The Heroin Diaries.

Ty-Dyed Christmas.

It seemed like a Christmas miracle, looking at Niall standing in the door way of my hospital room. It was only December eighth, but it was close enough. My family was complete. I didn't  have it in me to be angry with him, none of it mattered anymore. He stood in the doorway for a moment, then walked over to my bed. He bent down and kissed my forehead lightly, before his gaze drifted to the two sleeping figures in the corner. His eyes danced with pride when he seen her. They shined and glimmered with love and admiration. I knew he would love her, the moment he seen her.

He walked over to Liam and bent down, bringing himself face to face with Camille. He smiled at her as he reached for her. Liam's eyed popped open and he looked at him deadpan. His face relaxed when he realized it was Niall. He joyfully handed her to him. Niall looked up at me and I could see the tears building up in his eyes. The more he tried to hold them in. The more they threatened to spill over the brim of his already red, and tired eyes.