8 years later...
The little 8 year old carried over an scrapbook, placing it on the table for Justin and I. "I made you and daddy a scrap book" She smiled, with her two frontless teeth.
"You did, Rosie?" Justin picked up the scrapbook as Rosie nodded in exciment. I sat Logan, our little 1 year old, in his highchair. Justin opened the book as Rosie fidgited.
The first picture was when Justin and I first met, our baby faces showing greatly in the pictures."Where did you get these pictures from, Sweetie?" I asked.
"Grandma printed some off for me." I looked over at Justin, who had tears in his eyes. I flipped through the page that were filled with so many memories. From when I first went on tour with Justin to the birth of Logan.
"We've came such a long way..." Justin whispered in my ear. "9 years of having your beautiful face all to me." I smiled as he wrapped his long arms around me. "Lilly, go take your brother and go play house." She beamed and slowly picked the one year old up. "Careful sweetie." he told her as she walked into the living room.
"I'm so glad we met." I spinned around and wrapped my arms around his neck.
"Me too baby, me too." He pecked my lips.
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Fanfiction*Currently in the progress of being edited*. Hayden can't remember the last time she ever felt normal. Her family has a cruel past, with her mom gone she feels lost. Her dad is a drun, her grandma is dead and she has absol...
