeking from the sheets. "But it my little girl. She should be breaking hearts, not the other way around. But I swear to God if I ever see that boy again I'll-" He stops talking when he hears sniffles coming from the doorway. "Daddy?" She asks, poking her head in the room. "What is it sweetie?" "Boys are jerks," she says quickly before another rush of sobs come out. Louis and you spring up, enveloping her in a big hug.
Liam
"Mommy? Daddy? Wake up." A small little voice stirs you and Liam awake. "What is it honey?" Liam asks, shaking himself from sleep. "I, I had a bad dream," she sniffles, stray tears coming from her eyes. "Wanna sleep me and daddy?" "Yes," she says meekly, climbing onto the king size bed. She slips in between the two of you, pulling the covers up to her chin. "What was the dream about?" Liam asks, wiping away the leftover tears. "You went away in a plane and left mommy and me by ourselves. I kept trying to call you but you wouldn't answer me daddy." A fresh set of tears start to rise, but Liam quickly shushes them away. "Well, I'll never leave you and mommy. I love you two too much to ever do such a dumb thing," he smiles, reaching over for your hand. "Promise?" Her eyes are wide looking up at Liam. "Promise," he deals, kissing your and her's forehead.
Zayn
It seemed like she had just fallen asleep, but within five minutes she was screaming at the top of her lungs with real tears squeezing out of her caramel eyes. "Baby girl don't cry," Zayn pleaded, bouncing her gently in his arms. Her wails were growing louder every second. He'd tried everything, changing her diaper, feeding, burping, bathing — nothing had worked. He even tried singing her to sleep like he did when she was a newborn, but that didn't work either. Exhausted, he found his phone and dialed your number. He didn't want to do it since it was your first night away from the baby in months, but how shitty of a dad would he be if he just let her cry? "Hello?" you voice chimes through, a sigh of relief washing through him. "Hey love. She's crying and I can't her to stop and I tried everything and she's still crying and I don't know wha-" "Zayn, calm down. Did you turn on her musical carousel above her crib?" He mentally facepalms himself as he sits the phone between his shoulder and ear, twisting the dancing zoo animals to life. The soft music floats about the room, swiftly stopping the crying of your daughter. "Did it work?" Zayn watches as her little eyes start to drift off as the music continues. "Yeah," he whispers, "have a safe night. Love you babe." "Told ya. Love you too." The phone clicks as he gradually lays his little angel in her crib. "Goodnight angel," he hums, putting a stuffed animal beside her.
Hes your best friend and he tells you he loves you
Harry
I don't think my heart has every beat this fast in my life. I was having a nice time at home, chilling on the couch when I got a text from Harry. 'COME OVER QUICK ITS AN EMERGENCY' He has never asked my to drop everything I was doing to come over, on top of that he said something was wrong. I threw on the first thing I could find and drove to his house. Not even knocking when I got there, I just walked in. There he is just sitting on the couch, with sandwich in his lap. He took and bit and looks up at me. "What, What's the emergency." I urged, standing in front of the TV. He looked confused. "Oh, oh that. I have t tell you something." je said with a full mouth. "That's it?" He nodded taking another bite of his sandwich. "ARE YOU SERIOUS?!" I yelled lightly throwing my keys at him.
"If you wanted me to come over all you had to do was ask. And I could have obeyed traffic laws, or put on real clothes." I chuckled plopping down next to him on the couch and grabbing the other half of his sandwich off his plate. His whole body stiffened when I turned to look at him. "Soooo, spit it out. What'd you want to tell me." He swallowed hard and scratched his head. "I uh-. I wanted to um" He never looked up, he kept his eyes on my knees, like he's nervous. "Harry, it's only me. What's wrong?" I reassured, worried that something I actually wrong. "That's the problem..." He groaned falling back onto the couch. I am lost. He took a deep breath and sat up, looking right into my eyes. "Y/N, what I wanted to tell you is that—" He stopped again. "Oh for gods sake—" "I love you," He interrupted shutting me up. "More than just a friend, I love you. I love being with you. I love when you smile. I love being able to make you happy. I love how you don't try to hard when your around me. I don't know why it took me so long to figure out. But, I love you Y/N."
Liam
Your at your friends house one night and your phone rings. Liam's names flashes across the screen. You usually talk every night. He's your best friend and he loves telling you about the shows, or fans. "Hello" you answered. "Y/N what are you doing?" His loud voice boomed through the phone. "Nothing just hangin out with Y/F/N. How was the show?" you could hear the other boys in the background. "It was so sick I wish you could've seen it. The whole place was packed it was amazing." You can almost imagine his smiling face as he talked. You guys talked for hours. At some point he must have gotten in bed. Because he voice got all quiet and raspy. "When are you gonna come out an see me?" Yawned. "As soon as I can," you promised. "Li, you must be so tired. You should sleep." He yawned again. "But I'm talkin to you, plus I have to be up in like 2 hours to go to the studio." There is no way your going to be the reason Liam is grumpy in the studio. "You can talk to me any time you want. Use this time to sleep. Alright?" "Yeah, yeah" his voice getting softer and softer. "Night Liam," you chimed pulling the phone away from your face. You almost missed it but you defiantly heard him say it, "Night Y/N. I love you." Well that's a first.
Niall
Since the day you met Niall. You both agreed it would be a better idea to be friends. He was always busy, it just wasn't the right time. That's how he became one of your best friends. That night you were walking back to his hotel from the nearby nandos when it started pouring rain. You both ran back as quickly as you could, but it didn't matter your soaking. His blonde hair now almost brown, and is sticking up in some places down in others. "We should probably take theses off?" He asked looking down at the wet clothes. "YeS," you agreed. Stripping in out of the wet clothes and throwing them into a heap on the floor. When you turned around Niall was staring at you, as you stood there shivering in your bra and panties. He was just as naked. His black boxers the only thing covering his body. You couldn't help but let your eyes roam. The happy trial just under his belly button, was making you rethink the whole friend thing. He must have been thinking the same thing because a bludgeon was forming in his shorts. "This whole 'lets be friends thing is a downer." You confessed from across the room. Never letting your eyes leave his body. "I know, why the hell did we do that?" He asked. "I don't know, but we should scrap that idea." You remarked. Slowing making your way toward him. "Oh my god , y/n I love you, yes" he groaned walking towards you, and planting a heated kiss on you waiting lips.
Louis
"I cant understand you Louis!" you said to your long time best friend. You have know him forever. You went to the same primary school, went through the awkward growing up phase, and graduating schooling. You were there when One Direction started get big, and to this day your still here. "Just come over and bring every blanket and pillow in your flat." He instructed before hanging up. So that's what you did. Half an hour later you were walking into his flat with bag and bags full of blankets. He was laying on the floor in a enormous pile of blankets. wearing nothing but a par of sweats and some vans. "Hey! Good you brought blankets were gonna need 'em." He hopped up taking the bags and empting them onto the floor. "How are we supposed to know whos are whos?" You asked watching him as he ran around the open living room. "Really, it dost matter. I don't use them so you can take what ever ones you want home." You took off your coat putting it on one of the hairs that had been pushed against the wall. "Were going to build a large blanket fort and watch theses movies I just got." He beamed throwing a pillow at you. "Really?" You asked amazed, at how much of a kid he still is. "Yeah! Really, do you not want to?" He asked his blue eyes dropping to the pile of comforters in front of him. "No, this is awesome lets do this" You replied kicking off your shoes. After 2 hours f hard work, and carful positioning, it was finished. His whole living room was draped with blankets. In the middle of the fort is a giant pallet made of all the leftover blankets and every pillow in the house. You both laid on it admiring your work. "Do you know how long I've wanted to do this?" He asked putting his hands behind his head. "Since you bought this place." You answered laying your had on his stomach, you back against the floor, and one of your legs over the other. "Eleanor wouldn't do this with me. She thinks it's silly." He confessed looking down at you. "Well she's missing out" You laughed turning your head to look at him. His blue eyes scanned your face, and bored into yours. "I love you Y/N," He said still scanning your face. "I love you too Lou." You giggled giving him a smile. He sat up, forcing you to sit up to. "No I mean I love you, I'm in love with you." You were stunned, your best friend of over ten years is n love with you. "Wha-What about El?" You stuttered trying to wrap your head around it. "I don't know, But I love you." He said again complicating everything.
Zayn
"Bye Zaynie. happy birthday bro." A very drunken Liam said, to and equally drunken Zayn. "Byyye" He waved before getting into my car. As best friend it is my responsibility to make sure he gets home and into bed safely. He sprawled out in the seat next to me trying way harder than he needs to take off his leather jacket. "That was funn, it should be meh birthday more often, ya?" He yammered. He looks so funny like this. His eyes half shut, his usual neat hair a mess. He managed to get his jacket halfway off before he gave up. I couldn't contain my giggles as I pulled up to the sidewalk outside his flat. "What's so funneh?" He asked letting his head fall in my direction. "You are gone..." I laughed. reaching for the door handle. He grabbed my wrist pulling me back toward him. His face inches from yours. "Are you makin fun of meh babe? I thought were friends, you don't make fun of friends." He informed staring at me with squinted hazel eyes. His breath reeked of alcohol. "Oh my god, yes you are gone." I tease getting out of the car. After I helped him into the house he stumbled out of his shoes and toward his bed room. "Z?" I yelled after him. "Zaaaynnn" I called following his path toward the bed but no response. Then a loud bang. He was franticly trying to set a lamp up right on the bedside table. "I got it" He giggled to himself. "Zayn, get in bed." I sighed turning off the light. I could still see him with the glow from the street lights. He pulled his shirt over his head, and kicked out of his pants. My eyes lingered at little longer than they should have, but hey he has a nice body. He got into bed and pulled the blanket over his shoulder. I turned to leave but his no raspy voice stopped me in my tracks. "Can you stay with me?" I gave in right away. It was either his bed or his couch so, why not. I climb ontop of the blanket and lay next to him. "C'mere," He instructed. I scooted closer my head next to his on the pillow. His eyes were closed but he smile when I got closer. Just as I shut me eyes I heard him whisper. "I love you Y/N".
He breaks up with you when your pregnant, and you meet in later life
Zayn
"Is that's how is going to be?!" You yelled at him, tired of all the fighting. For the past month you and Zayn were always fighting. About little details which soon turned into a big fight. But there was one thing you tried to tell him but he never let you. You were pregnant with his baby and whenever you tried to tell him you'd end up fighting. He was never home and even if he was he was always tense.
"If you want it to be!" He yelled back, raising his voice.
"Zayn," you tried to calm him down, regretting this stupid fight.
"Okay then, we're done," he said, walking in your room and started packing.
~Two years later~
You were in the park with your daughter Amy. She has her father's eyes and his hair colour. You put her on the bench and sat beside her. She was learning how to walk and you held her hands while she stood up and giggled. She wrapped her arms around your neck and placed her head in the crook of your neck
"Are you tired?" She didn't reply because she was only one year and a few months old. But you stood up and carried her while you walked around the park.
"(Y/N)?" A soft voice said. You turned around only to be met by Zayn's eyes. He was staring at Amy and you.
"Is she yours?"
You nodded, "Yes, she's mine and she's yours, too." he didn't say anything, so you turned around but he stopped you.
"Listen, I was stupid and immature when I let you go but the work was driving me insane and management told be to break up with you because it would be better for my carrier."
"It's not only your fault. It's mine too."
"But if you want me to be a part of your and her life, I'm gonna be the best dad and boyfriend ever," he pleaded.
"I never really got over you, to be honest," you said, looking down.
"I'm always thinking about you and I don't know what took me so long to finally talk to you. What's her name?"
"Amy. Do you want to hold her?" You asked him and Zayn nodded. You handed her to him and she snuggled into his chest. Zayn was smiling big and his eyes were sparking as he watched Amy. He leaned down and pressed a kiss to your lips.
Liam
Liam came home for work and sat on the couch without even greeting you. He seemed distracted and you asked him what's wrong but he ignored you. You planned on telling him you're pregnant.
"Liam, we need to talk," you said and sat next to him on the couch.
"Yeah, can I start?" He asked and you nodded.
"Lately, I don't feel the same about you as before. I think we need to break up."
His words felt like knives. You were staring at him, shocked. Your baby bump wasn't showing yet but you looked down at it and spoke, "O-Okay." With that you stood up and packed, leaving Liam.
~ Three years later ~
"Kian, we're going to a shop. Can you get your shoes?"
"Yes, mummy."
He ran to the cupboard and opened it, taking out his little shoes. He brought them to you and you put the shoes on his feet.
"Okay, ready to go!" You said and picked him up, spinning him. He giggled and you put him on your hip. He looked a bit like Liam. He had his nose and mouth. You held his hand as you walked down the street to the shop. Kian was looking around but he stopped in front of a shop.
"Why are they screaming?" Kian asked as he started at a crowd of the screaming girls.
You looked in the direction he was staring and saw Harry and Louis giving autographs to the girls. Louis seemed to recognise you because he waved at you to come over. You shook your head but Louis came to you instead.
"Hey! Haven't seen you in a while," Louis greeted.
"Hi," you replied. You knew Liam had to be somewhere near you.
"Is he yours?" Louis asked, watching Kian.
"Yes, what are you doing here?"
"Concert. Is he Liam's? Because he sure looks like him,"
"Um... Yes he's Liam's," you replied, holding Kian's hand tightly.
Louis was about to reply but someone called him and that someone was Liam. When he saw you, he stared at you but then his stared lowered onto Kian. The little boy was uncomfortable so you lifted him up and he wrapped his arms around your neck.
"(Y/N)? Nice to see you," Liam said as Louis backed out.
"Nice to see you,too."
For a few moments you were quiet but Kian interrupted, "Who are you?"
"I'm Liam. I'm your daddy," Liam said and smiled at Kian.
"How do you know he's yours?" You asked, looking him in the eyes.
"I heard you and Lou," he replied. Kian stretched his arms towards Liam and he took him in his arms.
"Why don't you live with us?" Kian asked innocently.
"Because I was stupid. But I want to be with you and mummy now. What do you say?" Kian nodded, smiling big. "And what does (Y/N) say?" They both looked at you with puppy dog eyes and you couldn't say no.
"Okay, but you have a lot of explaining to do Liam."
He only laughed and hugged you, whispering "I missed you," in your ear.
Harry
"I don't think this is going to work," that were the words Harry broke up with you. He didn't explain, he just left so you didn't have the time to tell him you're carrying his child. You didn't know what you did wrong or if he found out you were pregnant.
~Nine months later~
You just gave birth to Darcy. You were resting in bed, wishing Harry was here with you. Slowly, you started drifting to sleep but a soft knock woke you up. A worried looking Harry came in, he was panting.
"Louis told me you're pregnant. He told me today. I didn't know. God, I'm so stupid," he said as he walked towards your bed. You didn't reply.
"Please don't be mad at me. I was stupid and I wasn't thinking. I never should break up with you. I can't stop thinking about you. I'm still in love with you."
"Harry, it's fine."
"Fine? It's not fine. I bloody broke up with you while you were pregnant. I deserve a slap. But how's the baby? Is it a he or she?" he grabbed your hand and laced your fingers.
"Darcy is fine," you smiled at him and squeezed his hand.
"Darcy? I love it. So what do you say, are we back together?"
"Of course but nine months alone while being pregnant wasn't easy just to let you know, you have a lot of making up to do."
Louis
One day Louis just came home and broke up with you. He said long distance relationships are hard, that was his only explanation. When you tried to tell him you were 2 weeks pregnant he always cut you off and didn't let you finish so he never found out you're pregnant.
~ Five years later ~
Your daughter Sophie was almost five years old. She had his father's eyes and she was a prankster just like Louis.
Today was Sunday and you were hone with Sophie. She was playing with dolls while you cooked lunch. The doorbell rang and you sighed.
"Sweetie, can you open the door. It's probably grandma." She nodded and ran to the door. "Don't run. You're going to fall!" She only yelled a yes and you heard the door open. It was weird because you didn't hear your mom's heels.
"Who are you?" Sophie said and you ran to the door, afraid she's going to get kidnapped. But when you heard a strangely familiar voice you stopped and listened.
"I'm Louis. I'm a friend of (Y/N). Can you get her?"
Your heart started racing. "Mummy!"
You walked to the door. Louis was the same as always. He had a beanie on his head and his blue eyes were staring at you.
"Sophie, can you go to the living room for a second?"
She nodded and skipped to the living room.
"What are you doing here?" You asked Louis, quite rudely.
"I came to you. I'm sorry for breaking up with you but I couldn't cope with being away from you so long and now we ended the whole thing and I came to fins you with a child and a husband. I guess I'm too late."
"I'm not married and I don't have a boyfriend either. And if you're wondering she's yours."
"She's my daughter?"
You nodded and he hugged you. "Why didn't you tell me?"
"I tried but you always cut me off so I gave up." You said and he pressed a kiss to your cheek.
"Oh my God. I'm so so sorry." He said and looked you in the eyes.
"Its okay, do you want to meet her?" You asked him and his eyes sparkled.
"Of course!"
Niall
Lately, Niall was drinking a lot. He was stressed because of the work. One day he came home, saying he needs help and he can't be with you while he's in a state like that. That day you were going to tell him you're pregnant. You knew it was the best for him.
~ A year later ~
A few months ago you gave birth to Josh. He was a little boy, he had dark hair. You were at home with him. Josh was sleeping and you were alone. You were watching TV as the doorbell rang.
With a sign, you stood up and walked to the door. When you opened it you saw Niall standing there.
"Niall?" You said and your heart skipped a beat.
"I'm back. I don't drink any more," he said and smiled at you. He wrapped his arms around you and hugged you tightly.
In the corner of his eye he saw a pile of baby clothes. "You have a baby?"
You looked down and nodded. "Is it mine or?" You nodded again, "Yes, his name is Josh. Come."
You pulled him upstairs to Josh's bedroom and walked in. Niall picked him up carefully. "I love you." He whispered in you ear.
