tonight let's get some tangelos and live while we're young

WIW18 Chap. 9 ☀
 
We picked Daniel, Ainslee, and Frau up and headed to the airport. Our flight was set to take off at 4:30, so by the time we got to the airport we only had forty-five minutes to go through security and get the bags checked. Niall helped me best he could through the airport until we got to security, then Paul got me a wheelchair so I could sit and not slow everyone down. I was able to pull my suitcases along if someone pushed me, so Ainslee volunteered. She wheeled me to the gate where we had to wait twenty more minutes before boarding. We sat in a line waiting with our carry-ons to get on the flight.
 
"You are going to have to leave the wheelchair here and crutch on the plane." Cryer says to me.
 
"Ok that's fine. I can deal." I say being flexible.
 
He looks at me and motions for me to get up; I'm got off guard and quickly move to the seat in between Niall and Ainslee. An airport personnel comes and takes the wheel chair, leaving me with my dreaded new best friends, crutches.
 
"We board soon." Cryer says walking away when three guys come walking towards our terminal. It is practically empty; we are the only people here. It is a terminal for private planes so that explains why.
 
"Flight 221 is now boarding." A lady announces over the speaker. Niall grabs my stuff as I crutch over and hand the lady my ticket. We begin to walk out towards the runway, but apparently I was going to slow and Harry didn't like it.
 
"Leah can't you crutch any faster? You are so god damn slow." He says right behind me.
 
"Well I'm sorry. I kinda can't help it ahh!" Before I could finish, he comes up behind me and picks me up bridal style. I am shocked as he carries me onto the runway and towards the plane. I look back at the others who are laughing hysterically. we are going faster but it just caught me so off guard.
 
"There." Harry says putting me down inside the plane. "We got here at a reasonable time."
 
"Way to scare me Styles!" I playfully hit him on the arm.
 
"You should have seen your face!" Ainslee cries walking onto the plane.
 
"Oh yeah! You were like..." Daniel says making my face and we all erupt in laughter, even me. I begin to blush and just stand there looking at them.
 
"Aw poor Leah." Niall says walking up behind me and giving me a hug. "She's embarrassed."
 
"No I'm, well maybe just a, oh gosh yes I am." I say scrunching up my nose. I'm still standing on one leg and trying to balance, so having Niall resting up against me doesn't really help.
 
"Ok go to your seat." Cryer says walking onto the plan. I grab my crutches and go over to a seat towards to back. Niall sits next me and Ainslee in front of us. Since it’s a private plane, she faces us so we can talk to her. Daniel sits across the aisle with Harry and Zayn. Frau sits upfront with Paul and Cryer and the three men came on the plane sit upfront with them. They have their backs to us, so we can't hear and see what they are talking about. A guy dressed in a blue suit and looks really official comes out of a small doorway at the front of the plane. Cryer stands up and shakes the guy’s hand.
 
"I'm guessing that's the pilot." I say fixing a blanket over mine and Niall's legs.
 
"No dip Sherlock." Ainslee says to me looking up from her phone. I make a face at her and she smiles.
She wears leggings with a gray shirt and a tan leather jacket over it. She has on her light colored Uggs and her chestnut brown hair falls and frames her face, making her look even more beautiful this early in the morning.
 
"Ladies let’s not start a cat fight." Niall says throwing his hands in the air and looking at us. We just laugh and I sigh. Sitting next to these two for who know how long is going to be a challenge. Pretty soon I get a tweet from Niall which makes me laugh.
 
@NiallOfficial: Just boarded the plane and @itsleahgc_94 and
@ainsleerz092494 are already fighting. Oh help me!
 
I shake my head and look at the amount of mentions I'm getting. It makes me laugh some of the comments. Some are nice fans and wish us good luck; some even say we are adorable together. Others tell me hands off him and that I'm a whore. But I just graduated high school where I've learned to just ignore them, so even though they hurt a bit, I just let it go.
 
"Ok Niall smile. Let’s make your fans happy and give them something to love." I say to him. We make a face and I take a picture. I take one of Ainslee who is leaning against the window and legs are cross over the arm of the seat. She is texting someone and when I tell her to look up and smile, she gives me an evil look. I put the two pictures in a collage and tweet it.
 
@itsleahgc_94: look who I have to sit by on this plane ride @NiallOfficial and this special someone @ainsleerz092494. #DearGodSaveMe.
 
I get tons of favorites and retweets and comments to my phone. I turn if off since Cryer is standing at the front of the plane with the pilot and appears as though he is about to speak.
 
"Ok this is your pilot, Mr. John Dreamer. So, please be respectful. Our trip is going to take about four to five hours, so I hope you like who you are sitting by, because you will be here a while. So, just sit tight. Horan, Malik, and Styles, when the light that says you can move in the cabin comes on, come see us, we need to talk. Enjoy the flight and behave." He says and sits down. The pilot waves and goes back to the cockpit.
 
"What do you think they want?" I turn to Niall and ask him.
 
"Probably to talk about the tour and our safety." He says.
 
"Do you think they will have to cancel the tour?" Ainslee asks.
 
"I have no idea, I'm hoping they don't. We owe it to the fans to perform for them. And we love it so we have to do it. I'm just hoping they push dates back and just let us perform with a lot of security. That's what I'm pushing for right now." Niall's says checking his phone and smiling, he must have seen my tweet. "Thanks for the picture Leah."
 
"You're welcome." I reply with a smile. The pilot comes over the loud speaker.
 
"We are taking off in two minutes. Put all electronic devices away as we take off thank you and enjoy the flight."
 
Niall and Ainslee put their phones away and I reach over and grab Ainslee's hand. She hates flying and I know that this is how I could help her.
 
When we take off, Ainslee grips my hand and turns it white. She didn't release the grip until the pilot dad that we were down climbing and we were just coasting in the sky. She said back in her chair, wrapped a blanket around her and slept.
 
"Well it looks like it's just you and me." Niall's says.
 
"The boys." I say looking over to see them all have their headphones in and about to snooze off. I yawn and put mine in. I place my head on Niall's shoulder and close my eyes, and fall asleep. About a half hour later, I feel Niall move my head off his shoulder and get up. I open my eyes.
 
"Just going to talk to Paul, I'll be back." He whispers to me. I know and see Harry and Zayn groggily get up and walk with Niall to the front of the plane. I outstretch my legs onto Niall's seat and close my eyes again. When I wake up, Niall is back in his seat and sleeping. My legs are still on his lap. I smile and close my eyes, sleeping the rest of the way down.
-
 
"Wake up everyone!" Paul screams. I jerk awake to find Niall laying on my chest.
 
He doesn't move and still sleeps. I look over at Harry who has literally jumped out of his seat and Zayn is stretching and Daniel sits there zoned off. Ainslee is starting to wake up but Niall still sleeps on my chest. I shake him and he doesn't move. Paul comes over and picks him up out of his seat, which wakes him up. Paul sets him back in his chair and I move my legs back on his lap. Niall yawns and looks up at Paul.
 
"Why did you have to bloody wake me up?" He asks Paul. He looks mad.
 
"Because you were laying on top of Leah and we are about to land. Sometimes I wonder about you lad."
Niall just sighs and closes his eyes again. I slap him on the arm and he wakes up.
 
"Don't fall asleep." I say sternly to him. He lets out a whine and looks over at me. I raise my eyebrows.
 
"So get your stuff packed up. And I don't think you will need to wear all that Leah." Paul says.
 
"Why not?" I ask him pulling my legs off Niall and folding the blanket up.
 
"Because it's 82* outside." He says before walking back over to his seat and sitting down.
 
I begin to pack up my stuff and place my scarf in my bag with my Uggs and socks. I get out a pair of flip flops and up them on. Ainslee puts away her boots and jacket and pulls our flip flops as well.
 
"Ok landing now. Put on your seat belts." The pilot says over the speaker. I hold Ainslee's hand as we land. When we are able to get off the plane, Harry comes over to me and picks me up.
 
"I want to get out of here as quick as possible and don't feel like waiting for you." He says to me.
 
"Thanks bro." I say to him. He carries me off the plane and onto a sunny, hot runway. I pull my sunglasses out of my bag and put them on. Palm trees surround the small airport and when I look in the distance I see the ocean. It was breathtaking.
 
"Whoa." I say. Harry starts laughing.
 
"What?" I ask him.
 
"Never seen something like this before?" He asks me.
 
"Oh I have seen oceans and palm trees, but nothing like this." I reply.
 
"Neither have we." Zayn says walking up behind us.
 
"Yeah it's so beautiful." Niall says. "Are you going to carry her around this whole trip, Harry?"
 
"Well if she's gonna be slow!" He says to him.
 
"I can't help it!" I say to him. He takes his phone out of his back pocket and hands it to Paul.
 
"Say hi to Instagram!" Harry says. I smile and so do the boys as Paul takes the picture. He hands the phone back to Harry who puts it on Instagram with one hand.
 
"You're very talented." I say to him. He smiles and puts his sunglasses on. We start walking away, but something's missing.
 
"Where are Ainslee and Daniel?" I call to Paul.
 
"Ed wanted to talk to them." He calls back. Harry puts me in the car in between him and Niall. I turn my phone back on and check Instagram.
 
@harrystyles: holiday with theses lads and a good friend @itsleahgc_95!
 
I like it right as Ainslee and Daniel enter the car. They sit in the back neck to Frau and Paul sits in the driver’s seat and drives. We are all still slightly tired so we don't talk on the way down. I close my eyes for a bit, and when I open them, we are pulling up to a house I get out and Harry carries me into the house and upstairs. We turn left when we go up the steps and I pick the bedroom at the end of the hall.
He puts me on the bed along with my crutches and leaves. I crutch over to a set of curtains and open them. I am surprised and the view takes my breath away. I open the door out to the balcony. The warm sea breeze makes me smile as I take a deep breath in.
 
I defiantly think I could stay here for a while.
 
When I was 18...I went to the most beautiful place ever.

Last of my sentimental baby one shots for now! More to come maybe? Ha, well an update of WIW18 is coming soon so yay!
 
Safe and Sound ✨
 
Julia trudged back in bed next to her sleeping husband. She laid her exhausted body back down on the mattress that felt more and more comfortable every time she laid in it. She didn't even bother pulling the covers over herself, she just closed her eyes and slept. But, just as she was getting comfortable with everything, she heard a wailing from the other room, causing her to wake up and cry a bit herself. She pulls body out of bed, every inch aching as she stands up.
 
Harry feels something moving in the bed and he opens his eyes. He sees Julia standing there, rubbing her back with the palms of her hands before sniffling and walking out, her feet slowly walking down the hall and into baby Molly's room. He sighed, sitting up and swinging his legs over the bed and walking the same path as his wife did just a few moments earlier.
 
When he reaches the door, he is about to push it open when a very beautiful noise comes sounding through the crack. He stops himself, trying to recognize the familiar tune. The tune that signals she has given up and she herself is about to cry.
 
"I remember tears streaming down your face when I said, I'll never let you go." Julia begins as Molly continues to wail. She sighs, rocking back and forth repeatedly, attempting to quiet her child.
 
"When all those shadows almost killed your light. I remember you said, don't leave me here alone." She continues, finally getting Molly to begin to be quiet.
 
"But all that's dead and gone and passed tonight." She yawned before continuing. Her eyes were getting heavier and heavier with each word sung.
 
"Just close your eyes, the sun is going down. You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now." Julia sings to the finally sleeping Molly in her arms, rocking back and forth in the rocking chair.
 
"Come morning light. You and I'll be safe and sound." She finishes, closing her eyes and falling asleep herself. She just felt her body collapse in the chair. She still kept a tight grip on her 10 month old daughter.
 
Harry hears her stop. He gets up from the wall and walks in the room. He sees that Julia is zonked out cold. Her hair was pulled into a messy bun the top of her head, the blonde hairs falling out in the back and front of her head. She looked so tired. Molly begins to squirm in her arms and whimper. Harry knew that she would begin crying unless she was moving and sung too, but he couldn't let himself wake an exhausted, on the brink of tears Julia. So, he took the small bundle out of her arms and held Molly close to his bare chest. She started to cry harder, but Harry bounced her and shushed her. Julia didn't even seem to realize Molly was missing. She just continued to sleep. Harry heard Molly continue crying. He sighed, fully remembering every word to Safe and Sound and realizing he was gonna have to sing.
 
"Don't you dare look out your window, darling everything's on fire. The war outside our door keeps raging on." He begins and Molly hushes immediately. She stopped squirming and looked up with her big green eyes into her daddy's matching ones. Harry looked back down at Molly, smiling as he sang. He didn't care who sang the song, it was always one that calmed Molly down.
 
"Hold on to this lullaby, even when the musical gone, gone." He sings.
 
She cuddles herself so close to her chest Harry could feel her heartbeat on his skin. He pulled her closer o his face, touching his lips to her soft forehead. He moved a hand over her, sliding a finger in her tiny grasp.
 
"Just close your eyes, the sun is going down." He continues.
 
Molly gripped Harry's finger, bringing it to her mouth and sticking it in there. She bit down and Harry ran his finger along her gum. He felt around and stopped when he felt something hard trying to poke through the front of her bottom gum.
 
"You'll be alright, no one can hurt you now." He sings as the light bulb goes off in his head. He now knows why she's been non stop crying; she's teething. He smiles to himself.
 
"Come morning light." He sings.
 
By this time, Molly is as zonked out as Julia. Harry removes his fingers from his mouth and wipes it on the burp rag at the end of her crib. He kissed her head before bending over and placing her in her crib. Stroked her head as he stood up and heard a yawn from behind him. He turned around and saw Julia standing up and stretching from the chair.
 
"I got her to sleep. She's teething." He says walking over and wrapping his arms tightly around her. She wraps her arms around his waist and places her head by his shoulder.
 
"Thank you." She replies closing her eyes again. "I don't want to go back to our bed. Just incase she cries."
 
"We can camp out in the carpet." Harry suggests seeing two pillows and a blanket out if the corner of his eye. Julia nods, unwrapping her arms from his waist and getting on the ground.
 
Harry grabbed the pillows and blanket. Julia was curled up on the floor already and Harry slept next to her. He slid a pillow under her head and one under his. He threw the blanket over them and held Julia close to his chest. The blanket wasn't that big, but the two were automatically warm.
 
"I love you." Harry whispers in her ear, knowing she is smiling, even though her back is turned from him, as he tickles her face with his hair and breath.
 
"I love you more." She replies.
 
Harry begins to close his eyes, when he realizes he never said the last word of the song. He got closer to Julia and whispered so quietly so he wouldn't wake her.
 
"You and I'll be safe and sound."

Baby Steps
 
"C'mon Lucy, just stand up for Mommy, just once." Hannah says picking her 1 year old daughter up. She stands her on her feet and slides her fingers in Lucy's tiny grasp.
 
"Ok Luc, lets do this." Hannah says.
 
Lucy stands and moves one leg forward. Hannah smiles, looking down at her daughters dark blonde head. But, just like every time before, Lucy took her second step, then fell back down on her bum. Hannah sighed, sitting in front of her daughter and putting her head in her hands. Lucy reached over, picking up a strand of her Mommy's dark brown hair and pulling on it bit. Hannah looked up, looking into her daughters bright blue eyes. She smiled, smoothing down Lucy's crazy hair.
 
"Ok babe, lets take a break and we'll try after lunch." She says standing up and fixing her leggings and sweatshirt. Lucy smiles at her, crawling away and picking up a Barbie and playing with it.
 
Hannah hoped so much that she would walk. Mason, Lucy's twin, has been walking for a month. Hannah tried so hard to try and get Lucy to walk along with Mason, but with Niall on tour across the world and her juggling twins by herself back in Ireland, it was hard. Lucy was the younger and smaller one of the two. She always did things a while after Mason. Eating solids, speaking, things like that. She was always after her brother.
 
Hannah walked in the kitchen and over to the island. She sighed, looking around for some kind of food to just magically appear out of no where. With no luck, she leaned her elbows against the granite counter top and put her head in her hands.
 
"Hey babe, you ok?" Niall asks walking down the steps and into the kitchen.
 
Hannah lifted her head out of her hands and looked up at her husband. His crazy blonde and brown locks stuck out everywhere. now she knows where Lucy gets it. He had gotten back no more than a week ago and has spent this whole time eating, sleeping, and spending time with the kids. He was able to come back for their birthday last month, making it the first time he had seen them for three months. He hasn't changed out of his baggy grey sweat pants and loose tank top for two days. He's showered, just too lazy to change clothes.
 
"Fine, just frustrated. Can't get passed two steps." She replies, her tone sounding just as she felt.
 
"Still no luck?" He asks walking over to her kissing her on the cheek. She shook her head, walking away from him and over to the fridge to take out the food.
 
"Hey, come back here." He demands still standing where he was. "You haven't seen me for the longest time and you still won't let me hug you!"
 
"Not the most touchy person Ni, you know that." She says turning around. He looks at her, making the sad puppy eyes at her and trying to make her feel bad. She laughed walking over and standing in front of him.
 
"That's not gonna work on me!" She says smirking and Niall sighs. "But because you gave me such beautiful children, I guess I can let you hug me."
 
Niall rolls his eyes but immediately wraps his strong arms around Hannah's fit body. She buried her face into his chest and smelled in his scent. It's true, Hannah isn't the touchiest person in the world, but when it was Niall, 90% of the time she was. Niall put his nose to her hair, inhaling the apple scented shampoo she used. He missed her smell. Hannah started to feel that awkward sense she gets when being hugged too long and looked up at Niall's face.
 
"Ok, that's enough." Hannah says pulling away. Niall nodded, bending down and giving her a light peck on the lips. Hannah could tell he was a bit disappointed by the quick departure, so she looked at him and smiled.
 
"Hey, baby steps Nialler." She says to him and he smiles.
 
"Baby steps." He replies, watching as she walked back over to the fridge.
 
"Ok, well Mason is taking his nap so I'll go play with Lucy, maybe she will allow her dad to teach her how to walk." He says walking over to his daughter and picking her up, plopping on the couch with her laughing in his lap.
 
"Ok, you do that. See how frustrating it is!" She exclaims smiling. She puts spaghetti into two little bowls and then in the microwave to heat up.
 
"Ok Lucy, ya ready to walk?" Niall asks her, sitting her on the ground. He kneels behind her and helps her on her feet, slipping his fingers into her tiny grasps.
 
"Let's make Mommy happy and do more than two steps." He whispers in her ear, giving her a little kiss on the cheek before he pulls away. She smiles and laughs a bit, taking her first step forward.
 
"Good job Luc!" Niall exclaims, congratulating her on her first step. Lucy smiles.
 
"Ok, lets take another." He says to her. She lets out her other leg and starts to wobble, she lets out a small whimper.
 
"No Luc, stay calm babe. You can do it." Niall reassures her, helping her keep balance as she lets out her other leg, taking her third step. Niall smiles and lets out a laugh.
 
"Hannah, babe, she took her third step!" He exclaims as she takes her fourth.
 
Hannah puts down the two bowls of spaghetti she had just taken out of the microwave. She rushes down and gets there, right as Lucy falls on her bum. Hannah sighed; she was a little upset at the fact she didn't see her walk. She still smiled though as Lucy sat and clapped and laughed wildly, very proud of her four steps. Niall was ecstatic. He clapped and laughed with Lucy, looking almost as ridiculous as he did when the twins said their first word, which was Daddy. Niall looks up at Hannah, seeing the slight disappointment in her eyes. She's happy, but she really wants to see he walk.
 
"Hey," he says and she looks up, her light blue eyes staring in his. "Baby steps remember?"
 
She blushes, smiling at his joke. She hears Mason crying and gets up from the couch to get him, but Niall puts a hand up.
 
"I'll get him. Maybe you can get Lucy to walk for you?" He suggests and she nods.
 
"Yeah I can try." She replies kneeling down behind Lucy and having her hold her hands.
 
"Baby steps!" Niall calls as he rushed up the steps.
 
"Ok Lucy, let's see if you can do it twice in a row." She says helping her daughter stand up. Lucy squeals, taking the first two steps easily. She puts her right leg out stepping on it. Hannah beams.
 
"Good job Lucy! Oh my god, Niall!!!" She exclaims. "C'mon Luc do it again!"
 
Lucy takes her fourth step, wobbling a bit but not stopping. Niall rushes down with a brown haired blue eyed little boy in his arms. He placed him on the floor and took his phone out of his pocket opening the camera app and starting a video.
 
"C'mon Lucy! Do five for us!" Hannah says encouraging her. She smiles, taking a fifth step.
 
"See if she can do it on her own." Niall says to Hannah. She nods, pulling one finger from Lucy's palm. She stays steady and as Hannah pulls away the second, watching as Lucy smiles, a little wobbly but keeping steady.
 
"Yay Lucy!!!" Both Hannah and Niall cheer. Lucy claps her hands a bit, rocking back and forth. Hannah rushes to catch her if she fell, but she didn't. Instead, she steadied herself and took one step on her own, no help or encouragement.
 
"Oh my god." Hannah says, her mouth open. Lucy laughs before falling back on her bum.
 
"And that ladies and gentlemen was Lucy Nicole Horan walking!" Niall says before stopping the video and clapping. Hannah bends down and scoops her up in her arms, giving her a big hug and some kisses on her cheeks. Lucy laughs and Mason sits on the ground, clapping his hands.
 
"Yay Lucy!" He says quietly. Both Hannah and Niall look at each other, then at Mason.
 
"Yay Mason!" Niall exclaims picking him up and falling back on the ground. He tugs at Hannah's leggings and she pretends to fall to the ground.
 
"Oh help me Lucy! Help me Mason! Daddy is dragging me to the ground oh!" She exclaims, eventually leaning up against Niall. He wraps an arm around her shoulder and presses his lips to her temple.
 
"Yay Mason!" Lucy says clapping. Niall lets out a little scream and Hannah gasps.
 
"Lucy! You spoke more than a word! Right after Mason! You aren't so far behind!" She says hugging her tight. "Yay Lucy!"
 
"Yay everyone!" Niall yells throwing his arms in the air. They both wait for one of them to reply, but they just shrug when they realize it won't happen.
 
"Baby steps." Hannah whispers in Niall's ear. He lets out his booming laugh and wraps his arms around everyone, making them all fall to a heap on the ground, Hannah on Niall and both the kids on top of them. They all laugh, spreading the happiness around the family of four.

I wrote this for one of my friends who loves Liam. I was in the mood for writing one shots that have to do with babies, so I wrote three! One for me, one for my friend, and another for my other friend! Hope you enjoy!
 
Three Strikes, You’re Mine
“Please Liam, just take her to the baseball game.” Samantha begged, holding a crying Carter in her arms. “I can’t seem to get Carter’s fever down and I know you have been looking forward to this for a while, you have never missed an opening day since we moved here.”
“It won’t be the same without you.” he sighs. “But, I don’t want Carter getting any sicker. Do you think he has something more than the flu?”
“I don’t know.” Samantha says shifting Carters weight. For a 9 month old, he weighs a ton.
Liam took his wailing son from her arms and rocked him, humming a soft tune to him. Slowly but surely, Carter stopped crying and let his brown eyes flutter shut. Liam looked over at Samantha who sat in the plush white rocker. She had bags under her eyes and her hair was sloppily thrown into a pony tail. She rests her head on her fist, eyes closed slightly.
“Babe,” Liam whispers. “Take Carter, he’s asleep. I’m gonna go ok?”
“Ok, have fun.” She says flashing a week smile and opening her arms to take Carter in them. Liam bends done and places a soft kiss on her lips and one on his sons head. He walks out and lets the door close behind him softly. He walked into the living room to see his 3 year old daughter, Rachel, staring at the TV.
“Hey Rach, Mommy is gonna stay here with Carter, so we are gonna go to the Cubs game instead.” He says turning off the TV.
“Just you and me?” she asks standing up and walking over. She wears a blue dress with the Cubs emblem on the back paired with her white sandals.
“Yes baby.” he says scooping her up and carrying her into the kitchen. “So go get your hat and sunglasses, Mommy put them on your bed. But be quiet.”
“Ok Daddy!” She exclaims in a whisper as she runs up the stairs. Liam smiles to himself and directs his attention to the bag of stuff Samantha had laid out for the game. Within five minutes, he was done packing and Rachel had come down the steps with hat and sunglasses in hand.
“Ready sweetie?” Liam asks and she nods, running to the garage door and waiting for her Dad. Liam grabs the bag and his phone, looking up to see how cute she looked.
“Ok Rach, I’m gonna take a picture of you then send it to Mommy and put it on twitter.” She nods, smiling with her sunglasses and hat on her head of wispy brown hair.
@Real_Liam_Payne: Opening day with my little girl! We’ll miss @samanthacpayne1 and baby Carter, but we are ready to see the cubs! xx
He quickly posted the picture and got Rachel in the car. They drove off and into downtown Chicago. It was a quick drive until they got close to the stadium. They got stuck in a bit of traffic, but Liam quickly found a spot, gathered the stuff and little Rachel and headed inside the ball park. He went down to their seats where Harry, Niall, Louis, and Zayn all sat with their Families. All five of them went in on tickets for the whole family and bought basically a whole section.
“No Samantha or Carter today?” Hannah asks from down next to Mason, Lucy and Niall.
“Carter’s got a fever and Samantha hasn’t gotten any sleep for a while so they are back trying to get rested.” Liam replies helping Rachel get in her seat next to Ella, Julia and Harry’s daughter.
“She will be missed.” Harry says next to Ella and everyone nods.
The game started a few minutes later and everyone stood for the national anthem. Once the game started all the families got in their own little world, ordering what they needed and having occasional conversations with each other. Little Rachel got out of her seat and situated herself in Liam’s lap. Liam smiled as he gave Rachel a tight hug.
“Daddy, why is that man holding a stick?” she asks and Liam smiles. “I thought you weren’t supposed to pick up sticks.”
“That’s called a bat sweetheart.” Liam says laughing. “They pick it up and when that little white ball is thrown to the guy sitting behind the plate, the man holding the bat tries to hit the ball as hard as he can.”
“But hitting things isn’t nice.” Rachel says turning at looking at Liam. Julia and Harry chuckle a bit from their seats next to them and Liam does as well.
“Well in baseball, hitting things is nice, especially if you hit it really hard and it goes out of the park. That’s called a home run.” Liam explains clapping his hands as the next batter arrives at the plate.
“The ball runs home?” Rachel asks in shock.
“Well I guess if it’s home is outside of the park, then yeah, it runs home. And when its warm out like this, I’m pretty sure the ball really wants that to happen.”
“Will we win if we get a home run?” she asks. Liam shrugs.
“Sometimes, but if we get a home run,” Liam says pointing to the towers in the very back of the field. “Those go off and they shoot fireworks. Its cooler at night though.”
“What happens if he doesn’t hit the ball?” she ask and Liam sighs, turning to see Harry snickering.
“Why don’t you ask Uncle Harry, he seems like he’d know.” Liam says and Harry turns and glares at him, adjusting Ella in his lap.
“Well, you have three chances to hit the ball, and if you miss on those, then you’re out.” he explains.
“Three strikes and you’re out!” Liam exclaims and Rachel laughs.
“We don’t want that!” she says throwing her hands in the air. Liam nods and tickles her.
“Yep, now no more questions unless you have to go potty or you are hungry, ok?” he says to her and she nods, fixing the sunglasses and hat on her head, then reaching up and fixing her dads.
Everyone sat and watched as the Cubs got the lead over the opposite team, 7-3. Rachel got to see two homeruns which she was very happy about, squealing up and down in Liam’s arms each time. She got a hotdog, water, and popcorn. Her and Liam finished it all, and by the time the ninth inning rolled around, she was getting tired.
“Has anyone struck out yet?” she whines not picking her head up for Liam’s chest. Liam rubs her back and nods.
“Yeah sweetheart, you were just chowing down on popcorn like your mother.” He says and she laughs.
“I want to see another strike out.” she says picking her head off of Liam’s chest.
Liam can tell she is getting really tired and bored. He sighs and plays with the ends of her hair. He thinks of some way to entertain her. He looked up at the big screen and looked at the stats. The player had two balls, two strikes. By the way the pitcher had been pitching, the player would get the third strike and be out, so Liam smiles to himself and looked over at Rachel.
“Ok Rachel, if this guy strikes out, I’m yours, but if he hits it, you’re mine. How that?” he says to her and she smiles.
“I’m gonna win this Daddy!” Rachel exclaims removing her head from his lap and standing up on her seat. Liam takes hold of the back of her dress to keep her from falling.
“She’s got a spirit like her mom!” Julia exclaims bouncing baby Connor on her knee. Liam laughs and nods.
“Big time!” he says turning to watch the game when Rachel takes a hold of his ear to direct his attention where she wanted it. He watched as the pitcher threw an inside ball and the player didn’t fall for it, making it a full count.
“Ok, who’s gonna win it?” Liam asks and Rachel raises her tiny arm up as high as it would go.
“Me!!!” She exclaims. “You’re going to lose daddy!”
“Ok sweetheart, we’ll see about that.” he says smiling, still keeping a grip on her as she stood up.
The pitcher threw a fast one and the player swung, missing and striking out. The crowd erupts in cheers and everyone stands up. Rachel squeals as Liam stands up and claps.
“Did I win daddy?” she asks looking up at him. Liam laughs and nods.
“Yes you did, and so did the Cubs!” he exclaims and she squeals again, jumping up and wrapping her arms around his neck. He hugs her back and kisses her cheek.
“Three strikes and you’re mine Daddy!” She says kissing his cheek.
“I will always be yours Rachel.” He replies squeezing her extra tight.

WIW18 Chap. 8 ☀
 
Ding dong. Knock knock knock. Someone's at the door. I check my phone and it's eight o'clock, right when Niall said he and the boys would be here. I quickly text Niall.
 
Me- Just come on in. I'm on the couch and don't feel like crutching over there.
 
Within a few seconds he texts me back.
 
Nialler- See ya in .5 seconds
 
I don't bother texting back because Niall and the boys walk in the living room right when I get the text. Paul is with them.
 
"How ya feeling Leah?" Zayn asks putting his suitcase on the ground. The boys do the same.
 
"Fine, just in a little pain." I reply turning the channel from the wedding show I was watching.
 
"We can't find out whether Andrea said yes to the dress or not?" Harry says sitting down next to me on the couch. I smile and roll my eyes.
 
"Do you want to watch that? I'm a girl so that's why I was." I ask him.
 
"Yeah. We don't have that in England, sounds cool." He replies propping his feet up in the coffee table. I grin and turn it back.
 
"So Leah," Niall says sitting on the other side of me. Paul sits in an armchair and Zayn situated himself next to Harry. "You done packing?"
 
"Haven't even started." I reply looking at him. He rests his arm behind me on the back of the couch.
 
"Why?" Harry asks. I point to my ankle which is propped on the coffee table. "Oh yeah!"
 
"I haven't been able to go up the steps. Going to the bathroom and to get food is all I've done."
 
"How'd you get changed then?" Zayn asks me.
 
"Ainslee and I were the last ones to be dropped off so she went up stairs as got me yoga pants and a t-shirt, this is actually what I wore to bed so she probably found it on the floor." I say to them. Harry makes a face at my shirt and scoots closer to Zayn.
 
"What an ugly shirt." He says to me.
 
"Oh I think is beautiful! Actually, I think my dad said something about them playing today so..." I grab the remote and turn it to the network that plays all premier league games and, low and behold, Man city was playing.
 
The boys perked up and intently watched the game. Even though they didn't particularly like the teams playing, it was much more entertaining than some wedding show. Even Paul looked up from his phone and got into the action. I got up to make popcorn, which I barely got back to the guys since I held the bowl between my teeth. They ate it in no time. I watched the game too; I actually enjoyed stuff like this.
In the end, Man city won and the boys were a little upset but I was happy.
 
"In your face biitches!" I cry out throwing my hands up in the air. They all look at me with weird looks on their faces. "Sorry!"
 
They all break out in laughter. I feel my face grow red and I put my arms down.
 
"Ha you're fine." Niall says still laughing.
 
"Oh shiit I still need to pack." I say remembering we were leaving in the morning.
 
"We'll help ya." Harry says standing up and grabbing my crutches. Zayn grabs the ice pack on my ankle and Niall picks me up wedding style. It catches me off guard so I let out a little scream. We begin walking.
 
"I'll stay down here." Paul says moving to our spots on the couch.
 
Harry and Zayn run upstairs while Niall and I follow. When we reach my room, Harry grabs my desk chair and Niall sets me down in it. Zayn puts the ice in the bathroom.
 
"Ok, my suitcase is under my bed. There are three, grab the two bigger ones. I think the biggest one is hot pink and the other is Vera Bradley. And can one of you go in the bathroom, and in the little closet there is a makeup bag, a toiletry bag, and an accessories bag, can you get those out and then wheel me in there so I can put my stuff in them and the other one can start packing up my laptop and cords for my phone and things like that I the electronic bag I have under my desk." I say to the boys.
 
Niall crawls under the bed to grab the suitcases, Harry wheels me in the bathroom and Zayn packs up my electronics. I put my makeup in the makeup bag, zip it, and put it on the counter. I grab the toiletry bag and put face wash, toothbrush, toothpaste, and other things in it. I open the cabinets under the sink and grab a pack of tampons. Harry snickers and I turn around.
 
"What?" I say looking at him.
 
"Nothing." He says with a boyish grin. I shake my head.
 
"I'm a girl. It might not be my time now, but I don't know how long we will be gone! So, a girl's gotta be ready!"
 
"Yeah I know I have a sister. I just never really got used to it I guess." He says. I nod and turn back around, filling my bag with other products. Just to be safe, I grab a thing of Advil just in case I have issues when my time does come, and another pack of tampons. Harry wheels me back out and I put the stuff on my bed.
 
"Ok, now they said warm weather, so I'm packing a ton of shorts, a few jeans, and like four pairs of yoga paints. I'm guessing we will have laundry. And I need like five bathing suits and then bras, underwear, socks, some tank tips, t-shirts and jackets and sweatshirts. And then flip flops, maybe my Sperry's, a pair of gym shoes, and some flats and my tan pumps. Or wedges. I don't know I'll decide my shoes when I get my clothes out." I say talking to myself. The boys look at me with wide eyes and confusion.
 
"Sorry." I say to them. "You can watch TV if you want too. The remote is in the cabinet." They nod and Harry opens the cabinet and turns on the TV. Him and Zayn situate themselves on the bed and Niall comes in the closet and sits down on the floor.
 
"You scared?" He asks me. He rests his head on the wall behind him.
 
"A bit, but more for my family than anything." I reply standing up on one leg and grabbing a handful of shorts.
 
"Why?" He asks standing up and helping me.
 
"Well, I haven't contacted them and can you imagine what happened when they told them they couldn't see me or stay in the house for a bit. Can you go and get me my suitcases?"
 
"Yeah." He says walking back to grab them and bringing them back. He puts them on the floor and I begin throwing clothes in them. "But tony and Chris said they'd be safe, don't you trust them?"
 
"I don't really know who to trust anymore." I snap at him. He looks at me shocked. I sigh, sitting in the chair. "What I mean was, everyone told us that nothing would happen and look at us."
 
"I see your point," he says placing his hand on my arm. "But you have to be understanding and trust them."
 
He leans down to give me a hug. When we pull away, our faces are an inch away from each other. We get closer, my hand resting on his hips and his cupping my face. He gets closer and I close my eyes. The sensation of his warm lips touching mine make me feel safe and worry free. I kiss him back, my hands moving to grip his shirt. He pulls away leaving me holding onto his shirt and wanting way more than I got.
 
"C'mon. I think we are done." He says with a smile. He zips up the suitcase full of clothes then the one full of shoes and comfy wear. He wheels them out into my room and I sit there, staring off into nothing and wanting Niall to kiss me again. He comes back in, picks me up wedding style and walks back in my room. He plops me next to Harry and lies next to me. Zayn comes out of the bathroom and sits next to him. We sit and watch TV. I rest my head on Niall's shoulder and crawl under my blankets. I feel my eyes get heavy and I close them. I feel Niall's arm wrap around me, holding me close to his chest.
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I wake up to the sound of a phone going off. I open my eyes and look around into the darkness. Someone turns a bed side light on.
 
My arms are wrapped around Niall's waist and my head is rest on his chest. He has his arms wrapped around me and sleeps practically sitting up. I feel someone's arms around me and I look over to Harry holding onto my waist and sleeping with his head on my shoulder. Zayn was lying with his back to us, but now sits up stretching. He holds his phone in one hand and looks at it yawning.
 
"It was Paul. It's two in the morning. Ride comes in an hour. We need to get everything ready." He says not looking over at me.
 
"Zayn. I wish I could but I kind can't." I say.
 
He looks over and shows me a big smile.
 
"Looks like you've got a fan club." He says.
 
I roll my eyes and Niall slowly begins to wake up. His eyes open part way and he looks at me with a yawn. Zayn walks up behind me and shakes Harry on the shoulder. The curly haired cutie yawns and opens his eyes, when he sees me, he snuggles closer to me and hugs my body tight.
 
"Harry, get up mate!" Niall says halfway in a yawn. I remove my body off of his and he crawls out of the bed. Harry pulls himself off of me and sits up.
 
"You are very comfortable Leah." He says to me stretching.
 
"Thanks, Niall's not the bad either." I say to the blonde Irishmen. He smiles and me and they all help me out of the bed. When I'm standing, I decide it’s time to change. I don't feel like crutching to the closet, so I just peel off my top and throw it in the corner. When the boys see this, their eyes get big and they back up a bit when they see my exposed bra.
 
"There boobs in a bra." I say to them. "You have a girlfriend Zayn, Harry you mess around a lot, and Niall you’re newly single. Now I know they aren't the biggest but whatever, get me a tank top and that gray sweater on the hook. Then we can carry my stuff downstairs and leave."
 
The boys just nod and try to keep their eyes locked on mine, but I seem them catching a glimpse of my chest occasionally. Then, they slowly start to do what I told them too. Niall hands me the tank top and Zayn the sweater. I ask Harry to hand me the blue Uggs which I happily slip on my cold feet along with gray socks. I pull my hair back and grab my purse. I put on a scarf, ready to go.
 
Niall again picks me up, Harry grabs my crutches, and Zayn gets the luggage. Paul waits for us downstairs. He has already moved the boys' luggage to the front door. Niall sets me down and Harry hands me my crutches and I walk over to the kitchen to grab a quick bite to eat. I also grab my house keys and sunglasses and stick them in my purse. I hear a knock at the door and Zayn answers it.
 
"Hi. I'm Ed Cryer from the WPP. You guys ready to leave?" He says.
 
The man is a little shorter than Paul and is very slim and fit. He has gray hair and his face is worn and slightly harsh, but his sparkling blue eyes reveal that he can still be youthful. He wears a gray suit with a jacket over it. He and Paul grab the bags and the boys help me out to the car.
 
Before we pull out of the driveway, I take one last look at the house. I have no idea when I will return, but I'm praying it will be the same when I do.
 
When I was 18...I left my house, and I didn't know when I'd come back
http://www.polyvore.com/beat_my_hearts_getting_louder/set?id=65850981 (Leah’s outfit)