Chapter Twenty One: Sweet

The next morning was a mess, Niall had trouble even waking up from his headache so Harry had to get George to Niall before he went off for work so Niall could tend him when he starts feeling better. It fazed Niall how Harry didn't get a hangover for the amout of alcohol he consumed last night; or basically Niall was just weak.

At about one, Niall finally stood up and took care of George, getting the baby his first bottle of the day and changing his diapers. He then let the infant crawl around on the carpeted floor as he laid back on the coach, trying to cover up his eyes from the strong light on the ceiling. He got up from the laying postion soon enough, realizing that mopping around the house won't bring him any good. "Do you want to go for a walk, baby?" He asked George who was playing around on the floor with his little squisy toy, Mr Beary, as he sucked the pacifer in his mouth.

When he heard his father's voice, George looked up at Niall and giggled, making his pacifer fall from his mouth. Niall chuckled at his baby and picked both the infact and the pacifer, bringing them to the bathroom to get George changed and the pacifer washed. After George is dressed in warmer clothes and the pacifer is back in his mouth, Niall left to get himself changed. He then prepared a bottle of milk for the baby, incase he'd get hungry while they were walking. Afterwards, George was placed into a baby trolley and the blonde went around his house one last time to check all the windows and the doors, closing them and securing them before walking out with George.

George giggled at everything he saw, and was constantly squirming around in his trolley that Niall had to take him out of the trolley and carry him instead. He left the trolley in Mr Gardner's house that was three houses down from his own. Mr Gardner is a friendly old folk around the age of 70, he lives alone in the neighbourhood while his son is out at the city. Sometimes, Niall and Harry would join him for tea and dinner and he would be very delighted; often saying things like, "It sometimes gets lonley all by myself here."

Niall decided to stop walking when they reached a coffee shop, he walked in with George on his hips as the baby sucked on his pacifer, "Georgie, baby, do you want milk now?" He asked the infant even though George can't answer him or even understands him. George just stared at him with a smile as his small hands reached out to play with Niall's nose as he jumped in Niall's arm. "I'll take that as a yes, you playful little munchkin." Niall smiled, kissing the baby's chubby cheeks before getting in line to order some desserts for himself.

"Hi." The girl greeted, her face cherry and her smile bright. "I'm Caroline, what can I get you?" Niall returned the smile to Caroline, "Can I have a hot cup of mocha, two chocolate brownies and a baby meal set for this little one right here." Niall said and nudged his son with his nose and the baby giggled, as if he understands what his daddy was saying. "He's adorable." Caroline cooed, swiping her brown hair to the side. "I'll have your orders ready in five, you guys can go sit. It's a speical treatment for this little guy." She reached over the counter and patted George's small head which made the baby smile. "Thank you, Caroline." Niall smiled, walking away to sit at the far corner of the cafe.

Soon enough, their food arrived and Niall glanced at George to see him looking around the cafe with his big blue eyes. "Baby, lets get your chubby tummy filled now." Niall chuckled when the baby's attention remained on the surroundings and pulled the baby on his lap. Almost as an instint, George immediatly curled up, eyes switching directions and looking up at his father. It was obvious how much George loves his daddy. It was see through from the way he looked at him, even though he was a mere baby his eyes were readable. Having George was probably one of the best things that had happened im his life. Eleven months ago, he'd never imagine himself to be in this situation, but now he is and he won't do anything to change it. Not when he have his sunshine right with him.

George leaned his head on Niall's chest as the father fed him his baby meal. He was listening to Niall's heartbeat. The blonde always find the baby doing that often when he is on Niall's lap, but he didn't question it knowing it was probably because he love the sound of his father's heartbeat; after all he spent nine months listening to that heartbeat, it's only normal.

After the meal, George immidiatly fall asleep on Niall's lap. Niall soon resorted to just using his phone and finishing his own food before George wakes up and throws a tatrum. After having the food, Niall left his pay on the table and carried the dozing baby out of the cafe.

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This is just a George and Niall chapter.