Small Bump ( Niall Horan Fanfic! :D)

Chapter Twenty One: Two months later..

A/N: Happy Valentine’s Day! xoxo

I was going to do as I promised, because I don’t break my promises that I make to Lyric. Zayn and Emma ended up taking Grace and Michael, so I was thankful. Once we said good bye to the twins I instantly connected my lips to hers. I picked her up bridal style and she gently wrapped her arms around my neck. I still felt terrible as I carried her back to my bedroom.

Once we got in our room I shut the door and gently laid her down in the middle of the bed. I continued to kiss her, but then she gently pulled away.

"Niall you don’t have to do this." Lyric said as she looked at me with a smile. I really didn’t know what to say to her, because I still felt terrible about what happened hours before. I look her over and saw that she was dressed in one of my t shirts as a night gown and a pair of shorts. I smiled and connected my eyes with hers.

"I just don’t know how to make it up to you." I say sadly. Lyric gives me a gentle look and lifts up her right arm as she runs her hand through my hair. Lyric leans up and pecks my nose.

"You’re fine sweetheart. You’ve already have." She smiles. I sigh and lay next to her as I pull her into my chest. Lyric burrows her head into my chest and I pull the comforter up and cover us. Afterwards I wrap my arm around her and hold her close.

"I love you Niall. I’m sorry for overreacting and making you this upset." She says softly.

"Oh, baby girl, it’s fine. I’m sorry too." I say and kiss her forehead.

"How about we get some sleep? We haven’t slept in hours." Lyric giggles quietly and looks up to me. I smile and kiss her.

"Of course my princess lets sleep. I love you." I say after I pull away from the sweet kiss.

"I love you too." She smiles and put her head back on my chest and falls asleep. Once I noticed that Lyric was asleep, and that she was sleeping peacefully, I fell asleep too.

　

Two Months Later…

The babies are now three months old, and will be celebrating their very first Christmas tomorrow. It’s currently Christmas Eve, and everyone has just left besides Zayn, Emma, and Paisley who just celebrated her third birthday last Saturday. Niall and I are sitting in the love seat, with Gracie on Niall’s lap and Michael on mine. Niall and I also have been on the lookout for any signs of the twins loosing there hearing, which hasn’t happened yet. Yes as a mother I’m terrified, but Niall is always there to reassure me that everything is going to be okay. Michael and Grace haven’t picked who’s there favorite out of Niall and I, but I have to say if Niall or I have been gone for a short or long period of time it’s amazing to see their eyes light up once we walk through the door. Niall’s laughter snaps me out of my thoughts as I look to see what he’s laughing at. It must of done the same to little Mikey because his head turns to his father and he stares at him with bright blue eyes.

I look to see what Niall is laughing at and it seems to be that Paisley is informing Gracie that big girls don’t need a passy aka pacifier. Paisley then tries to take it out before Emma steps in.

"Miss Paisley, what are you doing?" Emma asks, which makes Paisley jump, and stop what she’s doing, Paisley quickly turns around.

"Big girls don’t need passies right Mommy?" She asks clarifying what they must’ve told her when they weaned her off hers.

"Paisley, sweetie, come here." Zayn says gently. Paisley goes over to her father. She lowers her head, and starts to blubber.

"There’s no need to cry honey. Gracie is still a little girl and needs her passy. Gracie might have cried if you took it away from her." He says gently rubbing her back as he lifts her onto his lap. Paisley starts to cry into his chest. The twins stare at her in shock, not knowing why she is crying.