You and I {Complete}

Niall and Cyrah are back! Their lives are starting to take off, where in the first book they only boarded the plane. Cyrah and Niall decide to make a big leap with their uprising family. With new babies, a proposal, and friends to help along the way, find out what happens in the sequel of 'Midnight Memories'!


7. 7

Angel P.O.V

The door slams as I march myself upstairs and away from everybody and the world around me. You may say I am 'over-reacting' with this situation, but Niall is just being a total fucking douche canoe since Al and Rose arrived that day. Sometimes I wish I never won those tickets, that I just got Cyrah some tickets to a wine sampling show so we could get drunk. The tickets I gave her though are like her life, because of them she has what she has; fiancé, twins, wedding in 2 and a half weeks.

I slam my head into the fluffy black pillow on my bed and stare at the ceiling. The door opens and shuts again downstairs and within moments, Louis is at my door, asking for entrance. I don't feel like talking to anyone. At all.

"Angel, please?" Louis pleads.

"Go away, Lou. I don't want to talk about anything at the moment," I growl.

Louis sighs. "Fine, I'll leave."

"No! Wait, Louis. I'm sorry, come in."

He opens the door cautiously as if I'm armed with my pillow, so I can chuck it at him. I could try, even though my aim is terrible as hell. I motion for him to sit on my bed and he makes his way to my side, flopping down beside me.

"It's just he's a total fuck-face now. No fun, overprotective, wants Cyrah home at certain times! I can't help but hate it Louis!" I explain with an edgy tone to my voice.

"I don't like it either, love. Just give him another while, he'll snap out of it."

"Yeah, when the girls are 16," I say sarcastically. Louis smiles and he tries to talk me into going back to the house but I refuse. I don't want to go, I'm liking it here. My toasty warm bed, my marshmallow scented comforter, the scent of vanilla and coconut in my room. I take a deep breath and fall back again. Lou lies next to me, and we both fall asleep, hand in hand.

Cyrah P.O.V

"Peek-a-boo!" I exclaim as I pull Alice's hands away from her adorable eyes. She laughs her beautiful, musical, toddler laugh. I know she isn't a toddler officially yet, another year.

"Cyrah?" Niall pokes his head in the room.

"Yes?" I spit.

"I'm sorry if you hate me."

"Hate you? Niall, I could never hate you. You just need to loosen up, a lot. We're all starting to feel kind of trapped with all of your petty rules and shit," I tell him.

He glances around the room nervously and his hand rubs across the back of his neck. "Alright, I'll try to loosen up."


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I squeeze mustard on top of my burger and place the sesame seed bun on top of it. The meat is giving off such an amazing aroma. Not as amazing as sweet vanilla or cinnamon or fire, but a different scent, a hearty scent. I take a bite and feed a spoonful of mashed peas and carrots to Rosalie and Niall feeds mashed blueberries and potatoes to Alice. I never knew baby food could come in all these flavors. They sound disgusting. We keep feeding each other in this order until everything is finished.

I put the girls up to bed at around seven thirty and surprisingly, they fall into a deep sleep quickly. Brigid went to Angel's to stay afterwards, Zack might be moving out soon so he said he'd take Angel's couch and that Brigid could take the spare bedroom. Brigid and Angel living together should be interesting. Their same love for bands like Sleeping With Sirens, Pierce The Veil, Falling in Reverse, All Time Low, and multiples of multiples more. I'll listen to the scattered PTV and ATL songs every now and then, because they don't bother me much. I glanced and came upon something really interesting with Angel on the plane ride to rescue Brigid as well. She was using Wi-Fi from the plane to get onto a website for the closest stadium and she found some tickets to Bring Me The Horizon. A watched sneakily as she grinned her wicked grin and watched her purchase tickets, two to be exact. That'll be interesting to hear about.

Brigid P.O.V

I curl up into a little ball on the couch and close my eyes, opening them again what feels like five minutes later. It wasn't five minutes though, an hour was more like it. I hear voices across the hall in the next room and wander to the door, peeking inside. Angel is sitting at a computer and using her phone. She has a book next to her as well, Darkly Dreaming Dexter by Jeff Lindsay. The room has multiple shelves stacked high with books and movie cases. On her black desk with white trim, she has a column on either side and each contains to be what seems like twenty-five CD's.

"Hey," Angel greets me and I jump. She could see me in the reflection of her phone screen.

"What's up?" I ask.

"Nothing," She pauses. "Hey, I um, have a bit of a surprise for you. Kind of a welcoming present. They aren't here yet, but they'll be here within the next few days."

I look at her, dumbfounded. What did she get? Holy crapolli, knowing Angel this might be a basket of dead rats or a tube of cow blood. I shudder slightly.

"How about, you, me at six on Friday, to see Bring Me The Horizon with meet and greet with your beloved, Oliver?" She smiles.

What? "Are you fucking with me?"


"Oh my fucking god, Angel! BMTH?" I freak out.

"THIS IS SEMPITERNAL!" We scream in unison and dance around the room singing lyrics.

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