Stranded

EPILOGUE: Endings

*5 years later*

Lorie's POV (I had to pick a third person. Sorry. -K)

"Why are you crying, babe?" She asked, kneeling in front of her crying little girl. The kid with brown hair refuses to go out of her room and the family has a really important event to go to. The little one just shook her head, causing her mother to sigh.

Rae picked up her daughter and made her sit on the edge of the little girl's bed. Her four-year old must be scared again. The paparazzi that come with her father's job intimidates little Jessy Reneé Tomlinson that she despises it when they are around.

"We have to go for daddy. You know that, right?" Rae tried again. Jessy only nodded, the tears streaming from her eyes nonstop.

After kissing her daughter's forehead and wiping away her tears, Rae left the room for a bit, but not before giving me a look-after-my-kid look. I just nodded and put an arm around Jessy, rubbing her back once in a while. It did not take Rae too much time. She came back after roughly five minutes with something on her hands.

"What's that, mummy?" Little Jessy inquired, sniffing and wiping her wet cheeks with the back of her hands. I adjusted my eyeglasses and recognized the item on Rae's hands. It's Lou the bear.

"This is Lou." Rae smiled at her little one, momentarily glancing up at me. Proudly, she showed off the old, one-eyed teddy bear that was also once mine.

"Lou? Like daddy?" Jessy giggled at the thought. It was only a coincidence that the toy's name was like her one of her father's nicknames, of course. Her mother smiled, proud of her little achievement-- making Jessy's grin reappear.

"Yes, like daddy." Rae handed her the stuffed toy and she received it rather excitedly, pulling the toy close to her little chest at once.

But then, the sadness resurfaced on the child's face again. "Do we have to go, mummy? Jessy is scared."

Cupping the young one's tiny face, Rae replied, "We must support daddy, baby. It's important to him. Besides, all your uncles are going to be there. That means you'll get to see Uncle Harry."

"Uncle Harry?" The kid's eyes widened in excitement, as if she was going to be toured all throughout Disneyland.

Louis emerged into the room all of a sudden, holding a sleeping ten-month old infant who was strapped on the baby carrier he was wearing. Baby William Tomlinson's tiny head was rested on his daddy's chest, probably lulled by his steady heartbeats, oblivious to what is happening around him.

"You will go to the premiere for Uncle Harry but not for daddy?" Louis pouted cutely, making the three of us-- Rae, Jessy and I-- laugh.

"Daddy!" Jessy jumped off the bed and clung herself to her father's leg.

"I don't like you. You like Uncle Harry more than me." Louis pretended to be mad, but the kid knew her father better.

"Daddy, I love you." The young girl's words made the Tomlinson couple's hearts melt, their lips curving to form a smile. I myself could not help but smile at the sight of her.

"Daddy loves you too, Jess." Louis messed her princess' hair a bit, making her squeal.

"Jessy! Will is sleeping!" Rae shout-whispered, very concerned of their little boy.

"Oops. Sorry, mummy."

Louis and Rae's love story was quite a whirlwind romance, but nonetheless, they were able to work everything out.

They got married only a few months after they met, and that fact gained the attention of the media, saying that they will just be like other young couples. They all predicted a divorce, an unsuccessful marriage, but they knew nothing about them.