They've got the humour {Sequel to Niall's Secret Twin}

Chapter One

"Tea time!" I shout up the stairs to my children. James immediately comes thundering down the stairs and I laughed. James inherited the Horan hunger gene.

Francesca comes down afterwards with Luke behind her. They were both smiling widely and I knew that they found their brothers hunger amusing.

"Thank you mummy." Francesca says to me and takes my hand, dragging me into the kitchen with her. I laugh and sit at the table next to her. 

James is already stuffing the food down his throat and Luke is pulling faces and telling jokes making James pee himself from laughter. Francesca joins in with her siblings and soon enough, we all have tears streaming down our faces from laughing so hard.

There's a knock at the door and I stand up to go and get it.

"Elizabeth!" Three voices shout in  unison and I laugh as I'm tackled into a hug by three of the six boys I love most in this world.

"Hey guys!" I reply, hugging them each in turn.

"Where are my niece and nephews?" Niall demands.

"In the kitchen eating. There's some keeping warm in the oven if you want it." Niall whoops and runs off with Harry right behind him.

"Hey butt-hole." Liam smirks and I hit him.

"Don't be mean to me." I whine playfully and he laughs. "Hey do you three wanna come watch Luke and Frankie's match tomorrow?" I ask as Liam and I walk into the kitchen together. 

I smile at what I see when I come in. Francesca and Harry have always been really close and that's the main reason I made him her God Father but I still find it so sweet when they hang out together. Francesca is on Harry's lap with his arms around her while she eats, occasionally stopping to pull Harry's hair, amused by the curls.

"Mummy? Can I have curly hair?" Francesca asks before the lads have a chance to reply to my question.

"I'll plait it tonight for you, Frankie."

"There you go, Blue, all the best people have curly hair." Harry tells Francesca, smiling. Francesca giggles happily and nods in agreement.

"So would you like to come to the match?" I ask again.

"Please come, Uncle Ni, Uncle Zan is." Luke pleads, grabbing Niall's hand.

"Of course we'll come, buddy." Niall smiles, his face softening as it always does whenever he sees my kids. Luke cheers and jumps on top of Niall which makes Niall laugh and hug him back. I see James yawn from where he's sat next to Liam.

"You tired, buddy?" I ask him and he nods, leaning on my shoulder, wrapping his arms loosely around my neck. I pick him up and put him on one hip. I bend down and Francesca jumps onto my back and Luke grabs my hand.

We walk upstairs and I stop at Luke and James's shared room first. Luke climbs into his bed and I carefully drop James into his where he curls up into a little ball under the covers, already fast asleep. I kiss my boys goodnight before heading across the hall where I tuck Francesca in.

"Mummy?" Her angelic voice calls out as I'm about to leave. I pause with my finger hovering over the light switch.

"Yeah honey?"

"Can you tell me about daddy? I've only ever seen pictures." I turn around and walk back over to the side of her bed and gently push her back under the covers.

"Sure, Frankie." I give a soft smile. "His name is Louis. Louis Tomlinson and he's in Uncle Haz's band. I met him through Uncle Ni. He came for a break five years ago and that was when I met your uncles for the first time. He was very, very sweet and funny too. He was immature but didn't care. He was kind, nice and romantic. Louis was pretty much perfect." I tell her truthfully, starting to plait her hair.