Part Eighty-One

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I know this is short but I'm getting ready to go the 5sos concert!

1. Sorry I haven't updated I've been feeling like crap. (I passed out in a guy at works arm :/ which was awkward to say the least.) I've been getting ready for college and I work full time now so I've been trying to write but I haven't written enough to post an update until today. It's quite short but it's packed full of well, mean boys randomness.

In other news.

If you're going to the 5sos concert tonight you should message me because I'd love to say hi.

"Daddy."
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Looking up from my phone I watched Cooper who was bouncing on the other end of the couch where I was sat.

"What?" I grumbled.

"Hungry." He declared, seemingly pleased with himself for having spoken.

Shrugging, I pointed to the kitchen.

"Donald's." He declared, crossing over to me and pulling me hand.

"No, we're not getting mcdonalds." I muttered.

"Settie."

"No, we're not having spaehetti."

"Gace cook?"

Feeling as if I'd been punched in the face I closed my eyes.

"You okay cawum?"

"Grace...she... She can't cook for us anymore coop." I whispered.

Looking confused, he cocked his head to the side.

"Grace is gone." I said slowly.

More confusion.

"Grace is gone." I said loudly, standing up, "GRACE IS GONE. Grace is gone. GRACE IS GONE! She's gone! She's dead! She's never coming back, she's DEAD!"

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"So, Louis, Harry, I hear you two have a big announcement to share with our Today show audience today."

Looking at Louis, Harry took a shaky breath and running his fingertips through his hair nodded slowly.

"Harry and I." Louis said slowly, hesitating before reaching out and taking Harry's hand earning shrieks of delight from the fans in the audience, "we.... The two of us are um.... We're."

"Gay." Harry blurted out looking like he wanted to cry and vomit simultaneously, "Louis and I... Are.... Ga....."

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?! I WAS WATCHING THAT!"

"I'm sorry sir, but the phone is for you."

Beyond annoyed I reached out and snatching the phone from my butler pressed it against my ear.

"Connor! Come to my house quick!" Brad's excited voice rang out, "I DID IT!"

"Did what?" I questioned, standing up.

Laughing to himself I heard a small shuffle then the closing of a door, "the kids." He said giddy with glee, "I've got the kids."

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