Bad Nights

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Over the last few nights, Niall has kept us up he won't settle, he's not sick and he even told us that he isn't having any 'bad dreams'. We just don't know what's keeping him up at night. Right now he was cuddled up to me wearing a pair of navy joggers, a bright orange vehicle t shirt and a pair of white and grey socks.

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He kept rubbing his eyes and tried not to fall asleep but because he's kept us up, all three of us fall asleep whenever and wherever at the moment

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He kept rubbing his eyes and tried not to fall asleep but because he's kept us up, all three of us fall asleep whenever and wherever at the moment.

"Tired, hmm?" I yawn as I stroked his hair.

"Mmm" we sit there quietly watching tv until I feel my eyes start to slowly drift off. I tried so hard to stay awake but I just couldn't.

"Daaaddddyyy" I feel someone poking me.

"Daaaddddyyy" they whine at me. I slowly wake up to Niall poking and prodding at me and rustling in the kitchen.

"Hello?" I call out.

"Hello sleepyhead" Louis smiles.

"What? When did you get here?"

"Hmm the whole time you were asleep which was an hour and a bit ago"

"Really? That long? Didn't feel long at all" I mumble.

"Zayn texted to come check on you, heard you've been having a rough few nights with the little one"

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