The door bell rang uncontrollably, and I knew it could only be one person: Corryn. She had grown to become my best friend, ever since I met her through Harry. Long story short, she was Harry’s fiancée.

“Hold on!” I yelled, grabbing the keys from the counter. Corryn started pounding random beats on the door, knowing it would annoy me. It was a good thing she was gorgeous. It made up for her weirdness.

“Nice to see you too.” I smirked, opening the door. She grinned and pulled me in to a Corryn hug, the kind of hug the nearly strangled you.

“I have huge news.” She said, rushing past me and pulling me in with her. I barely got the kick the door closed.

“What is it?” I asked as Corryn made me sit down on the sofa, then plopped down in front of me.

Corryn froze, her mouth moving, but no words came out. She looked like a dying fish.

“Corryn,” I took her hands slowly. “Take a deep breath.”

After taking totally exaggerated breaths, she exhaled. “I’m pregnant.”

My eyes widened. “Seriously?”

Corryn nodded, a worried look plastered across her face. “Does this mean I’m a slut?” she asked quietly. I nearly burst out laughing, but remembered that Corryn could be very sensitive.

“Corryn, being pregnant with your fiancée’s baby does not mean you are a slut.”

She looked up at me with wide eyes. “Really?”

I giggled, shaking her by the shoulders. “Really.”

“Hey guys,” Niall said, walking into the living room. “What’s up?”

Corryn shot me a look.

“Niall,” I cooed sweetly. “This is my girl time with Corryn. Please leave.”

He pouted, but obediently left the room.

“So does Harry know?” I asked as soon as Niall was out of earshot. Corryn bit her lip and slowly shook her head.

“I mean, what if he gets mad? What if he doesn’t even want a child? What if he gets up and leaves and then I have to raise the child all alone? There’s so many things that could go wrong and-“

“And none of that is going to happen.” I finished. “Just tell Harry. I bet you a million bucks he’ll be the happiest guy in the world.”

“Mum! Colette took my crayons!” Nate cried, running into the living room. Tears streamed down his face, and his white shirt was now covered it paint. I glanced at Corryn who laughed and reached down to pick him up. She placed him on her lap and tickled his sides until he stopped crying and began laughing instead.

“You’re going to be a great mother.” I whispered quietly, taking Nate from her.

“Don’t worry, Nate.” I smiled, kissing his forehead. “I’ll get you a new set of crayons later.”

“Can you get me two boxes?” he asked, showing me two fingers. This kid knew how to bargain.

“Fine.” I sighed jokingly. “Two boxes of crayons.”

Nate kicked his feet and clapped his hands. “Thank you, mum.”

I set him down on the ground and he toddled away, probably to brag to Nicolette about his promised present.

“You’re kids are so adorable.” Corryn sighed. “I hope mine will be like yours.”

“Well, they can be a hand full.” I snorted. “Sometimes they can drive you nuts.”

“But they’re so cute.” Corryn squealed. I rolled my eyes at her outburst, but I knew she was right.

“You should take them one day.” I smirked. “Fine by me.”

Corryn gasped, shaking her head disapprovingly. “I would never take your children from you.” She thought for a moment. “Isn’t that kidnapping?”

“Just shut up, Cory.”

She pouted. “You’re mean.”

“You’re dumb.” I pouted back. She stuck her tongue out and leaned back against the sofa. She hummed softly, admiring the engagement ring of her finger. It’s like she got lost in her own little blonde world and forgot I was watching her. I cleared my throat.

She looked up and gasped, pressing a hand to her chest.

“Don’t do that.” She exclaimed. “You scared me.”

I would never tell it to her face, but Niall and I both agreed that Aria was the perfect example of a dumb blonde. I swear, one day, she was going to trip over a wireless cord.

“Where’s Nicolette?” she asked, looking around the living room as if Nicolette would just pop out from behind the television. In which she would get a good lecture from Niall about how dangerous electric cords were.

“She’s probably planning some naughty scheme.” I joked, but was worried that I just might be right. That girl was like a villain in the making.

Corryn looked down at her fancy watch and sighed.

“Okay. I have to go. Harry and I have a date tonight.” She stood up and gave me a hug, and then the two of us walked to the door.

“I’ll call you later.” She said, blowing me a kiss before leaving the house.

I closed the door after her, and shook my head at Corryn. She amused me so much, it wasn’t even funny. She didn’t realize how funny it was when she forgot things, or zoned out twenty four seven. Still, Corryn was dependable and sweet. Not to mention, she was hilarious and beautiful. Harry was lucky to have her.

“Mum!” Nicolette yelled from upstairs.

“What?”

“Can you help me?”

“With what, sweet heart?”

“Just come!”

If I walked into her room and a bucket of water fell of my head, I wouldn’t be surprised. You’re probably thinking, she’s only three. How can she do that stuff? I’ll just put it this way. Zayn was Nate’s favorite, and Nicolette’s favorite just happened to be Louis.

Does that explain her devious mind?

I made my way upstairs and into Nicolette’s room where I saw what she needed help with. She had spilled a bottle of paint all over the floor. I squatted down and she looked up at me with tears in her eyes.

“Are you mad at me?” she gulped, hanging her head low.

I placed a hand on her back and sighed, looking at the mess. ‘No babe, but from now on, you do your painting in the kitchen like Nathan does. Okay?”

Nicolette frowned, looking at me with her big blue eyes. “It’s not fair.” She said. “You always like Nate better than me.”

“Oh, honey.” I picked her up and gave her a hug. “I love you both equally. You’re just as amazing as Nathan and never think otherwise.”

“But you always like the way he is.” Nicolette argued, stepping out of my arms. “I heard daddy tell you that I was a pain.”

How the hell did she hear that?

“I can hear everything that happened in your room.” Nicolette continued. “Someone’s I hear you screaming and you keep saying daddy’s name. What does he do to-“

“Okay!” I exclaimed quickly, my cheeks burning. “That’s enough Nicolette.”

She looked down at her feet with a smile.

“So do you love Nate more than me?” Nicolette asked quietly.

“No.” I promised, kissing her cheek. “Daddy and I both love you two the same.”

“Okay.” Nicolette nodded slowly, then eyed the paint stained carpet. “Can you help me clean this up, mum?”

“I’ll take care of it.” I said with a grimace. “Why don’t you go play with Nate?”

Nicolette made a face but finally sighed and left the room. As soon as she was gone, I ran into Niall’s office room.

“Niall, Nicolette totally busted us.”

He looked up from his work with a confused expression. “What?”

“She hears everything that happens in our room.” I spilled carefully. It took him a second for it to sink in, but soon, his eyes widened.

“Oh man.”

The two of us burst out laughing, before I stepped forward to see what he was working on.

“What’s that?” I asked, pointing to something he was writing.

“Lyrics.” He answered. “It’s for a song on our album.”

“Ohh, can I see?” I begged, trying to snatch the paper off his desk. He pulled it away and shook his head.

“Nope.”

“Please?”

“No.”

“Pretty please with a cherry and chocolate fudge sprinkles on top?”

“Aria, go away.” Niall snorted, waving his hand towards the door. I pushed my bottom lip out and crossed my arms over my chest.

“You’re mean.”

Niall winked. “Love you too, princess.”

Just as I turned to leave, Niall stood up and grabbed my hand.

“You know ,the reason why I can’t show you the lyrics is because the song is dedicated to you and I want it to be a surprise, right?”

“Aww,” I grinned. “Really?”

Niall nodded. I kissed him softly, and he kissed back equally as gentle. It was so weird how whenever I kissed him, it felt like our wedding day, when we had kissed on the warm sand of the beach. It had took a lot of pushing, but Niall finally gave in and had the wedding on a beach. He had wanted so badly to have it in a church, the old fashioned way, but I encouraged him to try something different. After our wedding, he had taken me to Venice, Italy, for our honeymoon. That was the best week of my life.

When I felt Niall’s lips leave mine, I opened my eyes, and here we were, embracing in his office room.

“Nicolette has been feeling a little un-loved, lately.” I said quietly, looking around, making sure she wasn’t snooping around to hear. Niall’s smile dropped.

“What do you mean? Why? What happened?”

“Well she dropped a bottle of paint on the carpet in her room and started saying that you and I loved Nate more than we love her. I told her that wasn’t true, and she told me how she heard you saying that she was a pain.”

Niall bit his lip. I knew he probably felt guilty. “I didn’t mean it like that.” He said. “I love her.”

“I know.” I squeezed his hand. “But she’s three. She doesn’t know that.”

“I feel terrible,” Niall sighed, leaning against the edge of the desk. He ran his hands through his hair the way he does when he’s worried about something. “I would never want her thinking that.”

“We just have to be careful about what we say.” I told him gently. “Don’t feel bad, Ni.”

“It’s kind of hard not to.” He straightened himself, then smiled at me.

“If you want to go talk to her, she’s probably in Nate’s room. Or at least, that’s where I told her to go.”

Niall nodded. “I’ll go talk to her.”



Niall’s P.O.V.

I opened the door to Nate’s room and found him coloring in one of his hundred coloring books.

“Hey, Nate.” I said. He looked up and grinned.

“Hi, Daddy.”

“Do you know where Nicolette is?”

Nate shook his head and resumed with his coloring. I frowned and left him in his room, calling for Nicolette. She didn’t answer.

I ventured downstairs and caught her red-handed eating a cheese stick in the kitchen. I leaned against the wall and watched her eat. She still hadn’t seen me there.

“Hi.” I smiled lightly when she looked up and saw me. She looked from me, to the cheese stick, and back to me.

“Hello.”

“Care to share the cheese?” I grinned, walking towards her. She gasped and hid the cheese behind her back, shaking her head.

“My cheese.”

I laughed and wiggled my finger in front of my face.

“Give me the cheese or the tickle monster is going to come get you.”

Nicolette screamed and ran away, cheese in hand. I jogged behind her, running around the house. If I ran at my potential speed, I would’ve caught her much earlier. Finally I gave in and grabbed her, carrying her squirming body to the couch. I pinned Nicolette down and tickled her sides until she was breathlessly.

“Daddy,” she gasped for breath, his cheeks rosy red.

“Yeah, babe?”

“I think I squished the cheese under my back.”

Notes

lol i think this was my favorite chapter XD