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#14 niall imagine part 1

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Your POV

I reached up in the cabinet and grabbed the chocolate chips and poured them into the cookie batter. Folding the into the dough turning to throw the bag of chocolate chips in the trash. When I had turned around my little boy and the spoon that I used to mixed the dough with was gone. Furrowing my eyebrows I left the kitchen and decided to look around the house. Passing Niall who was watching the football match on the tv screen. I went upstairs to look for our son in his room. He wasn't there nor was he in his playroom not even in our bedroom. I walked over to Niall even though I didn't want to bother him. " Niall have you seen Liam?" I asked. "Nope baby ; I thought he was helping you make cookies in the kitchen?' he asked looking away from the screen. "He was and I went to go throw trash away he went missing along with the spoon" I said. "Have you checked his hiding spot ?" he suggested " ok I will go check" I kissed his cheek and went back into the kitchen.