You were never supposed to meet him. Midnight Til Morning was just a band you listened to on late-night drives, a soundtrack to a life that felt stuck in neutral. But when an accidental encounter puts you face-to-face with Conor Smith - the boy behind the voice you've always loved - your world shifts in ways you can't ignore. Suddenly, you're juggling a normal job, family expectations, and the whirlwind of tour buses, backstage secrets, and headlines you never wanted. But the closer you get to Conor, the more you realize this isn't just about music... it's about choices, sacrifices, and a love that could rewrite your entire story. Slow-burn romance, real-life obstacles, and the band-life you've only dreamed about - welcome to the world of Midnight Til Morning.

It all happened on January 2012. The day I found out I was carrying Louis Tomlinson child. I couldn't tell him. His career was just starting, a kid will just destroy it. So I did what I thought was best. I left him. I never spoke to him again. Until today. He saw me and talked to me. But he also saw someone else, he saw my little girl. Our little girl, Leah. She doesn't know he is her father. He doesn't know either, so why would he suspect? Author's Note: - Story complete but under MAJOR editing

You set your phone down when a customer walked in - a boy with fluffy brown hair and an oversized jumper. You watched him wander between the shelves for a few moments, looking sort of lost, as most boyfriends and/or husbands did when they came looking for gifts. Shame too - he was cute. Still, you walked around the counter and over to him to offer your help. You stepped up beside him next to the candles. "Hi, are you finding everything okay?" You asked. "Oh, uh." The boy jumped a little. "I'm just looking for some candles." He said. "Gonna be honest... I'm kind of lost, yeah." You laughed a little. "Would you like some help?" "Yes, thank you." He sounded relieved. You grabbed one of the shopping bags from the nearby rack and handed it to him with a smile. "So are we looking for something for the girlfriend, or mom, maybe?" "Oh, um no." He said, flushing slightly. "I just needed some candles for me, actually." Your smile widened. So no girlfriend... a interesting development.

Just some imagines from my jumping bean and his characters🥺❤️

This book is filled with- Cute Happy Sometimes sad Imagines of Colby Brock I do take requests!!!