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This is in response to the following message I received recently:
WHAT DO YOU THINK?!
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#happymonday on @weheartit.com - http://whrt.it/UQQkWQ
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niall is me
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Back when everything was perfect and nothing hurt. </3
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This is so cute! ^.^
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¿one direction?
no, louis tomlinson, harry styles, niall horan, liam payne and zayn malik my world c:
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I must agree with Kevin.
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*I was bored and i want to have louis’ children okay and yes i did make a full house reference and yes Alaska because Looking For Alaska okay bye i love you
“It’s a girl.” The doctors say. A smile spreads across my face. I look down and she opens her eyes to reveal the big, pale blue orbs. I take the baby from the doctor’s hands and hold her out in front of me. She stopped crying the second she was in my arms.
“Hi beautiful. I’m your daddy.” I whisper as I kiss her softly.
“Let me see.” Rachel whispers from the bed below me. Her hair is up in a bun and she looks exhausted but the smile is so genuine. God I love her smile. I lean down hand our precious baby girl down to her and then kiss Rachel on the forehead.
“She’s beautiful.”
“She has to be, look at us.” She laughs breathily and the baby smiles. I feel a hand pat my back and Rachel looks up with a wide smile etched across her face.
“She’s gorgeous, Tommo,”
“Thanks Hazza.” I say as I turn around I see the other boys in the door way. “Boys, here she is Baby Direction.”
“She’s beautiful.” They all say.
“This baby’s got her work cut out for her being around us all the time.” Niall says. Everyone in the room laughs. I think that’s a moment that I will never forget; we were all standing there around an angel and I was laughing with the love of my life and four of my best friends.
“Louis?” her voice is raspy, like she’s just been crying.
“What’s wrong, love?”
“We need to talk.” I wrack my brain for things she can say. We’re fine. We haven’t fought in months.
“When?”
“Now. I’m outside.” I hang up the phone and walk out slowly. As I’m crossing the street and I see the tears in her eyes and I feel like I’ve been punched in the gut. She’s going to break up with me. I just know it.
“Hi.” I say softly forcing my voice not to crack. I give her a kiss on the cheek and the tears stream down her face.
“Louis, I..” she sobs and then rests her forehead on my chest soaking my shirt.
“What’s wrong baby?” I ask as I run my hand down the length of her hair.
“I’m pregnant.” She whispers and sobs more. I exhale in relief and she looks up at me. I wipe the tears off her eyes with my thumb. “I’m so sorry. I understand if you want to leave.”
“I would never leave. I love you.” A baby. Rachel’s baby. My baby. Our baby. How could she think I’d ever leave her? Or my child.
“Why do you seem so relieved? Management is going to kill us. Not to mention my parents, I’m only eighteen.”
“I’ll tell you parents with you, they love me and as for management, they’ve fucked with my life for long enough. And I am relieved…” I give her the half smile I know she loves, “I thought you were going to break up with me.” her lips crush against mine and I return it without another thought.
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She’s squeezing my hand as if her life depends on it. Her light brown hair is pulled into a messy bun and she’s got no makeup on, her face is sweaty and she’s in the middle of giving birth and I still think she’s the most beautiful girl in the world. She loosens her grip on my hand and the room is silent for a moment and then you hear the soft muffled cries of a baby.
“It’s a girl.” The doctors say. A smile spreads across my face. I look down and she opens her eyes to reveal the big, pale blue orbs. I take the baby from the doctor’s hands and hold her out in front of me. She stopped crying the second she was in my arms.
“Hi beautiful. I’m your daddy.” I whisper as I kiss her softly.
“Let me see.” Rachel whispers from the bed below me. Her hair is up in a bun and she looks exhausted but the smile is so genuine. God I love her smile. I lean down hand our precious baby girl down to her and then kiss Rachel on the forehead.
“She’s beautiful.”
“She has to be, look at us.” She laughs breathily and the baby smiles. I feel a hand pat my back and Rachel looks up with a wide smile etched across her face.
“She’s gorgeous, Tommo,”
“Thanks Hazza.” I say as I turn around I see the other boys in the door way. “Boys, here she is Baby Direction.”
“She’s beautiful.” They all say.
“This baby’s got her work cut out for her being around us all the time.” Niall says. Everyone in the room laughs. I think that’s a moment that I will never forget; we were all standing there around an angel and I was laughing with the love of my life and four of my best friends.
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Rocking Alaska to sleep has been the routine for the last two years. I hate when I’m not able to be here to do it. It’s our special time when the world is quiet and she cuddles into me with her bottle under her blanket and I sing lullabies until she drifts into a deep sleep. I hate when I have to leave because I miss that special time with her. Rachel says she doesn’t sleep well the first couple of nights after I’m gone and I hate that. I basically just hate ever leaving but I do love my job and my fans so of course I’m willing to do it. Alaska will be old enough to go on tour with us by next year but for now I’ll keep rocking her.
Just as I set her down into her crib with a kiss on the cheek, Rachel is standing in the door way.
“Almost done?” she whispers.
“Done.” I say walking to her and entwining my fingers with hers. We walk into our room and both slide under the duvet. “God you’re so beautiful.” I say as I cup her face in my hands.
“You’re so cheeky.” She says with a soft smile. She pinches my cheeks and I laugh.
“Since Alaska’s going to be every bit as beautiful as you, some boys are going to have some problems.” She giggles and I kiss her between laughs.
“Especially since she’s basically got five dads.”
“Man, poor little guy.”
“Can we just cuddle tonight?” I smirk remembering our events of last night and she slaps my arm.
“Only if I get to be the big spoon.”
“You’re always the big spoon.” She whines.
“The Tommo has to be.” She laughs that perfect laugh and we fall asleep spooning and I get to be the big spoon.
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There’s a knock on the door and Rachel gets up from Alaska’s dollhouse and goes to get it. She pouts for a minute because she hates when Rachel gets up in the middle of something but a smile spreads across her face when she sees Liam.
“Li!”
“Laska!” Liam runs over and lifts her up tickling her belly and she’s giggling uncontrollably. I get the door next and Zayn’s there.
“Hey man.”
“Hey,” he says giving me a quick hug, “where’s the kid, I’ve got her present.” I point into the living room and he brings it over to her where she opens it. As soon as she sees the new doll her eyes go wide and she throws her arms around Zayn. “Happy birthday junior.” He says kissing her cheek.
Niall’s next. He brings her a chocolate shake and a new tricycle and she sits on his lap as she opens Liam’s karaoke machine. She stays with Niall as the rest of us catch up and have a laugh as usual. Niall’s her favorite, well that is until Harry let’s himself in.
“Short stuff!” He says with a wink. She quickly stands up and wobbles towards Harry,
“Big guy.” He lifts her up and flies her around the room like Superman and she can’t stop smiling.
“Happy birthday kiddo.”
“Thanks Haz.” She whispers.
The Birthday party goes on and we sing happy birthday in perfect harmony which makes Rachel laugh. The boys leave at about ten because ten o’clock for a three year old is like four am for everyone else. The each make special plans to take her out one day that week though. I truly can’t believe how great my friends are.
“You know how lucky we are, right?” she asks me. I wrap my arm around her waist as we watch Alaska sleep from across us on the couch.
“Very.” I kiss her nose and she smiles up at me. I don’t think I’ll ever get used to those pale blue eyes that almost match mine or the smile that lights up my whole world. She’s like my own personal sun. There will never be a cloudy day in this house. I think my childishness has rubbed off on Rachel, either that or I picked her out because she was childish, wither way, it’s going to rub off on Alaska.
“I don’t ever want her to grow up.” She whispers into my shoulder.
“Have you met us? Forever young.” I whisper. I sing the lyrics to her and she kisses my lips tenderly.
“I fell in love with the perfect man, Louis Tomlinson.”
“I fell in love with the perfect woman.” I say as I give her a quick eskimo kiss.
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That’s how our lives are spent. Every day is a new adventure. We sing while we cook and we dance while we clean. We have the boys over for game nights all the time. Whenever we’re on the road we make it our goal to do one fun thing in each place. That’s the way that Rachel and I believe life should be lived and that is why I am so in love with her. Even after ten years, there’s never been a doubt in my mind that she is the one for me.
As for Alaska, she hopes to be a writer. We never put her in public school because we we’re always touring but I don’t think she’s minded one bit. She’s matured quicker because she hangs around with us, actually, that’s not true, we’re all immature idiots so I think she’s average for a thirteen year old girl except she has a slightly better taste in music.
I sit here with my family. Rachel’s head is nestled under my chin as I repetively kiss her hair. I know she’s smiling and I poke at her sides. Alaska is sprawled across the two of us and her head is resting on Harry. Next to Harry is Niall with the popcorn and Liam and Zayn are on the ground. It’s a Disney movie marathon at the Tomlinson household.
