After the wedding Niall and I went to there apartment in Holmes Chapel to find Niall's parents bought us our very own house. It was a beautiful place to live, my Husband and I were very greatful.

Every night we would snuggle up and go to bed in our bedroom. We didn't talk, we didn't make a sound. We were lost in our own thoughts, but we knew we were there for eachother. There were some nights when I woke up screaming my head off from nightmares. Terrible dreams of dark alleys and mysterious men and rapists. Niall didn't make me sit on the couch, he comforted me and made me feel safe, tahts why I loved him.

One night before we went to bed Niall broke our routine silence. "Poppy, do you think we want to start a family?" he wondered.

I sat up, suprised by his question "Maybe," I thought about it a while "Well, I'd like to, actually."

"Me to," Niall gave me his famous boyish grin taht I loved so much.

A few months later we made love, not bothering to use a condom. This created our first child: Little Andrew.

Andy has brilliant brown eyes like me and his father's natural brown hair.

But it wasn't over. Soon we had a real family. I was glad It was with him:

Me

Niall

Andy:15

Millie: 14

Brooklyn: 10

Lynn and Rhylie: 5 (Double Trouble)

Mason: 1

No matter how bad things were, they definitly got better.

The lives lost were unacceptable, but bearable.

And I lived as Happily as could be expected with my beautiful family.

Notes

YAAAAAAAAAAY. That was a sad/fun/cute/romantic story. I really hope u people like it, because it was all for you! ALL OF IT! Next story I write I might use some of u guys as my characters.

MAYBE. Anyway thanks for reading, really. I love u people. My subscribers, and others...:)