Not All Love Stories Are Rainbows and Butterflies. (Sequel to TDTLF)

Chapter Two: Warrior

Hello darlings, that just came out super creepy.  But I just wanted to apologize, yet again for being such a shit updater.  I really worked hard on this chapter, it might be confusing.. and if it is, Tell me. I'll edit it and make it sound much better.  

School ended a couple weeks ago, now I'm on vacation.. But with vacation comes with summer camps (which just ended) and softball, lots of it.. I really don't have a life outside of softball and I'm trying to regain my composure and establish times to write throughout the days.

 I've been working on this chapter on paper and it took me forever to get it right.  So please, comment, vote, yell at me, fan... Anything you want!

I also wanted to welcome the new fans! 

Thanks again,

El

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*Liam's Point of view*

We walked into the flat to find it quiet besides the TV on low. Niall and I crept our way to the living room to find a sleeping El and a wide awake jean.  It was the most adorable site to see because El was snuggled as close as she could to Jean and jean just sat there playing with El's curly hair. Niall and both awed silently, and Jean looked up smiling. 

"She just fell asleep, poor thing. She's so tuckered out it's crazy.. Today was a doctor's appointment day wasn't it?" She asked me as I sat down next to the two taking El into my lap.  

"Yeah, we had to wake up the kids for school and El woke up to help.  And you know Harry, he wouldn't let her help at all so she just sat there while Lou made breakfast.  I could see it in her eyes that she was upset, but Harry was too busy taking care of the kids.  Then we drove an hour to the interview with Barbra and El had a melt down about being away from Harry.  She cried until I finally let her go run to him." I started to explain as I shifted to find a more comfortable position.  I watched as Niall chomped down the remaining pizza, not even bothering to offer me any, but again.. it is Niall we are talking about.  "Then we went for some ice cream and in the parking lot, she had a seizure which knocked her out-"

I stopped when Jean gasped, "Wait, El had a seizure today?  She hasn't had one for about a week.  What caused it?  Why didn't Harry tell me when I was on the phone with him, you know she is prone to have a second after shock.  I wouldn't have been able to help her, I'm seven months pregnant! I nee-"

"Jean you're hyperventilating.  Remember what Dr. Metz said, stress is not good for you or our baby.  Now please princess, just calm down."  Niall begged as he began to rub Jean's shoulders.  She sighed, silently agreeing with him.  I looked at the happy couple and wondered if El and Harry would ever be able to communicate this way ever again.  El snuggled in closer to my chest and latched on tighter.  

"Liam, continue what you were saying,"  Jean demanded as began to laugh as Niall tickled her sides.  

I took a deep breath to continue the daily report, "Yeah, she had a seizure.  It didn't last long, and when I went back into the living room where El and Eli were asleep, I found Harry and El swaying back and for to no music so I just left the room to give them their moment.  It looked like old times, back when things were good when we were teenagers.  You could practically see the love radiating off the two.  It was just so.. so precious."  I sighed thinking about Dani and how I haven't seen her in over two months.

It has been hard to keep in contact with her over the past couple weeks because she is off on tour dancing while I'm here trying to get the band back together, so we won't fall apart when we go on tour ourselves in a couple months. Dani and I've started talking about just becoming good friends, and when our lives settle down, maybe reconcile our old flame.  But I don't want to lose her when I have practically no one to love my own.  I'm just so close to proposing to her, but decide against like a scaredy-cat.