Always In My Heart (Sequel To Love Hurts)

Chapter 44

In a world full of scrutiny, be kind to one another.

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"Niall?" Harry said surprised seeing him on his doorstep, "Come in, please" he stepped aside letting him in.

"Thanks.." Niall said.

"Can I get you a drink, was about to make myself some tea?" Harry asked cause he hadn't seen him in a while and he sorta missed his best friend.

"I'll have the same, thanks"

"Good..good, um, sit yourself in the lounge I won't be a minute.." Harry said going the kitchen.

Niall nodded making his way to the lounge, he missed being here. Missed everyone. It's funny how he hadn't physically been here since Amelia's birthday. He looked around at the family pictures on the walls, mostly the children's. Yasmeen, Elijah, Mason, Amelia, Toni and Maddy. He chuckled cause even the dogs were there as well.

A picture of Zayn and Harry smiling at each other caught his attention. Huh, he hadn't seen it before. It was unfiltered and they were unawares when it was taken by the looks of it. It was natural.

"Nice picture, isn't it?" Harry said seeing him staring, "Here you go" he gave him his tea and sat down.

"Yeah it is..thanks" Niall said taking the cup before taking a seat aopposite him.

"You know who took it?" Harry asked drinking his tea, probably should have waited cause it was bloody hot. He couldn't spit it back now, could he? No. He cleared his throat and waited for the feeling to pass as the tea burned his insides.

"Who?'

"Our Yazz.." Harry smiled proudly.

"Really, wow." Niall nodded, "She's good"

"Our little artistè, she is. She takes after Zayn no questions about that. You know I can just about draw the stick man I'm not Banksy..." Harry laughed.

"You draw a very good stick man give yourself some credit. I'm sure it can sell a few pounds" Niall said joining in the laughter..

"Give it a rest, I'm shit when it comes to drawing but our Yazz is good. We didn't pose for it or something, she just clicked and showed to her baba of course. You know Zayn he was like, oh my god Haz we're framing this.."

Niall laughed harder when Harry threw in Zayn's accent as well. "Why the squeaky voice, was he crying or something?"

"Pftt..was he crying? Niall, get out of here. Of course he was bloody crying. A mess he was but yeah, now it's there with the rest of them.." Harry smiled fondly reliving the memory in his mind. Zayn never stopped crying and looking at the picture for two days straight, proud baba.

You would think she drew it when it's just a photo. But it wasn't just a photo though. It was a bloody good shot from a potential photographer, Zayn had cried.

Harry looked at his cup before taking small sips of his tea to gather himself cause he had goosebumps just thinking about his daughter all grown up. Karma for making fun of Zayn. But their kids were getting big and their tenth wedding anniversary approaching. He was a proud daddy. They were all getting on with their lives except for Niall,

"How you've been?" Harry asked him after a minute of silence.

"I've been good thanks." Niall sighed, "How you've been?"

"I've been good thanks." Harry chuckled echoing him, "Zayn is out with the girls, they've gone to the park with Louis.."

"Um, okay.." Niall nodded.