Prologue

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Third persons POV
The four teenagers sat scattered in the crowd of other students. Each one wearing the same cap and gown. All of their parents and siblings sat in the bleachers, waiting for them to finally graduate. Niall, Liam, Shane, and Joey were currently walking to their seats in the bleachers.
"At least they're close to the kids" Niall said. "Yes because I can take artsy photos" Joey said while laughing.
As the four men walked past the others, they were all went silent. Some of the kids pointed at them, saying, "look it's Niall and Liam!" Or "its those you tubers, Joey and Shane!" The four older men were used to it now. Every time they went somewhere with their kids, people would become silent and stare. Some would ask for pictures, and some would secretly take them. Niall, Liam, Shane and Joey finally reached their seats. Liam sat down first, then Joey, then Niall, and then Shane.
"These bleachers are hot oh my gosh." Shane exclaimed.
"This weather is killing me." Liam mumbled and adjusted his shirt.
"Hey, we are here for them, remember?" Niall said. All the men nodded and Shane laughed. "
"Remember when we first found them all? How young they were?" He said and turned to the others. They all nodded and smiled.
"They were so little and different. I'm so glad they're ours." Niall said and looked back at the students.
The smiling boys turned their attention to the students like Niall did.
"Welcome everyone! To the graduates of 2020!" The principal said at the podium. Everyone clapped and cheered.
"Now let's get started...." He said and started talking more. Angelena, Hannah, Miles and Natalia were all scattered into the sea of students waiting for their names to be called. They finally were here on the stage, graduating. Everyone may think it was easy for them because they're parents are Niall Horan, Liam Payne, Shane Dawson, and Joey Graceffa. But oh no.
It was one hell of a ride for these four kids to get where they are today.
They were broken and depressed and didn't think anyone could repair them.
Until they all met each other.

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