I know you probably don't want to read this... blah, blah, blah. But thank you to each and every one of you who read this. I am beyond amazed at how many of you read, vote and comment each week, so thank you to everyone, whether you've been here from the start or are new to reading. Thank you, you're all incredible! (:
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As for Zayn and Perrie, real life break- up: I'm still going to write how I planned, I mean I'm obviously angered a little by it all, and sad, but I'll still write about them, 'cause there's nothing wrong with getting lost in the fiction... Everything only lives for as long as you keep it living.
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{Niall's POV}
When we come home, is it the feeling of actually physically being home that we like, or the fact that in reality, we're actually coming home within ourselves. We're finding some sort of comfort, peace, even happiness. Some people leave and never want to come back, but we can't change the past. You might build many homes over the duration of your life, each holding as much importance as the next, but you can never forget nor erase any of them, well not permanently at least.
"Daddy, who will be here?" Asha asks from where she is standing next to me on the doorstep, her hand locked into mine. Ella is on my other side as I take a few breaths before knocking on the hard wooden door of the house.
"Everybody Ash," Ella replies to her and we wait again, but there's no response. I turn the handle on the door and Ella picks up Asha as I lead them into Harry and Jade's place. There are voices and noise coming from the lounge area at the end of the hall, so they're obviously here, just didn't here the door. Plus, they don't know that we're coming....
A little figure suddenly shoots out of one of the doors, slamming right into my legs and then falling back onto the ground, cracking up. I can't help but laugh slightly myself as I bend down and scoop up who I think is Rosie off the ground.
"Hello," I smile at her and she giggles back, grabbing my nose.
"Uncle Nini," Rosie grins and that excitable feeling of happiness beams out of my body. I thought that Rosie and Lillie might not remember who we were. I know we haven't been gone that long, but there was still a possibility that they forget us, they're only young.
"How are you?" I ask Rosie as I continue to walk down the hall, dodging the toys that are scattered everywhere. I can't wait to see them all. To meet Henry, see Jesy all glowing and happy, congratulate Leigh- Anne on her marriage, Jesy on her engagement. Just to see them in person.
"Good," Rosie replies, her legs kicking around in a thousand different directions as I walk into the open plan living area. "MUMMY! DADDY!" Rosie screams at the top of her lungs, startling me at how much noise such a tiny human can make.
They all suddenly turn, obviously thinking the worst of Rosie's screech. They all look shocked beyond compare as I grin happily back at them. They're all here, my family. I feel something wrap around my left leg and look down where Lillie is looking back up at me.
"Ashi! Ashi!" Zuri cheers, running in from the backyard with Ellie behind her. Zuri is looking more like Liam every day. Her hair is lightening out, the curls are disappearing and her skin is more Liam's colour, not to mention she has little replicas of his eyes and nose.
Ellie still has curly brown hair, braided into the same French braid with a red ribbon, ringlets flying everywhere, her hair colour matching her olive coloured complexion, nose dotted with adorable freckles. Her bright blue eyes bulge as Asha hugs her so tight her head might pop off.
"Ash, not so tight!" Ella warns and I can't help but laugh along with the others as Ellie starts to laugh too. The girls run off outside and I place down Lillie and Rosie so they can go with them.
"Where's my Godson?" I ask Louis, extending my arms and making grabby motions with my hands, wanting to meet Henry. I've seen pictures and now I want to actually properly meet the gorgeous little fella.
"Here you go," Jade places the little baby into my arms and I start to go all mushy. He is so gorgeous. Everyone else has had daughters, and now there's a son, and he is the most handsome little guy I have ever seen.
"Hello Henry, I'm Uncle Niall, I'm the better Godparent, okay?" I clarify as I sit down on Perrie whilst she makes a noise in complaint. The others laugh and Perrie starts to tickle Henry, her arms emerging from around me.
"Hey Niall, hi Ella," Liam greets us properly and I look up, laughing about the fact that I kind of just appeared without saying anything. "You're in England, why?"
"Well, tomorrow Asha turns seven, so we thought she might want to be with the people she loves the most, and we missed you, plus, it's Christmas in two days, so we came back," I explain and they all approve happily. I chat to Perrie whilst I continue to sit on her lap and look after Henry.
"Well, good," Louis nods. "And Christmas is at Perrie's place," Louis adds in and Perrie gives Louis a confused look at the same time that I do. Perrie's place? "New house Niall, it's awesome! You'll love it!" Louis smiles at me.
"When was this decided?" Perrie asks.
"Right now, can we?" Louis asks Perrie, still confusing me.
"Oh! Thanks for asking Louis," Perrie says sarcastically, causing laughter. "But yes, we can do it at ours," Perrie nods and the others look satisfied.
So Louis' just said 'Perrie's place' as a figure of speech. He means Zayn and Perrie's, but 'cause she's his best friend or whatever, he just said her place. I was worried for a moment that something had happened..
After a while I make my way over to Jesy, handing Henry to Jake as I push him out of the way and take his spot next to Jesy. I place a kiss on her cheek and then rub her rounded stomach, slinging that arm around behind her afterwards as Jesy rests her head on my shoulder.
"Congratulations on your engagement Jes," I beam and she thanks me. I like Jake, I really do. I think he's the perfect guy for her. "What have you got to tell me about your little one?" I ask, wanting to know everything I've missed.
"Well, I feel like I'm constantly having my organs re- arranged as the little rascal plays football inside me," Jesy tells me and I chuckle, rubbing her back soothingly. "I have some bad back aches sometimes, my clothes are starting to not fit, and I'm always hungry," Jesy adds, "And he's a boy."
"Hey! That's awesome!" I exclaim happily. "Aww! Another boy! After five girls, we're finally getting boys," I smile.
"Boys stinky," Ellie tells us from her spot on the floor. We all look at her and Ellie starts to giggle. Laughter of these idiots is something I miss. I'm loving our time in Australia, but this is what makes us happy. We're going to have to come back as much as possible, at least once a year. We're going to see biological family soon too.
"Excuse me, where did you gather that from?" Harry asks Ellie.
"Mummy," Ellie laughs and we all look at Perrie as the room is warmed with the sound of laughter again.
"Ellie! Shhh," Perrie tickles her daughter as Ellie starts cracking up. Ellie and the twins are always laughing. They're such happy little things. But they deserve it. Their parents have been through enough to get to be together, so Ellie and the twins deserve the world's happiness.
"Jake and Jesy picked a name for their baby," Leigh tells me and I look at Jesy questionably. "Edison Roche," Leigh announces. "Eddy for short," she adds in. That is so gorgeous! Aww, it's going to be perfect for him.
"That's such a cool name! I'm jealous!" Ella frowns playfully and we laugh as Jesy grins happily.
"His middle name is Niall right? Edison Niall, that's a good name," I joke and Jesy whacks me whilst the others let out whining noises. I'm excited to be able to look back on my life one day and be excited, because I lived it. I really lived my life.
I think it's the people who build your home.... and for me, I have some pretty incredible people making up mine.
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FanficFourth Book in Series. Tragic endings; beautiful starts. Millions of pieces glued to mend their hearts. Only hope, strength, trust and love can mend what has broken. Can they do it?