I opened the door to me and my mum's house in the late winter morning. "Bobby, your so sweet!" I heard my mum say from the kitchen. I walked in when they were kissing and I stopped in my footsteps. "Oh, Anna. You're home early this morning." Bobby said to me. "It is Saturday." I told them as I sat the groceries down on the table and started to walk up the stairs. "Sweetie, is something wrong?" My mum asked as I turned to look at her. "Nothing is wrong mum, just tired.....that's all." I said running up to my room and closing the door.
About 30 minutes later, Bobby walked in and sat on my bed while I read my book. "Want to know something that you might find interesting?" Bobby asked me. I closed up my book and sighed when I looked at him. "Anna, I have a son." He said and I just looked at him. "His name is Niall James Horan and he is also your age. Of course you met Greg, his wife, Denise, and little Theo." Bobby suddenly said.
"Why haven't you told me about....Niall?" I asked him and he just took a deep and long sigh. "Because he wouldn't be the best influence on you, Anna. Your such a great young girl and he would do peer pressure and stuff to you." Bobby said. "I guess that makes more sense. So, he is going to be my stepbrother?" I had asked. "In a way, yes." It was silent for about 2 minutes until mum called us down for dinner.
"Bobby?" I asked as he headed into the hallway. "Yes Annabelle?" He said turning to look back at me. "Do you think I will ever be able to meet Niall, someday?" I asked. "Well if you mean the wedding as someday, then yes." He said running downstairs to the kitchen before I could say anything to him. "What the hell? THE WEDDING? WAIT WHAT!?" I yelled.