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No ones reading this....
But Imma keep writing :)
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"Dinna, Dinna, Pweeaasse!?" Joy whined.
"Eli! No whining." I scolded the two year old.
"Hungy, Momma." Joy said impatiently her Big Brown eyes twinkling.
"Right. So we should be getting home then," I said slightly disappointed. The time here was amazing! I rarely get to not worry about Joy but the boys played with her and we hung out.
"Aww. Please stay longer!" Louis said joining the conversation. This made me smile. They were actually enjoying me as much as I enjoyed them.
"Wait Rose is leaving??" Niall asked walking into the room.
"WHAT?" Harry yelled from the other room. He ran over to us, "Can't you stay longer?" He pouted.
"You should stay longer, Please?" Zayn said, adorably.
"Guys what ever you are planning, remember there is a concert in 3hours!" Liam called from the other room.
"NOT NOW LIAM WE ARE TRYING TO GET ROSE TO STAY LONGER!" Louis yelled to Liam.
Joys eyebrows were scrunched together, "too loud Lou," she said making everyone laugh.
"Ya too loud Lou," Paul said walking through the front door. He took a wet coat and his wet shoes off. I watched out the window as it gently rained before Paul closed it. The boys all jumped up and ran over to Paul with excited smiles.
"Paul we need to talk," Niall said.
"Alright Nialler. What's up?" Paul said.
'Nialler' I like that name.
Nialler sighed. "Privately Paul."
"Right," Paul said walking out of the room with the boys following.
"I THOUGHT IT WAS A PRIVATE CONVERSATION?" I yelled to them from the other room.
"You are the one we were keeping it from, Love!"Zayn yelled back. Those British voices..... They are so awesome!
I sat with Joy waiting patiently. She twirled around smiling.
"I wike[like] Zayn, Lou, Li, Nia, and Hawwy." She said in a singsongy voice.
I giggled, "Which one is your favorite?"
"Umm. I wike Zayn. Hawwy has pretty hair, Nia too. Lou loud. Li is nice" she concluded.
I burst out laughing. She knew and described the boys as I would. (Well except I don't have favorite, and I haven't really thought about Harry and Niall's hair.)
The boys came walking in.
"Can you sleep over again?" Harry asked.
I thought for a second. I sadly sighed.
"I'm sorry my dad will be home tomorrow and Joy is getting a cold. SHII- shoot," I covered up saying shit. The boys snickered. I looked over to Joy to see if she caught on. She picked up a word or two from her Granddad, but she got in trouble for that so if i cuss she will do the same. But Joy was just admiring the boys with her beautiful eyes that I envy her of.
The boys then realized I said no and frowned.
"I may have missed work today..." I sighed.
"Oh. Sorry about that Rose," Niall said.
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My Princess
FanfictionONEDIRECTION FANFIC. Rose is a 19 old mom. She has a 2 year old little Girl. Her name is Joy Elizabeth. They have little money but a big past. Rose has no mom and no father that could help raise this child. The two live alone. But...