The Troublemakers

Difficult Departures

March

*Louis' POV*

"I'm going to miss you." Katie says. I know she's doing everything she can not to cry.

"Sweetheart, don't cry." I tell her.

"I know. It's still going to be difficult taking care of a toddler and a newborn."

"Hey, you'll manage. Besides, I'm sure that the girls will be more than happy to help you out. Dani especially."

"Yeah. When Olivia and Brayden aren't keeping her hands full."

"That is true."

"Bye daddy!" Jordan says throwing his arms around my legs.

"I'm gonna miss you buddy." I say getting down to his level.

"I love you, daddy."

"I love you too, buddy."

I honestly don't know if I can make through the tour alive. Too many people that I'll be missing so much.

"I love you." Katie whispers wrapping an arm around my neck.

"I love you too." I whisper holding her close to me. I take Mariah out of her baby carrier gently, she's sound asleep. "I'm gonna miss you sweetheart. Be a good girl for your mummy, 'kay?"

She yawns, mouth forming a perfect little "O" shape, almost as if in response.

"Okay, glad we're on the same page."

Katie looks at me like I'm crazy. She wouldn't be too far from wrong.

*Meg's POV*

"I'm going to miss you, babe." Niall says, holding me close to him.

"I'm going to miss you too." I tell him.

"C'mere, baby girl." He takes our 11 month old daughter, Daniella, out of my arms. "I'm gonna miss you, sweetheart."

Of everyone I could've married, I find it interesting that I married a singer. Especially since my dad walked out on me and my mum-who was pregnant with my little brother at the time-when I was four. Who does that? Who walks out on their four year old daughter and pregnant wife? My dad. I practically worshipped the ground he walked on until then. But when I figured out that he wasn't coming back, I despised him.

When I was six, mum started drinking alcohol a lot and doing drugs. I would've essentially been raising my little brother if it hadn't been for the fact that my Uncle Tom and Aunt Jodie-Katie's parents-lived a couple blocks away. They were better parents to us than my parents ever were. Since I spent a lot of time with Katie, we became really close.

Mum died of a combined drug and alcohol overdose when I was 14. Even though she'd never been much of a mother to me, I was still devastated. As was Aunt Jodie-my mum and her were sisters-and had always been close, until mum started drinking and doing drugs. Uncle Tom and Aunt Jodie took us in for a while. Kind of crazy considering that they already had five kids. Even if Lexi, the oldest, was in college already.

Not even a year later a rich older couple in California adopted us-cliche, I know-but apparently they didn't have any kids and they wanted two slightly older kids-again, seems cliche.

Katie and I made sure to stay in touch through texting, Facebook, and twitter.

When Lexi got married, I was kind of shocked to find out that I was actually invited. I hadn't had any contact with any family besides Katie in a few years. But when Katie and Louis got married on the other hand, I wasn't shocked at all. I'd never met Louis until a couple days before the wedding, and I knew that he just adored her-and he still does.

At that point in time, I trusted very few men. Only my adoptive father, my Uncle Tom, brother Jesse, and my cousins Chris and Tyler. And that was all because of what my dad did to me.

But at the wedding, I met one guy who changed everything for me. And that guy was Niall.

He showed me that I could trust men. He didn't just make me fall for a guy, he made me fall hard. I fell in love with him. I've heard that Katie made Niall swear on his life that he would never do what my father did to me to our kids before she would let him propose to me. I have no doubt in my mind that he said he wouldn't in a heartbeat.

Three years, almost to the day of when he proposed, found us the parents of our daughter Daniella. Not the brightest decision on our part, since there's already a Danielle. She actually tried to convince me to name her Danielle, being the first girl to be born since her daughter. To make it a little different, we changed it Daniella, it sounds cuter. No offense Dani! But, my daughter won't be able to be called Dani easily.

"Babe." Niall whispers pulling me out of my thoughts.

"Yeah?" I ask him.

"I love you."

"I love you too."

He smiles at me and puts Daniella back in my arms. "I'm going to miss you."

"I'm going to miss you too."

"Tell me if she says her first word!"

"Niall, don't worry. I will!"

"'Kay."

"Oi! Love birds!" Harry yells at us. I notice that all the other guys are ready to leave.

"I love you." Niall says and quickly kisses me.

"I love you too." I say.

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AN

Sorry it's been a few days since I last updated. I don't know what came over me. I just had this lack of want to write.

Anyhow! Bit of insight into Meg's past. It all seems so cliche, doesn't it? I think it does.

So, I was visiting a college campus today, I need to start really thinking about college if I ever want to go. I'm not my cousin with her 4.0 GPA. Future Ms. Harvard Student right there. While we were seeing a dorm room, I noticed the name of the residence hall.

Horan Hall!

I had to smile at that. It reminded of my sexy Irish boy! Oh Niall, you're so cute! Will you marry me? Louis, Liam, Zayn, and Harry you may also answer that question. You are the definition of perfection on Earth. Oh, and Ed Sheeran and Little Mix-love those girls. And Hunter Hayes, God he's hot! I don't even like country music that much, but I love him!

Enough talking to one day! It's almost 11 here. 

Night my petite croissants!

-Sarah