December 18th, 2016
Harry

As I exited the nursery Liam had already disappeared into his room. I made my way into the kitchen to get a glass of water before I went back to bed. I pulled a glass from a tall oak cabinet and when I turned to place it on the counter I was dumbfounded with what I discovered.

Papers coved every inch of the island. I placed my glass back as I picked one up to read over. Each paper was white and crisp with the smell of fresh ink dancing around them. It only took me a few moments to scan over a few to discover what them actually were. 'Adoption' was written in big bold letter across one.

Wouldn't Niall and Liam just want to have one of their own?

A million questions surrounded me as I quickly put the papers back down and rushed from the kitchen. Why did they not have a baby of their own when Niall was fully capable of doing so?

As questions swarmed my mind as I walked back into my room and laid down beside Louis. I knew I wouldn't be sleeping the rest of the nights, so I just let my eyes drift to the stars outside as my mind attempted to make sense of everything.