Life can be unpredictable. This was the case for Shayla & Heather. They were living a life with two of this centuries, most well loved artists.
~In this universe anything goes, so if timelines seem a little off it's because I don't want to write the...
.... *TW* Mentions and use of alcohol and drugs ....
"We're supposed to be packing Ni!" Heather scolded her husband as he sat on the balcony with his guitar. He had his sunglasses on to shield from the sun.
Angus lay on the couch that was off to the side slightly. He had his own pair of sunglasses on as he happily giggled away.
"We're almost done Petal. Come and have a rest for a minute would'ya!" Niall scolded her right back.
Heather huffed but soon went over and sat next to Angus. Lifting his little legs so that she had them on her lap. The little boy giggled even more at this action.
"Isla napping?" Niall asked Heather.
"Mmmhmm." Heather nodded in response.
The area fell into silence as Niall looked off into the horizon. His fingers ceased to play but quickly started to pluck at the strings again.
A sweet melody rang out from the guitar, Heather had lowered her head to the back of the couch and closed her eyes. Just taking in the moment. Angus had switched now so that his head lay on his mum's lap. His eyes were also closed behind his sunglasses. Heather's hands were tangled into the little boy's locks, she'd been running them through it but her hands now lay still.
Niall continued to play, being unaware that his wife and child had fallen asleep. Once his fingers stopped strumming, he glanced over at the two of them. Realising they'd been incredibly quiet.
He was greeted by an adorable sight.
"Typical." Niall tutted under his breath but a beautiful smile spread across his face.
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Moving day had gone incredibly well. Niall, Heather and the movers helped lug most of their stuff into the car and moving van. Even Angus helped. Although he could only carry the smaller boxes. Despite being adamant that he was a "big boy now."
Shay and Harry felt awful that they couldn't help but duty calls. They were busy with work and Haley. They promised they'd be at the house warming though.
Angus was upstairs in his bed, snoring away. Isla was also asleep in her own cot. The baby monitors sat on the coffee table, as well as the empty and half full boxes of take out food they'd ordered.
"Well I'd call that a successful moving day. Wouldn't you Petal?" Niall mumbled through a yawn. He was sprawled out on the massive sofa. Two cushions were wedged behind him so he could get comfy.
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