Harry:
Harry raced over to your house. He was finally getting to meet his son, Edward.
Knock, knock, knock.
You looked once more at the mirror and smoothed out your shirt. "Eddie! Daddy's here!" you called out. He ran out of his room, with the biggest grin on his face. You slowly trailed behind him. "Mommy! Hurry up! Open the door!" he said, stomping his feet. You let out a small giggle and ran down. You unlocked the door, and slowly pulled the handle. His green eyes met your eyes. He had a goofy grin on his face. "Hey (y/n)," he whispered, engulfing you into a tight hug. You inhaled the scent of his Chanel Blue. The memories flooded your head and you hugged him tighter, not wanting to let him go. "Mommy! You're going to kill him!" You giggled and let go of Harry. "Hey Eddie," he said, slowly crouching down to his height. Eddie didn't speak, he just wrapped his arms around Harry. You saw a tear escape from Harry's eyes. You smiled, feeling the tears in your eyes. "So, how about we go to a movie and dinner?" he suggested. You both nodded, and left the house. Together, as a family.
Liam:
You and Jared entered the quaint cafe. You scanned the room, and found the warming brown eyes meet yours. Jared slightly tugged at the hem of your dress, "Mwummy, is that dwaddy?" he whispered. You nodded and smiled slightly. Jared zoomed over and ran into Liam's arms. "Hewwo Daddy," he said, playing with Liam's large hands. "Hey Jared," he whispered, kissing his forehead. You smiled at the picture of your family slowly being pieced back together. The whole day you guys spent together. Jared not leaving Liam's side. Not like Liam minded.
Louis:
Louis picked you up from the hospital, being the gentleman he is, he grabbed your bags and helped you into the car. As you two got into the car, he intertwined your hands. "How have you been?" he asked, staring at you for a second before turning his attention back onto the road. "I've been okay. It was kind of hard doing this by myself. I had to hire somebody to take care of me for the last 2 weeks because the babies were getting to heavy, and I was bedridden. "Why didn't you call me?" "I didn't want to bother," you whispered. He squeezed your hand comfortingly and said back, "You're never a bother." As you arrived back at your flat, you breastfed the kids, as Louis sat in the corner staring at the babies in awe. "(y/n)? Can I hold them?" "Of course, come sit." You carefully gave him the babies and smiled. He was going to be a great father.
Niall:
"Hey little guy," Niall cooed to little Breandan. He rocked him back and forth, being careful with him as if he was as fragile as glass. You smiled at how fatherly Niall was. He was a natural. You knew that he would help you through at everything and anything. Niall softly sang to him, putting him to sleep instantly. You came up behind Niall and wrapped your arms around him, slightly scaring him. "You're going to be an amazing dad," you whispered into his ear.
Zayn:You watched Zavan wonder across the playground. A smile slowly spread on your face. He was finally going to meet his dad. Seconds, to minutes, to hours passed, and still no Zayn. It was already 6 and Zavan hasn't had his dinner. You called after Zavan, and he seemed heartbroken, "Mummy, why isn't he here?" he asked. You whispered a small, I don't know.
You both walked out of the park and into a the street, the street lamps illuminating the dark path. "Mummy? Is that dadda?" he asked pointing to a figure running towards you two. You just stayed quiet. He knew it was him. Zavan ran to Zayn, and they ran into each other's arms. "Hey Zavan," Zayn whispered. You guys became a family that night.
