Perfect Imperfections (n.h a.u)

Epilogue

>>Though I don't believe in magic, I believe in me and you<<

EPILOGUE

Niall and Aria went along and lived their lives to the fullest.

Two years into their marriage they welcomed their first child; a baby boy, Wesley Luke.
Wesley was his dad. He was a mini Niall, who looked identical to his dad, but he had the personality of his mom,Aria. He sassed his dad as soon as he learnt how to form correct sentences.

When little Wesley turned two, Ari and Niall decided to have another baby and 9 months later welcomed their second baby; a baby girl who had the most gorgeous hair and hazel green eyes. She was her daddy's little princess. Niall loved his daughter with all his heart. Amelia Rose, stole her daddy's heart and used it to her advantage. They were a small happy family.

It's been 6 and a half years since they tied the knot and they're living happily.

**Aria**

I watched him as he danced around the kitchen, flipping pancakes for the little four year old boy who sat at the counter, laughing at his dad. He multitasked as he danced around the kitchen, flipping the pancakes and still managed to hold the little two year girl in his arms who had her bottle in her mouth.

"Mama!!" Our little baby girl yelled as she saw me standing in the door way. She reached towards me. Niall turned towards me and smiled widely.

"She's awake!!!" He cheered and Wes cheered along with him.

I reached and took Amelia in my arms.

"Morning!" I kissed her cheek. I walked over and kissed Niall softly.

"That's gross!!" I heard Wesley whine. "Girls have cooties!" He gagged.

I laughed and ruffled his hair.

"Not my hair,mommy! Daddy just did it for me!" He whined.

"But you're still in your jammies and you still have to bath." I pointed out.

"But..daddy will you redo it for me?" Our son looked up at his dad with pleasing blue eyes.

"Of course, champ! Just listen to you mom okay?"

Wesley nodded and hugged my leg. I set down Amelia in her baby seat and sat down next to Wesley.

"Have you been troubling daddy today?" I asked him as he shifted to sit on my lap.

"No. He's been a good boy today. I think we can take them out for ice cream a little later." Niall replied setting out the plates on the table in front of us.

Niall did this every single Saturday morning. He'd wake up before every one else, allowing me to sleep in. He'd go work out in the gym downstairs and then he'd come back up and go for a swim, in the summer that is, and then he'd start on breakfast. Wesley would be the first to wake up and then he'd come into our bedroom and wake up Amelia, since she slept most days with us, and then they'd both run downstairs and help their dad in the kitchen. Around 10am I'd get up and head downstairs and we would sit and enjoy the pancakes and waffles Niall would make. There'd always be a cup of coffee for me too. This routine started a few years into our married life where he'd let me sleep in and then soon when the kids came it just stuck.