Spring Breakers! (A Niall Horan Fanfic)

Epilogue PART III

"What are you working on?" Niall asked me as I closed my notebook.

"Nothing. Just writing some things down."

"Well, everyone is downstairs waiting. Do you want me to grab him?"

"No, I got it." I got up and walked to James' room.

"Let's go downstairs. Everyone is waiting for you."

"Ok. I'll be right there."

I closed the door and walked downstairs with Niall.

"Is he coming?" Louis asked.

"Yea, he'll be down in a bit."

"And he doesn't know I'm here?"

"No, he thinks you're still in California."

"Good."

We heard footsteps coming from the stairs as we got the rest set up.

"Uncle Louis!" He screamed running into his arms.

"Happy birthday squirt!"

"But, you're supposed to be in California, with auntie Eleanor and Jack."

"Well I came back for you. How could I miss such a special day? Double digits!"

"Go say hi to everyone else. Uncle Harry and Liam are here."

"Where's Uncle Zayn?"

"He couldn't make it. He wanted to but he has some family issues going on."

"Aw, I wish he was here."

"Don't we all."

"But I'm happy Uncle Liam and Harry are here! Where are they?"

"Out back. Go play with them."

"Ok!" He bolted out the back door and left me and Niall with Louis and some family members.

"How's Maya doing?"

"Good. She's bringing in a lot of really good clients for the label."

"If you guys ever need help with that, let me know. I'd love to get back into the swing of things."

"Lou, that was over 30 years ago!"

"So? I can still remember how everything works."

"Come in this week. Clients would love to see 2/5th of One Direction still together. Harry and Liam should try and stay and come in as well." I told him.

"It's like when NSYNC got back together! Now all we need is a crazy number like Justin Timberlake and then we all pop up from the stage." Louis got all excited.

"Our single ten years ago was a big hit. We could totally come back to make another album."

I checked my phone and saw all of the emails I've saved from over the years of One Direction and Christi Johnson getting back together.

"They want to see us all together again. Why don't we give them what they want?" I showed them my phone.

"I'm up for it."

"Up for what?" Harry asked walking in with Liam.

"Just on time! We were talking about getting back out there. Make another album or something. To surprise the fans."

"I'd love to. But what about our families?"

"Yea, especially Niall and Christi. Do you want your last kid to be raised with both parents away for a long time?"

"He's ten years old. I think he'll be fine without parents for a decent amount of time. And we can come back and see him or he can fly out to see us."

"We have to make sure he's okay with everything though. We make decisions as a family."

"Other than that, count us in!"

We celebrated the rest of the day with family and friends. Everyone went home at a decent hour and it was just the three of us.

"James, can Dad and I talk to you for a minute?" I called.

"Sure, but then can I open my presents?"

"Of course."

We sat down in our living room and I waited to Niall or I to try and start to explain everything to him.

"Well, we never really talk about this but Mom and I used to be pretty famous people when we were teenagers and in our twenties." Niall started.

"I know."

"How do you know?"

"My friends tell me. Their parents were fans of you guys. They tell their kids who tell me."

"Well, as you may know then, Uncle Louis, Harry, Liam, Zayn and I used to be in a band together. We sang all around the world and a few years with Mom. And when they were here today, we started talking about doing that again."

"Like going on tour?"

"Yes."

"That's awesome! My parents are rock stars!"

"Anyway, we want you to know that if we really do this there isn't going to be much time to spend together. We will have before tour but even that will be busy with writing and recording an album and the promotional advertising we'll have to do. We want you to be prepared. But we also want you to have the final say. We won't do this if you don't want us to." I explained.

"No, do it! That'd be so cool!"

"You know you won't be coming with us."

"I know. But the only way I'll allow this is if you promise to get me a souvenir at every city."

"Of course! Why wouldn't we?"

"I can't wait until my parents are famous!" James cheered.

"Ok, now you can open your presents."