Our Life And One Direction.

Trinity

Makenna's P.O.V

I slipped silently into my room. Harry was fast asleep but he wouln't be for much longer. I brushed trough my tangled waves and brushed my teeth. Liam came out of his room which was next to mine on the left.

"Liam!" I whispered. He turned around and I smiled at him.

"Hey Kenna" he said slowly and walked up the hall. He wasn't as mad but he soon would be.

I skipped up to the kitchen and sat down on a stool next to the bench top. I felt arms hold around my waist and soft lips kiss my cheek, Harry was awake. Liam stiffened as he did this and they all turned to look at the tv, E! news was on as usual but something we weren't expecting to see was a picture of me and Harry on the screen. It was a picture of us holding hands last night through the sun roof, I guess the paps had followed us.

Rumours have been circulating of a reunion between One Direction's Harry Styles and childhood sweet heart and mother of his daughter, Makenna Phoenix. But Makenna's with Liam we hear you cry, not anymore, it appears that the irish rose broke the young lads heart yesterday after a shock proposal which Makenna declined. So is Henna really back on? Or is it for little Darcy's sake? 

A picture of Darcy flashed on screen. Matt threw open the door and walked in carrying Darcy. He could barely close the door for paparazzi trying to get pictures. 

"Darcy!" Harry ran to her and took her from Matt. He hugged her tight and kissed her repeatidly on the forehead.

"What wong with daddy?" she asked me.

"Mammy and daddy are happy again now" Zayn explained to her and took her from Harry. She squeled in delight, she loved when Zayn held her. He handed her back to me and she gripped on to me tightly. 

"What about daddy Liam?" she whispered to me

"It's uncle Liam sweetie" I whispered back "Mammy and uncle Liam weren't happy but now mammy is happy with daddy" she smiled and looked at Harry, stretching her arms out for him. He lifted her and held her gently, blowing air through her soft curls. I loved her curls, they were just like Harry's, but her hair was the colour of my hair.

Niamh served the breakfast and called Louis and Niall to come get some. They came up the hall like zombies and it was clear they were airlocked. Louis sat on a stool next to me and leaned on my shoulder. I brushed his hair out of his eyes and he smiled.

"You're always so nice to me Makenna" he hiccupped and I laughed. Eleanor smiled happily not like any other girl would, a normal girl would be extremely jealous but not Eleanor, she was nice that way. I grabbed Louis' arms and wrapped them around Eleanor. He smiled brightly at her. Niall walked up behind Niamh and grabbed her around the waist, just as Harry had done to me. Niamh served th breakfast and as she did Niall seen something poking out of the bin. He wasn't as bad as Louis which meant he was plenty able to shout.

"Niamh! What the hell is this!" He shouted at her. I figured out in less than a second this was the acceptance letter Niamh had longed for her whole life, but she threw it away so she could stay with Niall. That idiot! They needed to be alone to talk things through so I hurried everyone into the living room. I looked at Niamh before I closed the door and she stared back emptily. Niamh! Sometimes she was so stupid.

Niamh's P.O.V

"It's nothing." I whispered, biting my lip.

"It's an acceptance letter. What's it doing in the bin?"

"I-I-I.."

"Don't you want to go to trinity?" He asked me, and I turned away.

"No." I whispered, and a tear slipped from my eye.

"Niamh, is this because of me?"

"No. It's not."

"It is Niamh. Oh Niamh, you've always wanted to go to trinity."

"Well I've always wanted to be by your side. I'm not giving that up, no college." I said, my voice strong.

"You're starting to sound like your Mother."

"Assumpta gave up college. She looks after the bar now, it's no big deal."

"Would you stop being such a kid?"

"Jesus Niall, It's not the time or the place." I said, rolling up my sleeves, and washing the dishes.

"You are exactly like your Mam, Niamh! And to think I was going to ask you to marry me, when you don't tell me anything!" He said, and I heard him leave, slamming the door. 

"Niamh?" I heard Kenna's voice, as I dried the dishes.

"Are you okay?" She asked me. 

"Yes." I said, choking between tears.

"Niamh, seriously, he'll come crying back."

"Yeah. Maybe. But..Assumpta's coming next week, so I'm excited."

"Are you okay? Really."

"He doesn't want to marry me. He says I'm like Mammy." I whispered.

"What do you want Niamh? Because if you don't know, I don't think he does." Makenna said, sharply.

"Who are you to be critizsize my desisions Kenna?"

"I'm not. I'm just saying."

"Is it to much to want to have a happy life? A simple one, with no press, or reporters, or shit." I screamed, crying so hard now, "No one understands, what I grew up with. It was always fights between Ma and Da. And Then we'd cry ourselves to sleep. That's why I'm scared of becoming my mother. Because she judges everyone before they come in the door!" I said, and turned off the tap. I walked out. I didn't know where I was going, or what I was going to do. But I knew I was leaving.  

 "Niamh, Please!" El called, as Kenna stood in silence. I slammed the door and got in my car. I was going home, now. Back to Mullingar.