A/N: In this chapter, we have Taylor Swift. BUT, SHE NEEDS TO BE HERE! DON'T WORRY, I WON'T SHIP HER WITH HARRY CAUSE PERSONALY, I DON'T SHIP HAYLOR EITHER. JUST ADMIRE TAYLOR'S TALENT, THAT'S ALL! Harry's prnicess will be reveal soon, I promise, and I promise she is NOT Taylor!
"WE'RE BACK AND WE'VE GOT FOOD!!!" I can hear Niall's voice at my door and the boy swing it open. Me and Noah are talking about 'my future', it's kinda fun, not like what I've been image but fun, maybe better! But Noah refuses to tell me more as he doesn't want to ruin all the fun so we just talked for a bit until the boys come home.
"Can't believe Uncle Niall eats like that but he still fits until 15 years later!" Noah whispers to me, well, that's our Niall with his bottomless stomach.
"How's your day?" I ask as the boys put the food down and greet Noah.
"Great, actually! We went shopping. Louis bought you a new hoody. And we almost get kicked out because Niall can't stop complaining every 5 minutes about how small the lunch set is." Zayn says as he teases Niall. Niall looks a bit annoy as he hears Zayn but just shrugs it off and goes back to his food.
"You feeling better?" Liam asks me, finally, someone cares!
"Actually, yes. Me and Noah were just having some chat. So what's up?" I ask the boys.
"We have a week off, remember? So perhaps we'll go to some pubs or parties..."
"COOL!! PARTIES! MY DAD NEVER LET ME GO TO PARTIES WHEN HE COMES WITH HIS FRIENDS UNLESS I FINISHED MY HOMEWORK!" Noah yells as I glare at him. Seriously, do you have to say that kid? It's not me! I'll let my children go to PARTIES! Live while we're young! That's how they suppose to live!
"What kind of father would do that?! Omg, I need to talk to him dude." Louis hangs him arm around Noah's neck as he says. Well, that would be great, cause that kid's father is standing NEXT TO YOU Lou!
Noah looks at me sorry, I guess he saw my weird, annoying face. What ever, I don't care. "Guys! Party. Tonight. At 7P.M! Justin invited us!" Zayn says after his phone talking session ends.
"JUSTIN!! YAY! I MISSED HIM! BIEBER ROCKS!!" Niall yells as he swallows the food down to his throat.
"Uncle Justin... I mean Justin Bieber will be there?! Can I come too? Please?!"
"Sure mate! You are with us now! There's no way we will leave anyone behind!" Liam says.
"What... Wait! HE is coming?! No, no, no, no, NO!" I protest. There is NO WAY Noah is coming! I accept the fact he is my son. ACCEPT. Not BELIEVE! Maybe he's just a mature stalker who is good at acting and sets all this thing up!
"Please Harry... I really wanna come!" Then he whispers to me, make sure only me can here what he says. "I really want to know how is Uncle Justin living 15 years ago!" He pleads me. That puppy eyes! OMG! MY PUPPY EYES!
"URGH! Fine! But be good! Or else you're grounded!" I says to him. Oh no! I sounded like a DAD!
"Haha you sounded like a DAD!" the boys laugh at me. "Haha funny guys. Yeah yeah what ever." I shrug it off.
"We bought you some new clothes too Noah! You can't go to a party wearing THAT, you know?" Louis asks Noah. Well, more like he's compliments the kid. Lou takes a bag and hands it to Noah.
"Here mate. Wear them, we will have more shopping."
"Thank you Louis! WOW! JACK WILLS! Thanks!" Noah says in excitement. I drag myself to the restroom. This is going to be a long day.
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"THIS IS SOOO GREAT!" Noah yells. I suddenly admire my-future-self. Babysit this kid is hard.
