Miracle or Fate? (ONE DIRECTION) ~Finished~

I'm tired of my mom wrecking everything for me and my brother. I only need a mirical! Or something.. But that will never happen! (Or will it)

What happens when Liam Payne moves across the street? Read to find out :)


57. Glue and Tape

Liam’s Pov:

“You would make a good mum.” I tell her while wrapping her into a hug, from behind. “Haha thanks and you would make a good father.” She tells me. I set my head down on her shoulder and we stand there quietly.

I wonder how long Rosie and I will be together for. I honestly love her. I am IN love with her, so I hope we will be together forever. Hell maybe one day, when we are BOTH ready, we could possibly have kids! I would have to propose and then we would get married first though.

She groans which snaps me out of my thoughts. “I have school tomorrow, and I have to work on my senior project!” She tells me, while turning around. “When is it due?” I ask her. “Tomorrow.” She says sheepishly. “Well then we better get over to your house and finish it.” I tell her. “We?” She asks. “Yea, I am going to help you! I am pretty good with a glue stick ya know.” I say winking at her. She laughs. “What about Bryan?” She asks. “Well I’ll go grab his coat, and then either you or I can carry him back to your house.” I tell her. She nods, and I run down and grab his coat out of the closet.  I run back up the stairs, and Rosie is picking Bryan up carefully. “Here ya go.” I tell her, while handing her the coat. She wraps it around him the best that she could. “Want me to carry him?” I ask her. She shakes her head no, and she wraps her arms around him. We walk all the way out the door, across the road, through her house, up to Bryan’s room and manage not to wake him up. She walks across the hall to her room, while motioning for me to come in. I do and then I sit on her soft bed, as she pulls her backpack out of the corner of the room. “Ok, so I need to put all these papers in the laminated things, then add decorations around the edges of the pages.” She tells me. I pick up a paper that is labeled;

Rosie, February 15th 1999.

“I want to be a famous singer when I grow up.”

There was a picture of a girl holding a guitar, while on stage below the writing.

“That was from when I was 5.” She says looking at the picture. “It’s so cute!” I tell her. “Yea, back then everything was so different and easy, back then ‘I want’ was an ‘I will’.. now ‘I want’ is an ‘I can’t’.” She says sadly. “But you can be! You will be Rosie!” I tell her setting the picture down. “You will be!” I say. She smiles sadly at me, and then continues to laminate other things.

We went down the pile that was arranged by date. It went all the way from her first day of kinder garden all the way up to her senior year things. A lot of it was cute and made her laugh, but some of the things made her tear up.

-10 Minutes Later-

“How did you manage to glue you hand to your face?!” I ask Rosie. “I don’t know!!” She said while trying to pry her hand off her face. “Wait weren’t you using a glue stick, not superglue?!” I ask her. “Well, this flower wouldn’t get on the page and so I used super glue!” She says sheepishly. “Even though there is tape right here.” I say while grabbing the tape. “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!?!” She shouts, while groaning. I laugh and we spend the next 3 hours getting her hand unglued, from her face.


Hey guys sorry for the sucky chapter! I will hopefull be updating again tonight, so yea.

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