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(Taylor's POV) ~~4 years later~~

I place the cake on the counter and run around frantically looking for the candle. "Shit shit shit!" I sigh and stand back up from my crouching position and run a hand through my long hair.

I hear kids screaming and running around and I chuckle slightly. Zayn wraps his arms around me and I sigh. "You look stressed." I laugh and nod. "I can't find the candle, how are we gonna light the cake without the candle!"

I say in frustration and Zayn laugh reaching into the drawer right in front of me pulling out the candle in the shape of the number seven. I look at it wide eyed and Zayn smirks handing it to me. "You just have to take your time love." He kisses my cheek and I sigh shaking my head. "Thank you."

He nods winking and watched as I set the candle in the cake. I grab the lighter and Zayn says, "is he coming?" I stop my actions knowing exactly what he's asking me.

Flashbacks race through my mind of my father all those years ago. Wrinkles crease my face and I say, "no...I don't want him near us ever. I told you that." He looks at me in worry and nods. "Look, I know you guys had a bad moment."

I set the lighter on the counter and say, "bad moment?, yeah Zayn...I'd call it a bad moment, fucking shouting, hitting, lots of harsh words thrown around. And don't even fucking mention my mom."

I glare and he grabs my hand lightly. "Love, you'll have to talk to her sometime." I roll my eyes and move my hand from his lighting the candle. "Not anytime soon."

As of light the candle the doorbell rings. I look up and sigh, I tell Zayn to take the cake outback for the kids and I walk to the door. I smooth my red sweater down and open the door.

"Hi." My mother says in a small tone holding a giant gift bag. I look at her shocked and say, "what are you doing here?" She holds the bag up and says, "it's Olivia's birthday and baby, I know you're mad at me but please let me come in and say hi, then I promise I'll leave."

She says in a pleading tone, and despite what I just told Zayn I can't help but feel upset. I widen the door and nod, "sure mom." She smiles and walks in, "so where is my baby?"

I smile slightly and say, "she's out back with her friends." My mom nods and walks to my back sliding glass door. She opens it and I hear a shout. "Gram!" I smile walking in the back.

"Hey baby!" Olivia jumps in my mom's arms giving her a big happy hug. I look up to Zayn who give me a knowing smile. I told you love...yeah yeah, I know...

I smile to myself and look down. "Mama, can gram stay for my party?" My beautiful big girl asks me in a happy tone her golden eyes sparkling with hope. I look at my mom and say, "only if she promised to help me cook your favorite meal."

My mom looks at me happily and nods. "O-ofcourse." She smiles and looks at Olivia. "And what might this meal be?" She jumps up and down and says, "mama's cheesy pasta, it's so good!"

I laugh and mom nods. "Of course." Zayn scoops her up from behind and she giggles. "Lets let them start the food yeah?" She nods and reaches out for me. I smile walking towards Zayn and I scoop her up groaning. "Wow you're so heavy!"

I say and widen my eyes with a smile. She laughs and says, "no I'm not mama!" I nod and say, "oh but you are." She laughs again and I kiss her cheek. "I'm gonna go start dinner yeah, you go play with your friends love."

She hugs me and whispers thank you. "You're welcome baby." I close my eyes against her and smile to myself. I set her back down and Zayn watches her running of in the yard playing around. Her long hair swaying as she runs, she's too cute.

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