Little Mix/ Y/N imagines And Preferences (Completed)

We can't move

Y/N + Jesy
This one is inspired by an episode of Good Luck Charlie (Disney Channel show)

Y/N's POV:
The day has came, we're moving to another town. My wife and I have been packing for the last 3 days, we have 3 kids: Delilah who's 8, Reece who's 5 and Adrian who's 3½. The kids have grown up in this house and as much as I don't want to leave, it's the best for Jesy's career.

Delilah and Reece are playing tag around the empty living room, I'm just packing up some of our photos on the wall, when I begin to see in my mind all the memories that we had in this house: The kids decorating the Christmas tree, Reece's amazing 4th birthday party, bringing home Delilah when we first bought the house. All these wonderful memories. We've seen the house and it's a lot bigger than this one but I just am getting a feeling. "Daddy/Mommy, do we have to leave?" You hear your 5 year old son ask again for the 8th time. You bite your tongue to  hold back tears that you didn't know were there.
"Y/N, let's go." Your wife says as she walks back into the house. She sees your expression and holds your hand gently. "What's wrong, sweetheart?" She questions and lifts up your head.
"Jess, I don't think we can move. We've had so many amazing memories over the last 8 years in this house." You tell her.
"Why didn't you just tell me?" She asks "I'm happy no matter where we are as long as I'm with you" She kisses your cheek.
"Do we actually have to go?" You ask hopefully. She giggles and smiles.
"Not if you don't want to." She replies smiling at you.
"I don't wanna move house anymore." You tell her and she nods.
"Then let's get all the stuff back from the car, eh?" She says and you nod.

Later:
Jesy's POV:
"Mama?" I hear my daughter say.
"Yes, baby?" I reply.
"Why we not moving?" She asks and I giggle.
"You and your brothers grew up in this house, made lots of memories and your daddy/mommy doesn't wanna leave the house that we made those memories in." I tell her and she walks off. I feel two arms snake around my waist, I turn around and rest my arms on the counter meeting my wife's/husband's eyes in the process.
"Hey, love" I say.
"Hello, gorgeous" Y/N responds. "I'm happy that we didn't move in the end, babe. We can make so more memories now. How about we start making them now?" I smile widely as we share a sweet kiss.