Saving Grace

Chapter 3

All of the spelling and grammar mistakes when Nate or Grace is talking are on purpose. They're just learning how to talk so they're not going to make much sense.

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December 2014

Liam's POV

As I sat on my couch my nephew ran around the living room, hiding behind all of the luggage that was thrown around. The boys and I were leaving for America soon and Eleanor and Nate were coming with us.

"Natey!" Eleanor called walking in from the kitchen. "Come here! We have to leave soon!"

"Mumma!" Nate cried sprinting over to her. Right as she was going to pick her up he swerved and ran towards me and launched himself into my lap. "Unca Leem! We go 'merica!"

"That's right bud. We're going to America," I laughed at the look of pure joy on his face. For being only a year and two months old he could talk really well.

"Are you ready to leave?" Zayn asked grabbing some more suitcases to bring down to the waiting cars.

"Unca Zee!" Nate jumped off my lap and ran over to him, acting like he hadn't seen him in ages, even though it had only been about ten minutes. "I wan hep wif dem," he pointed to the bags that Zayn was holding.

"Here baby," Eleanor said, handing him her purse. "You can bring this for Mumma. Follow Uncle Zayn."

I had never seen him look so proud as he took the bag from her and followed Zayn out of the door. Eleanor and I grabbed the last of the suitcases and made our way down after them. When we reached the street Louis was buckling Nate into his car seat, Niall was saying goodbye to Rosalie and Zayn was saying goodbye to Perrie.

Harry's girlfriend, Maryn, whom he had started dating after our trip to Los Angeles when the met, was going to be meeting us in New York. That makes me the only single member of the band, although Danielle kept trying to get back together with me.

We loaded the last bags into the back and climbed in after them. The ride to the airport was super loud and I had to keep yelling over my shoulder from the front to get everyone to be quite. Paul was driving.

When we reached the airport we piled out and all grabbed our suitcases. We each had three, the tour was lasting about two months, except for Louis and Eleanor who had their things as well as Nate's.

We quickly went through security and got right onto the plane and started across the Atlantic to New York City. Luckily Nate was able to sleep for nearly the whole flight.

When we landed in New York the airport was swarmed with fans. Nate was soaking up the attention. He was waving at the screaming girls and smiling so widely. Eleanor looked worried about him, but she really didn't need to be. The fans love him to bits.

"There's an interview tomorrow," Paul told us before we all went into our separate rooms in our penthouse suite. "We have to be there by eight in the morning, so make sure you're up and ready by seven thirty."

"So early," Zayn complained.

Everyone grumbled in agreement and slouched off to our rooms. I fell asleep as soon as my head hit the pillow. Several hours later my alarm went off. It felt like I had only gotten a few minutes of sleep but I dragged myself up anyway.

After I had showered I went out into the living room area of the suite where I found the rest of the boys eating breakfast. I joined them and once we were done we left.

Eleanor and Nate were still sleeping, they weren't coming with us today. Tomorrow, at the photo shoot they would, but today El wanted to let Nate adjust to the time zone change.