Where Dreams Come True

Chapter 1

"Sage, are you ready buddy?" I ask my just turned three year old son. His birthday was two days ago, on December 20th and today him and I are heading to Disney World in Florida. We're heading to the airport for our flight from London, England to Orlando, Florida and then the resort will shuttle us from the airport to Disney where our hotel is located on site.

The only problem is I'm terrified of taking a nine and a half hours flight with my three year old son. I'm thankful that we're leaving at 8 a.m. London time and we'll be landing in Tampa at 5:30 Tampa time. I've brought coloring books, crayons and two stuffed animals of Sage's that are his favorite to make the flight eaiser for him. He'll also nap part of the flight.

Walking into Sage's bedroom where I had left him five minutes ago to dress as I placed our luggage by the front door, I see that he's dressed in his red long sleeve shirt, dark blue jeans and his black combate boots.

Sage reminds me of his other dad, so much, with his natural tanned skin and black hair and brown eyes. His other dad Zayn Malik, who Sage calls daddy when Zayn decides to see his son. Zayn left us when Sage was only six months old and it's been the two of us ever since.

Sage at this point in his life, he's not bothered by this fact. For the last two and a half years, it's been just me and Sage. We have my two best mates, Liam Payne and Niall Horn in our lifes, too, as well as Niall and Liam's families since mine disowned me when I came out as gay when I was sixteen and when I also came out to my family I told them I was pregnant with Sage.

I moved out of my mum and step-dad's home a month after I came out and moved in with Zayn. When he left me, he left me with the flat after he had cleared out all of his stuff while I was at work. He had left me a note saying that he had taken himself off the lease of the flat and that he couldn't handle having a child at only 17 years old. Like I was ready to have a child at 16 years old but I had to grow up quickly because I was pregnant and had to be responsible for the life that Zayn and I created.

Sage looks up at me from pulling his shirt down, he has a huge smile. "Where are we going, papa?" he asks in his sweet smile that is all mine.

"Its a surprise, bud, my other birthday present to you," is all I tell him. Sage is a huge Disney fan, especially of 'Tangled' and Flynn Rider. Once I had told Sage that his middle name was because of FLynn, he instantly adored the character and the movie. I've packed him his Flynn Rider Halloween costume from two months ago for when he meets the character at Disney. I'm going to have him dress in the costume before we leave. I know my son, he'll want to be dressed as Flynn Rider when he meets him.

Ten minutes later the taxi has arrived, yes I have a car, but I don't want to leave my car at the airport for a week. Call me paranoid because yes anything could happen to it in my drive way but Niall and Liam are going to be staying here while we're away, giving their roommate their flat some time to himself and the girlfriend.

Twenty minutes later Sage and I are at the airport inside waiting to walk through security as I place our shoes, my wallet and cell, my keys and our bags on the convery belt to be scanned. Finally walking through the scanners with Sage, we're gathering our stuff to head to the waiting area for our flight being called.

"Papa, where we go?" Sage asks me as I settle him into the chair next to me. I have our bags in front of me (the rolling kind with handles is what mine is and Sage's is a backpack; mine is orange and Sage's is Superman) as I turn a smile to him.

"I'll tell you were going to the states, to a place called Florida. I'll tell you when we land what we're going to do while we're there, okay?" Sage nods at me as he holds his stuffed white and black dog that he recieved from as one of his gifts from Liam and Niall for his birthday closer to his chest.