❝i quite like writing about death. from that perspective, i don't know what happens when you die. i've never been dead❞ - elena tonra
zayn pov:
"daddy! daddy! tell me the story again!"
james yelled, and i smiled,
"that's only for bedtime bud, you need to go out with mommy soon yeah?"
james huffed, "i'm hungry! no want mommy!" he whined,
and i chuckled, "you ate an hour ago bud," and he huffed,
"that's like a whole year daddy! feed me!"
james squealed when i tickled him,
"alright, alright."
he cheered and started to sing a song from snow white.
"daddy?" he asked, and i hummed,
"where'd my name come from?"
i sighed, and sat him next to the sink, where i washed out strawberries for him.
"there was a boy, he had bright eyes, and soft brown hair like you. he meant so much to daddy, his middle name was james. and when i saw you, i knew it was perfect for you."
james giggled, "where is he now?" james asked, taking bites out of a strawberry.
"he's protecting you and me, up there." i mumbled, and james ran off, hearing his favorite show start.
i walked towards the lounge room and watched the boy giggle and smile, his blue eyes bright.
"same soul, different body yeah nialler?" i whispered,
seeing the same bright potential he had in my boy.
the end.
hello!
i hope you enjoyed it!
thank you so so much for staying strong and living to see another day.
i'd also like to give a huge thank you to.. well..
you.
have a good day/night!
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-softlou x