Little Mix One Shots

Tiny Feet!

"Gabriel Jonathan Elliot, sit down now." I hissed down the plane at my son who was running up and down at lightning speed. As he passed me I put my hand out and pulled him towards my lap. He squirmed in protest but eventually gave in wriggling himself onto the free seat next to me.

"Mammy, Mammy, Mammy, can I have a movie on please?" He pestered in his little Geordie accent, pulling a cheesy smile afterwards. I nodded, not being able to resist the cuteness and gave him the iPad with his headphones in so he could watch it without distracting the whole plane. Just as he settled down I felt movement in my arms and looked down to see my princess waking up from her nap, a frown growing on her face. "Hi angel, did you have a nice sleep?" I cooed as I lifted her so she was facing me. I continued to watch her face as it contorted more, preparing for the cry I began to rock her as I flagged down a hostess asking her to warm up one of her bottles. Just as I had expected she began wailing in my arms, I attempted to soothe her whispering "shhh, baby girl, you're alright, mamma's here, you'll be fed in no time I promise, now hush little one." I began to fidget waiting for the lady to come back with the bottle, hating hearing her cry. I looked around at the other passengers some of them smiling sympathetically, others shooting horrid glares as I attempted to calm the 1 month old in my arms.

I continued rocking her, getting more and more stressed, until I felt a hand on my wrist. I looked up and saw Perrie standing I front of me looking at me sympathetically.

"Hi Pez, you okay?" I asked directing my attention back to my baby.

"I'm fine, are you? You look stressed, is there anything I can do to help you, I just got Daisy and Lily to sleep so I've got a few?" She asked noticing how I was stressing.

"Not really I'm just waiting for this bottle it doesn't take that long to heat up I don't know where she is and I'm worried if she keeps crying she'll wake Alf and you know how he is if he doesn't sleep properly" I explained glancing at the 3 year old that was curled up in the window seat.

"Oh right, why don't I go and chase her up and see if she's done it. Keep an eye on Oscar will you, he should be fine he's occupied by scooby doo." She added, I nodded and she made her way down the plane to find the bottle.

Less than a minute later she came back with the bottle in hand and passed it to me, I thanked her and immediately slotted it into the whimpering baby's mouth, causing her to instantly suck and become much more happy. Perrie smiled and ran her index finger along Alexa's cheek moving away a small tear, before returning to her seat, pulling out her phone as she did.

I relaxed a little now and thought about Jed and where he was now, I wanted nothing more than to have him with me as I travelled to LA to do promotion for our 9th album, all 3 of my kids in tow. Though it was difficult having them with me I couldn't be happier with my life. I had never thought I'd have 3 kids before 30 but I guess that's how it works eh.

First, I have Gabriel or Gabe as we mostly call him, my oldest, who was 5 and a right handful at times, but wonderful all the same. It is often his curiosity that gets him in trouble, but he's a good kid really. He has dark brown hair that falls unevenly like his father's and chocolate brown eyes that never failed to persuade me.

Next I have my middle son, Alfie who is 3. He's very calm and relaxed much like me but never disturb his sleep or you'll wish you could crawl into a hole and hide! I swear he's worse than Pez! He's kniwn by the girls as the shy one because he hardly says more than a few well chosen words when in their company. He looks more like me with curly chestnut hair but has his father's hazel eyes.

Finally we have my little Princess Alexa-Mae. I only had her a month ago and she is so tiny but beautiful all the same. She was the little girl I had been waiting for my whole life. She has tiny brown hairs that curl a little and deep brown eyes that appear to be smiling constantly. Though it wasn't convenient having her at such a young age travelling with me, it had to happen, there was no avoiding it.