New Beginnings

Decisions

Dan's POV

*The Next Day*

It felt good being able to leave the hospital. We walked out to the street to see a huge ass crowd of reporters and fans being held back by a fence and several police officers. We looked ahead to see some familiar faces which caused my heart to melt. there just twenty feet from us was Louis, Chris, Pj, Tyler, Ian, Anthony, Joe, Caspar, Tom, and Zoella as well as my parents and Phil's. They all ran towards us as we opened our arms to embrace them, it was a very beautiful and messed up hug but it was still a hug. Tears and laughs were exchanged as a small familiar voice outdid them all. "Dad! Daddy!" everyone moved to the side as a flood of tears left Phil and my eyes. Honestly, I'm not one hundred percent on what was going through my head at this time but within seconds I soon found myself down on my knees with my arms opened wide. It had been so long since I heard the soft, calm and reassuring voices of my children and I didn't believe that I would ever see them again. 

Soon, I felt tiny arms wrap around my neck as I enclosed my arms around one of my children. Slowly, I opened my eyes to see Dil's head buried in the crook of my neck, crying his little eyes out. Slightly, I turned my head to see Isabella wrapped around Phil, crying and whispering small 'I love you's' as he ran his slender fingers through her hair. Slowly, Dil pulled away from me and ran to Phil as Isabella leaped into my arms. Her hot tears falling to my shoulder as I cradled her in my arms as if she as five years old again. "I-I thought I would n-never see you again" she sobbed as I kissed her forehead. Sure a 'normal' fourteen years old wouldn't be caught dead hugging their gay parents in public but Isabella was never a 'normal' kid, she was always unique, special and the spoon to our family soup. Yes, I know, horrible analogy but I don't fucking care. 

*An Hour Later*

*At Starbucks*

Phil's parents, as well as mine, decided to take the whole Howell-Lester family out for coffee and bagels for lunch. As we were all sat in a booth, slowly nibbling away at our food and sipping out drinks I caught my in-laws muttering something to my parents. I placed my coffee down on the table, "Okay, what's going on?" Phil was completely confused but he didn't question me.

"What on earth are you talking about Daniel?" My mother faintly smiled as my father kept sipping his drink.

"Mom, I've been sitting here for the last twenty minutes. And every so often you mutter something to Mr. and Mrs. Lester so please," I sighed, "what are you all talking about?"

I watched as my mother looked over at Phil's mom with a worried look but Phil's mom just smiled and nodded. "Dan, Phil. We know the flat was destroyed in the attacks," Phil's hand met mine, as somehow to reassure me as the events replayed over and over in my head. "So, with the help of Isabella and Dil we all picked a house just twenty minutes outside of London that may or may not be for sale..." my eyes quickly met Phil's had our parents bought us a house!? With yard!? Could we get a dog!? Was this real life!? "And after this, we are all going down to look at it if that is okay with the two of you...?"

Phil squeezed my hand as I nodded in excitement, "Yes!" We smiled as our parents laughed and our kids giggled.