Harry had it all a family a great group of friends and the love of his life by his side. A chance of fulfilling his dreams means he has to leave all that behind as he makes a choice that will change his life forever. 7 years pass and Harry is a famo...
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"Liam please hurry put your foot down mate" I need him to hurry up. It seems like days have gone past when in reality it's only been 10 minutes since answering the phone call id never want to receive ever again in my life. I would have drove myself, but Liam said I was in no fit state to drive. I think with what happened to Zayn he is not taking any chances. Luckily Zayn's dad was over this evening for dinner, so Liam offered to drive. I feel sick and my heart is pounding. Fuck's sake il never forgive myself if something happens. I stare out the window as the buildings whizz by, I hate sitting here, I feel useless. At least if I ran the route id feel like I was doing something productive. I look at the time again and only 2 mins have passed.
"fucckk" I shout rubbing my hands over my face. The conversation playing over and over in my head. Liam reaches over and places his hand on my leg which is bouncing up and down
"H it's all going to be ok yeah, relax take some deep breaths, we are going to be there in a couple of minutes." I grab his hand as I close my eyes and try to control by breathing.
What an amazing day I've had today. Spending time with Evan was more fantastic than I imagined. I feel we already have a great bond forming and I can't ever imagine him not being in my life anymore. He is the most delightful, fun, caring little boy not forgetting how dam cute he is. He sure has his dad's communication skills though which i find endearing. The way his bold Yorkshire twang is obvious in certain words, to the hilarious random things he comes out with just the way Louis does.
We had so much fun at the trampoline park, running round together bouncing around. I was in my element. Any excuse to be a kid again and Evan didn't stop beaming. We were going to have a race, well a bouncing race across this one inflatable. I was obviously giving Evan a chance to win letting him catch me up when suddenly I felt a tug on my shirt as he was pulling me back. I looked down to him laughing
"Hey, you little cheater" I tell him laughing as he tries to run ahead of me on the wobbly air-filled floors
"I'm not cheating daddy; I'm just helping myself win"
I freeze for a second in amazement at that sassy comment that just left his little mouth, and I can't stop giggling. Yes, this boy has definitely learnt his words from Lou. I bounce past him not giving him a chance to win now as I reach the end and plop down waiting. He catches up and lands on me and I can't help rolling him over and tickling him
"Who's the winner now Evan?" he squeals laughing kicking his legs "you daddy you daddy, stop stop"
The whole giggling and calling me daddy it's so much, I feel like I could burst with happiness at how god dam cute and perfect this boy is. I must remember to tell Louis he has done an absolutely amazing job with our boy. I so can't wait to show him off to everyone and bring him with me when I travel and hopefully bring Louis too. I can't even explain how proud I am to be able to call him my son. I just know Gemma is going to adore him too. It's a shame my own parents won't ever get to see what a delightful grandson they have. The thought upsets me slightly because even though my dad is an arse, I think given the chance maybe my mom would have stepped up and became a brilliant grandmother.
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