The Boy In My Dream.

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FINAL CHAPTER. I really wish I could thank all of you personally, but that's simple impossible! Just remember that you mean SO MUCH TO ME! You officially made it to the end of my 1st fan-fic. THANK YOU FOR PUTTING UP WITH MY HORRIBLE CHAPTERS!

P.S. Watch out for the epilogue! It'll be posted the day after tomorrow! :D

*Niall's POV; Bentley- 3 months; Dating- 1 year 6 months 

I knew exactly what I was going to do, exactly what I was going to say. I had everything planned out exactly the way I wanted it to. My mother and brother were in London currently, so I had someone to watch Bentley. I was going to make this night perfect. Who am I kidding? Tonight will be perfect.

I walked upstairs to our master bedroom to wake up Brittany. I sat down on her side of the bed and leaned over and kissed her soft lips. I could never get enough of her. She stirred in her sleep and then fluttered her eyes open. Brittany quickly letting a smile grow on her face.

"Good morning beautiful." I leaned down once more and kissed her again.

"Good morning." She put her hands above her head; stretching, then sat up in bed. "May I ask what you're up to?" She knew me so well, she already knew I was up to something.

"Can I not wake up my beautiful girlfriend with a kiss?" She moved closer to me and wrapped her arms around my neck.

"I thought we were out of the stage like forever ago. We even have a three month old!" I kissed her again before responding.

"You never grow out of love. Now time to get up! We got things to do today!"

"We do? I just want to lay in bed with you!" She pouted while pulling on my wrists.

"I thought we grew out of that stage?" I said mockingly. "Just kidding, hunny. Seriously though, you need to get up." She slowly got out of our bed and wrapped her arms around my waist.

We headed downstairs to make ourselves some breakfast before Bentley woke up and to enjoy the quietness of each other's company. We got to watch TV for a good hour snuggling together before she woke up. It was my turn to go get her so I once again headed upstairs and into her room.

I looked over the crib to see, a now happy baby. I picked her up and rested her head on my shoulder and made my way back downstairs. Brittany already made her a bottle and handed it to me when I sat back down on the couch. I wasn't going to lie; Bentley ate a lot. She was a big baby for how young she was. She could already roll over and she also has teeth poking through her gums. She even attempts so crawl! Brittany has already cried multiple times over how she's quickly growing up, but I keep telling her she's overreacting. I looked down at my watch- shit. I was late.