Breathe

63

3 days later (Payne residence)

“Liam her hand goes in the shirt like this” Dani rolls her eyes at her petulant boyfriend and puts the screaming baby’s arm through the soft fabric of the shirt. I laugh, seeing Liam put on his daddy pants has been a hilarious experience. Also seeing him protect the baby from the bombarding paparazzi’s 24/7 is a little scary, we’re trying to keep the public eye away from little Ella as long as we can. Besides all the talk of the new baby spreading across the globe, Ella is doing spectacular she’s beyond perfect. I try to stay around as much as I can to help out, I’ve been spending nights with Dani when her mom goes home and Liam is too tired from band stuff to function.

“ Give me my goddaughter please” Harry whines and takes the infant from Liam; I smile down and stir the tomato soup on the stove in front of me.

“Nina please go, Wyatt is waiting” Dani comes up and pushes me away from the burner. I grunt I know I should be going but I really am trying to prolong it. I want to see my parents London home but I don’t want to at the same time. It’s like a thorn in your side, you know you should just take it out and be done with it, but you also know its going to hurt. I know I should go see the home and get it over with but I know it’s going to cause hurt to my brother and me.

“Okay, okay” I put my hands up, “I’m leaving”

“FinALLY” Louis shouts startling the new baby, and earning him a smack from Liam and Eleanor.

Harry gives the crying child to her mother; I walk over to him, butterflies forming in my stomach as I reach his body.

“Hey beautiful” He pulls at my hips until his chest is at mine.

I take a deep breath, I want him to come with me but I know it’s something I have to do on my own. So I wrap my arms around him bringing him in even closer.

“Everything is going to be okay, I love you so much” He whispers into my ear, I smile and breath in, he smells of some high end cologne. I feel his grip tighten around me.

“Okay, I can do this” I lean back and look at him, his arms still wrapped around me, he swoops his head in for a kiss, I knot my hands in his hair.

“Go” Harry whines and pushes me away

I smile at him seductively before exiting the room. That man has a surprise coming his way.

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“ Are you sure you want to do this?” I take a deep breath before looking at Wyatt. He seems more nervous than myself, fiddling with his thumbs.

He smiles coy and opens his door. I do the same. We come face to face with a walk up town house; embroidered with white stone like something you would find in New York, it’s absolutely stunning. I hand Wyatt the key.

“No, you open it” He mumbles and hides his hands in his black trench coat.

I close my eyes briefly before pushing the key into the door and twisting.

It creaks as we step through the threshold.

Everything is covered in white fabric. The house seems old, dust capturing every corner.

“Where should we start?” Wyatt puts his hand around my shoulder.

I shake my head; I don’t know what to do. I don’t know exactly what I’m looking for this is all too overwhelming.

“Let’s split up and find out how big this house is” I turn to him, he has pain engraved on his face. I frown; being in this house is like being in a morgue the atmosphere is cold and dark.