Swear Jars and Babies (Book Four)

Chapter One

Chapter One

Lights will guide you home

And ignite your bones

And I will try to fix you

"Daddy. Up." Were the first words I heard the one morning.

"Daddy is sleeping. Wake up your mummy."

"Mummy already up. Daddy up."

"Daddy doesn't want to get up." I sighed, still refusing to open my eyes as I felt A.J.'s hands on my face.

"Mummy said."

"Well tell your mummy that Daddy is taking a break for the day... he didn't get much sleep last night."

"But is my birthday." My eyes opened at that, a groan escaping my lips as I realized he was right....

"How old are you now? Twenty?"

"No. I three. Twenty old. You twenty." I chuckled as I sat up in the bed, picking A.J. up off the floor and placing him in my lap as I did so.

"I wish I was twenty squirt..."

"How old is Daddy?"

"Twenty-Six kiddo."

"Daddy still old."

"Mummy is older than me." A.J. shook his head at me before bursting into giggles.

"No. Mummy younger. Daddy old."

"Nope. I think you're old." It was then that I started to tickle him, a high pitched shriek sounding from his little mouth as I did so.

"Dad-Daddy. St-Stop." A.J. gasped out, his face red but with giggles still escaping him. Niall came rushing into the room, a worried expression on his face that soon faded.

"Mummy!" A.J. gasped out, trying desperately to escape my arms. Niall just smiled, shaking his head as he put his hands on his hips.

"What on earth are you guys doing?"

"He called me old!"

"Dad-Daddy is o-old." A.J. giggled out, his breathing still short as I stopped tickling him for a second. I didn't want him to suffocate....

"Mummy is older!"

"He is not!"

"Is too."

"Not. "

"Too."

"You guys are unbelievable." Niall sighed, but still smiled at us anyways.

"He started it." I replied, shrugging as A.J. let out a gasp.

"Did not. Daddy did." A.J. jumped up off my lap and ran over to Niall. Niall picked him up without hesitation, placing a sloppy kiss on his cheek.

"Daddy is pretty old." Niall "whispered" into A.J.'s ear, earning a giggle from A.J. and a whine of protest from me.

"I'm not old." I pouted, crossing my arms over my chest. Of course neither of them cared, so I decided to kick it up a notch. I cover my face with my hands, letting out little sniffles as I pretended to cry. It didn't take long for A.J. to fall for my con, his little hands already touching my face after a minute or so.

"Daddy not old. I sorry Daddy." I removed my hands off my face and almost burst out laughing at the look of betrayal that now covered A.J.'s face.

"Got ya." I said, grabbing A.J. and holding him close to my chest. A.J. let out a gasp, giggling as he tried to get out of my grasp. I continued to hold him before giving him a soft kiss on the top of his head.

"Happy birthday squirt." I whispered into his hair, enjoying the fact that he still fit in my arms. Eventually he stopped squirming, his head leaning on my chest.

"Love you."

"Love you too. Now let's go see what Mummy made you for breakfast." I placed one last kiss on his head before letting him go. A.J. didn't bother waiting for us, his little body disappearing from the room. Niall walked over to the bed, sitting down next to me as he kissed me.

"Morning." He whispered.

"Morning... Ready to face a day filled with screaming children?"

"And screaming adults? Hardly, but it must be done." Niall sighed out, linking fingers with mine.

"I'm sure Zayn won't be too bad."

"Don't even start with that, you know how he is around A.J."

"I can't make any promises... Can you believe our little bean is three?"

"Don't remind me..." Niall whispered, shaking his head.

"I'm reminding you. God Mummy, you're getting old."

"You're one to talk."

"Asshole."

"Daddy! Swear jar!" A.J. had chosen that moment to come back, staring at me with wide eyes from the door. Niall stifled a laugh, earning a glare from me.

"You have wonderful timing kid." I sighed, standing up from the bed and walking over to my wallet. I grabbed a dollar and handed it to the three year old.

"Thank you." A.J. said before running out of the room again. Niall finally stopped holding in his laughter, his face turning red as it echoed throughout the house.

"You're a brat."

"You gotta admit that was funny!"

"It wasn't funny. You can swear left and right, he won't hear it. I slip up once, and next thing I know I'm broke as hell." I threw my arms up as if to prove my point, earning only an eye roll from Niall.

"Maybe you shouldn't cuss like a sailor."

"Don't you even start."

"And just to think we get to do it all over again..." Niall sighed, leaning back against the bed. His shirt rode up, revealing the seemingly flat stomach. I smiled at that, walking back over to him so I could poke the small amount of pudge that had formed. Niall smacked my hand away at that, glaring at me.

"Don't do that."

"But it's fun." I whined, my fingers getting closer to the pudge... I wasn't lying... it was fun to poke.

"Harry." Niall warned.

"Niall." I retorted.

"Don't." I didn't listen, poking it anyways.

"You're an idiot." Niall whispered.

"But I'm your idiot."

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Kay.

There's so much Narry fluff that I'm literally drowning in my own feels.

A.J. is so adorable. OMG.

I DONT KNOW IF I CAN MAKE IT THROUGH THIS STORY GUYS.

Ohmygod.

Anyways, yes I had A.J. call Niall mummy and that's because I thought it would be kinda cute and Harry made those mummy remakes and yeah...

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