Gotta Be You (One Direction Fan Fiction)

Epilogue:

"Harry, come down for dinner!" I yell up the stairs of our apartment. It's been 3 years since the day on the tour bus and Harry and I are both 22 years old. Niether of us went to college and he is still making music with the boys. We moved in together two years ago and we live here off and on. We travel around a lot but when we are here, this is our home.

"Just a minute, love!" He calls down to me as I set the dinner onto the table. I walk to the sink and wash my hands, then grab napkins as I hear him walking down the stairs. "Who is daddy's big boy?" I hear him coo. I smile.

"Me!" I hear my little baby boy squeak. 

"Of course!" Harry responds, tickling him. He laughs his tinkling laugh and I smile.

"Hi Johnny!" I say as they walk into the kitchen. "Did you have fun upstairs with daddy after your nap?" I ask him, lifting him out of his fathers arms. He hugs my neck and plants a wet kiss on my cheek. Good answer. He and Harry had been upstairs for the last 2 hours playing a game. "Was he awake when you got up there?" I ask Harry. He shakes his head.

"Out like a rock." He tells me. I smile at Johnny. He is now 2 years old and is an adorable replica of his father. He has the dimples and everything, but he has my eyes.

"You remind me of this little girl I once saw in a movie." I tell Johnny, as a remember the night with Harry. "Maybe that's what this one will look like." I say to him, patting my inlarged belly. Harry and Johnny smile. Harry puts his hands on my stomach and kisses me.

"Ewww!" Johnny says squirming in my arms and putting his hands to his lips. We laugh at him and I place him in his high-chair. "Mommy, Hiwawy is in yo tummy, wight?" Johnny asks me questioningly. He meant to say Hillary but he hasn't gotten his R's and L's fully down yet. Harry and I decided last week to name our baby girl Hillary. It took a lot of time but we finally decided after we remembered when Louis screamed 'HILLY' on the bus all those years back. 

"She is, baby." I tell him with a smile.

"Do you wuv hew?" He asks again. I nod. Harry looks at him expectantly. "Den, why did you eat hew?" He asks again concerned. I look at Harry who is trying now to laugh. I smile.

"Oh, baby, I didn't eat her, Johnny. Mommy only... ate a watermelon seed and she started growing." I make up. "But only Mommy's can eat watermelon and have baby's grow. Not daddy's or boys or little girls." I tell him. He smiles. I look at Harry and he winks at me. I grab him hand. "So, baby boy! Do you want some noodles?" I ask him. He nods and I serve him some, as well as myself and Harry. We finish our meal and I am about to clear the plates when I hear the doorbell. I stand up shifting my weight to accomadate my belly. I walk to the front door and open it.

"Hi!" Everyone screams. I smile. It's Niall and his fiancee Nicole, Louis, his wife, Eleanor, and their 4 year old son Caleb, Liam and his girlfriend Danielle, and Zayn and Michelle.

"Hey! I'm so glad you could make it!" I tell them all. I usher them into the house and close the door.

"Hello, big guy!" Zayn says picking up Johnny. "Vas happenin'?" He asks. Johnny smiles as Harry gives everyone hugs.

"Zayn!" He screams and pulls him into a hug. I smile. I walk over and give Eleanor a side hug, sseeing as if we hugged from the front our arms might not reach each others shoulders. She was also pregnant with a baby girl.

"Hey everyone. I just wanted to tell you some news." Danielle says as everyone hushes. Liam pulls her towards him and she smiles. She holds up her left hand, where a ring sparkles on her fourth finger.

"Ah!" All of us females squeak as we run over to her and look at it. Everyone says their congratulations, to both her and Liam.

"Ugh, when are you gonna ask me Zayn?" Michelle says sarcastically to Zayn. He smiles at her. And gets on one knee.

"I was actually gonna ask tonight." He says pulling a box from his pocket. Michelle's hand flies to her mouth. "Will you marry me?" He asks. 

"I was so not serious! But of course!" She says. We all cheer. Zayn slips the ring onto her finger and they kiss.

"I'll get the champagne!" Harry yells running out of the kitchen, handing me Johnny. I smile at him and he darts away. A tear escapes my eye.

"Lilly, what's wrong?" Niall asks me, grabbing my hand. I shake my head.

"Nothing is wrong. Everything is perfect! Plus, I'm pregnant and my hormones are running on high so I tend to cry a lot." I say jokingly. Everyone laughs. I hug my baby boy closer to me and set my left hand on my stomach. Harry comes back in, handing Zayn the champagne bottle and lacing his arm around my waist. I smile down, staring at the ring on my finger.

My life is perfect.