Heart to Heart (Narry Fanfic)

Epilogue

Niall POV:

I stretched out in the bed whacking Harry in the face in the process. He didn’t stir which was a good sign. I must have really tired him out last night. The phone starts ringing downstairs and I bolt to the staircase, I was hoping I would get this call.

“Hello?”

“Is this Mr. Niall Horan?”

“Yes, yes it is.” I could barely contain myself, I had been looking into this for a while, Harry had no idea what any of it was about, he would be so happy.

“My name is Emilia Donovan from the Holmes Chapel Adoption Agency returning your call regarding your availability status.”

“Availability? You mean there is already a child for us?”

“Yes, she is from Russia and is about eleven months old, with the pictures you sent us we have already had her identify your husband and you as deedee and daadaa.”

“What you have got to be kidding me right now? We are really getting our daughter? A child? For us?”

“Yes we just need one of you to come down to Russia and pick her up and take her back to her home, her home with you.”

“How soon should I be there?”

“Head over to your computer I just faxed you your boarding pass.”

“Thank you so much.”

“No problem Mr. Horan, don’t forget your flight leaves in seven hours.”

“Goodbye!”

“Bye.”

I rush over to Harry’s wallet and snatch his company card, his platinum business one. His dad had signed over all of the Catalina’s in England and Ireland over to him since Harry wanted to be in the family business. Harry only had to go and check up on all seven restaurants, four in England and three in Ireland every three months. The rest of the time he stayed making a home with me. I had opened a bakery down the road where I make delicious food for everyone to eat. Business was booming there but now I had another thing to worry about, baby stuff.

I took his card and went onto the computer and bought bottles, diapers, cloths, a crib, a stroller, toys, winter clothes, summer clothes, pajama’s and last but not least a pink stuffed monkey. We had a spare room on the third floor with nothing in it, that would be her room. I had baby monitor’s ordered, pastel pink paint, and almost everything imaginable to baby proof the house. I thin I was ready, almost $30,000 later. Harry was going to flip, but it’s not like we didn’t have the money, we had millions upon millions, not even joking we were loaded. We lived in the town house because we both decided we want a life that is less superficial and more about each other and the family we were going to start.

I sign off the computer after putting everything on rush, meaning it would get here tonight. Harry was leaving to go on a trip for four days to do the restaurant check ups.