Live, love, laugh

Vannesa had a rough childhood. Her mum died when she was eight. Her dad left her when she was six. So she lives with her grandmother. Ever since she was nine. She doesn't trust anyone not even her grandmother. She defenitly doesn't trust her father. she can't trust anyone anymore. But will she finally learn to trust someone? Not only trust them but be in love with them. But will she soon learn betrayal again?


18. You have to find the happiness

I took another look in the mirror. "Babe you look great don't worry" Niall said.

"What if your parents don't like me?" 

"Trust me they will" he said as he kissed me on the cheek.

"Hopefully" I said as I looked again in the mirror took fix this little hair. I was so nervous. "Okay babe. Are you ready?" He asked smiling reaching out his hand.

"Yeah" I took a deep breath.

i walked over and held his hand. He kissed my hand. " Now let's go me lady" he said. I giggled.

we drove to his parents house. I got out and smoothed out my dress. I took a breath. We walked in. I heard a little kid scream "Niall's here!". And some boy ran up to him and hugged him. 

"Hey kiddo" Niall said. 

Then Nialls mom came up to me. "You must be Vannesa?" She smiled.

"Yeah" I said as I reached out to give a handshake. She just instantly hugged me. "Welcome to the family" she said. "Thanks" I smiled. "Nialls brother should be coming soon" she said.

"Well that little boy is Micheal..he's Nialls little cousin...he has always looked up to him" she smiled.

i smiled. Niall would be such a great dad. 

The door bell rang.

"Oo that must be Greg!" She smiled.

she walked over and opened it. She hugged the person. He came over to me. "Hey you must be Vannesa, I'm Greg, Nialls brother" he smiled. He had a baby carriage with him. "And this is Nialls little Nefew" he smiled. I smiled and looked and Niall. He came up to us. "Comon Nessa let me show you something" Niall said as he held my hand and led to to a room. We walked in. It was a room.

it had like three guitars. And it was painted green. And the bed was nicely made. It had a giant Niall cut out. I giggled. He put it in the closet.

"This was my room" he said. 

"Really?" I said walking around.

"yeah but then I moved out but...this place will always be home" he smiled. I smiled. Wow Niall is so perfect. So good with children. A person to look up to. And a sentimental guy. How did I get so lucky to have him? I guess there is some happiness in my life.


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