Sherlock, John and Mrs Hudson

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Alexia’s POV

Training was hard. Beyond hard. It’s been 3 weeks since the training started and it hasn’t become easier. Last time I did such thing was before I started the mission involving Niall and that was more than two years ago. I literally couldn’t get up of my bed with the pain I was feeling all over my body. Austin came in my room and laughed.

“Don’t worry Alex you’ll get there… After a bit of a stumble and a rumble and a tumble… Jane asked me to come here and ask you if you need anything.”

“Did she ask or demand?”

“You know Jane she doesn’t ask. That’s too normal for her. So tomorrow we start at seven ok?”

“I think I need a break… From everything! Six months ago my life was perfectly fine. Well… Almost.” Thoughts of Niall and I together again came to me like a flash. So sudden and so fast. Austin sat next to me in my bed.

“It gets better Alex. In the end it always does you know? If it doesn’t get better than it’s not the end. You know where to find him Alexia. Just go.”

“I can’t… I’d be unfair for him. I mean what were the odds that he was my best friend when I was a kid and that he was the one the agency lied about my death. Stuff like that only happen in books Austin. Not in real life.”

“Well us being secret agents at the age of ten only happens in books too and look at us? We had the most adventurous childhood a kid could ask for. I mean what kid can say that it was almost eaten by a crocodile after fighting a puma?” I laughed remembering that mission. I still have the scars in my back of the puma’s claws. “Niall loved you just as much as you loved him. And I’m sure that hasn’t changed. Needless to say that you have to fight for him right? And he will forgive you Alex. It wasn’t even your fault. You didn’t know too. You’re not a quitter Alex.”

Niall’s POV

Finally, we were heading to my hometown. I was beyond excited I could stop moving around my seat besides Zayn in this small airplane. Moni was behind me sleeping on Hayden’s shoulder. She couldn’t handle this much excitement. Once we landed she was going to her hometown for a few days and then she’d meet us in Mullingar. I couldn’t wait to see everyone. I miss my parents, my brother, my nana, my amazingly cute nephew. Which is normal I mean they are my family. I barely see them all year with all the traveling so getting a whole week just to spend with them was a blessing.

“Mate calm down a bit otherwise the plane will look like a rollercoaster. I’m excited too. Seeing Mommy Horan and her amazing cooks. And in less than two weeks I’ll see my family. It’s going to be amazing.”

“What about Perry? Is she meeting us there?”

“Yes. She’s wrapping her tour now and is going to meet us there. She actually arrives earlier so mom is picking her up…” I smiled at Zayn looking back at my window for two seconds. When I turned myself again to him though, he had this look in his face. Like he was deliberating with himself whether he should or should not tell me something. “Can I ask you something mate?” I nodded giving him the word to continue and grabbed my bottle of water opening it and drinking.

“Do you think I’m too young to have kids?”

“W-w-what? Kids?” Were the first words that came out of my mouth. His face got a bit sad with my reaction but I cleared my trout and continued. “Sorry that’s the first reaction you have when you are twenty. Zayn, both Perrie and you have always been more mature than anyone in our ‘group’ as people may call it. You got married at the age of twenty and you are lasting more than Kim Kardashian or Paris Hilton. I think both of you would be great parents but you know that with a kid comes a lot of responsibility. Both you and Perrie would have to quit the band, you’d have to get a good house. Then the diapers, the nanny’s, the play school, the pre-school, elementary, high school, college… That’s about twenty four years of paying expensive bills. If your kid is smart enough and not be like his dad or uncles who quit, school to be on a boy band. What idiots. And we are not including after school activities and-“

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