Let's Play Pretend [Niall Horan AU]

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The unofficial 59th chapter. Do with it what you will hahaha.

Okay quick things to note before you continue on, I guess:

First thing's first,

I NEED NAME SUGGESTIONS, PLEASE AND THANK YOU. I'LL LOVE YOU FOREVER IF YOU GAVE ME A FEW!

My mind is too blank to come up with more names. Like I'm trying not to repeat names in different books but I'm running out of names-

Moving on,

Well shit, I have to write another chapter now. I really thought I could fit proposal, marriage and kids in one. Hah bitch really thought. Apparently I can't not write 2500+ chapters on proposals. Who's really surprised? Anyway, hopefully I can do the remaining two in one chapter. Christ, I'm dragging this alternate ending too far-

As long as y'all are happy I guess.

One more chapter and I'm done with this okay?

Okay.

WAIT ALSO, I might add more of the 'instagram' post things with the next chapter because they've got kids and all whatever.

I DONT KNOW WHATS WRONG WITH ME, IVE GOT A SHIT TON OF SCHOOL WORK AND THIS IS WHAT IM DOING BYE-

Love you! <3

Happy reading

Zella x

A

Kisses.

Multiple kisses were peppered all over my face as I slowly drifted back to reality. Fluttering my tired eyes open, I came face to face with Niall's dishevelled hair.

"Happy 25th, Baby," He said, repeatedly kissing my cheek.

"Thank you, Baby," I chuckled, still reeling from my sleep.

"25. Been with you for almost five years. Fucking hell, Biscuit," he said. I sat up, climbing on his lap.

"Five wonderful, beautiful years. I-," he cut me off.

"Uh uh no I'm telling it first. I love you!" He said loudly when he saw my mouth opening to protest.

"You're such a child, Goldie. I love you too, you silly shit," I laughed.

"So what do you want to do today?" Niall asked.

"Just my usual. Beach, restaurant. Keep it simple, ya know? I'm a basic bitch," I said and he nodded. I heard feet thudding up the stairs and I knew who it was, so I quickly clambered off Niall's lap.

"Happy birthday bitch!" Harry yelled, entering our bedroom.

"Remind me again, why am I still friends with you?" I groaned. "Haz come on. Niall and I share this house."

"So? He loves me," he rolled his eyes playfully.

"I tell him time and time again but he literally never listens. Happy birthday, princess," Louis said, entering the room as well.

"Thanks Lou," I blew him a kiss.

"Alright boys, get out of the room now. I need to get ready," I said.

"Not like I like you anyway," Harry shrugged.

"Hey! Don't be mean, bitch," I pouted.

"Sorry babe," he frowned. "I love you."