This is the worse Epilogue I've ever wrote and I'm sorry. This was originally chapter 64 but I've changed the ending and added more

I know, this is unexpected but I've decided to wrap up this fanfiction because Y'know what? I've lost the will to write this and I know people are losing their interest in this fanfiction and so am I. I have loved every second of this fanfiction, from start to finish, from the character developments and from every dramatic part that I have wrote.

I want to thank everyone who has stuck by through my constant mood swings when it came to this book, who have helped me think of ideas when I'm stuck, who have encouraged be to continue even when I took this down or put it on a massive hold.

Thank you, and I once again apologise for ending so soon, but this book is nearing 2 years old in November! Thank you, and enjoy the last moments of Zouis, Preston, Payton and Jensen.

Enjoy (:

It's thankfully a quiet morning the next day that Zayn wakes up, with the sun seeping through the bedroom blinds and the quiet birds that chirp just outside of the window that was left open due to both males being hot during the night. He doesn't wake up to crying babies or Louis kicking him in the side to wake up because it's his turn to change the babies nappies, he wakes up on his own accord and it's such a blissful feeling.

Louis is sleeping by his side, like he always is. It's such a reassurance to know that Louis is always there when he wakes up, and if he isn't, he's just a couple of feet away in the bathroom. Zayn has no idea what his life would be like without his kitten in his life, how his life would've went if he never went to collect Louis or if he never got him off Jay.

Zayn watches Louis sleep in adoration, how the kitten hybrids tail comes up to wrap around his waist for extra warmth and protection, the way Louis sniffles in his sleep which makes his ears twitch and nose scrunch up. He looks so angelic as he sleeps, the way his dark eyelashes fall over well crafted cheekbones, the way the little brown freckles dash over his nose and now his lips have fallen open as he sleeps.

Zayn turns onto his other side, his eyes falling on the baby monitor that Is positioned in a sitting position. There were three baby monitors, one in each crib that all linked to the one kept in Louis and Zayns room, giving the man the three individual images of the triplets sleeping soundly in their cots.

"My beautiful babies,"Zayn coos to himself, finding himself watching his the three sleep over the baby monitor.

"Zaynie? What are you doing?"Louis' voice mumbles into the darkness, voice laced with thick sleep and a slur in his voice. Zayn can feel Louis shuffle behind him until there's a face pressed into the middle of his back with a low purr, a fluffy tail wrapping around his middle.

"Just admiring."Zayn replies softly, lacing his fingers with Louis' whenever the hybrids hand comes out to reach for Zayns. He feels the kitten hybrid nod, mumbling.

"Go to sleep, sleep time."The older man can't help but chuckle, humming in agreement. He spends a couple of more minutes whenever Payton stirs in her sleep, but when he realises that she's fine he turns onto his other side.

Careful not to wake up Louis, Zayn wraps his arms around his hybrid, listening to how Louis' stirs and mumbles something unintelligible before nuzzling his face against Zayns bare chest. Zayns hands rest on the curve of Louis' bum in a totally platonic way, allowing his face to fall into the crook of Louis' neck and pressing a soft kiss to the warm, naked skin.

"I'm the luckiest man in the world."He whispers, nosing at the warm skin before he closes his eyes, allowing himself to fall back into a peaceful sleep.

By the time Zayn is waking up again, it's due to the fact that there's a series of soft cries filtering into the bedroom through the baby monitor. Both Louis and Zayn stir, Zayn hoping that either the cries will pass and that they'll all head back to sleep and Louis hoping that it isn't his turn to get up.

"S'your turn."Louis informs, his eyes still close and not making any move get out of bed. This is his turn for a lie in. Zayn groans, swearing protests.

"It's always my turn,"Which isn't true, seeing as Louis and Zayn take it in turns. They worked in a schedule of who did the morning feeds or the night feeds, who got up during the night to do nappy changes and to settle them if they woke up.

"Go,"Louis orders, already rolling onto his stomach and burying his face into a fluffy white pillow. Zayn huffs out an annoyed breath, forcing himself out of bed and pulling on a pair of jogging bottoms that were left lying on the floor so that he wasn't completely naked.

Zayn staggers his way out of the bedroom and into the triplets nursery, met with the cries of all three babies, standing up in their cots with small hands gripping onto wooden railings. Zayn can't help but to chuckle sleepily whenever he spots the way that Payton's hair sticks up all over the place or the way Prestons ears twitch or the way Jensen immediately stops crying and starts making 'Mmmm' sounds whenever he spots his daddy.

"Hello, my little Angels."Zayn ends up cooing, watching whenever Jensen makes grabby hands to be picked up, losing his grip on the wooden bars and falling backwards onto his diaper cladded bottom with a small thud."Okay, I got you."Zayn shushes quickly, already reaching to scoop the youngest into his arms and pressing a soft kiss to his chubby cheek.

He moves on and collects Payton and then Preston, managing to hold all three of his growing babies in his arms. The tears have stopped and he smiles down at his three beautiful babies in his arms, pressing individual kisses to their foreheads with a proud smile.

"Happy Birthday, my loves."

The birthday goes off without a hitch, and everyone that is wanted is there to celebrate the Triplets birthday. Louis snaps photos whenever he cans, from the moment that his little babies are dressed up ready for their first birthday, to opening their birthday gifts and to eating their first slice of cake - which happens to end up on their faces and clothes more than in their actual mouths.

It's emotional, and Louis can't help himself from crying as he watches them eat cake as he snaps photographs and makes sure that the Triplets are in a photograph with everyone who was invited at the party, going as far as having Taking a selfie of the triplets balanced on his and Zayns lap as they grin into the camera - a photograph that surely deserves to be over the mantel place as soon as possible.

The party ends when the triplets are conked out from their latest sugar rush and from the excitement of what the day had brought to them, dressed in new clothing since their original was ruined by chocolate cake. The guests stay for as long as they can, leaving the family to their own devices not that long after which Zayn and Louis are glad of, because as much as they love their friends, they need their own time too.

"Hey,"Zayn whispers, coming up behind Louis who stands over watch as the three babies sleep in their cribs. He has a smile on his face, tail swishing behind him as he Senses the happiness in the room, the calm and the feeling of completeness that rushes over him in that moment. It's just them, his babies and his fiancé.

There's no annoying best friends or family Me Evers that are only there to show what little they care about their hybrid relatives, there's no doctors or workers or fans trying to climb the gate. It's just them, their little family and that's all Louis has ever wanted in his life.

"Hi,"Louis whispers back, turning his head whenever arms are wrapped around his waist and he's held close against Zayns chest.

"What's on your mind?"He asks, kissing Louis' neck softly whenever he realises how far away in his thoughts he is.

"I dreamed for a man to take me away from all the bad in the world, with kind eyes and a warm smile, an exotic name and willing to keep me safe."Louis admits coyly."I dreamed for a man to give me a family, a home, for someone to be there when I'm having a bad day, willing to hold me and love me.

"Louis, I love you so much, kitten. And I'll never stop telling you that I do."

"I-I never thought that I'd get that, Zaynie. But then y-you came along and you showed me the better side of the tracks, you gave me a home, friends, a family and I can never be more thankful."The kitten hybrid sniffles, turning his head to muffle his cries of happiness because he'll never be more thankful to have the life that he has, to have a roof over his head and a warm body to wake up, to have children.

"My sweet Kitten."Zayn coos, turning Louis in his hold and holding the kitten hybrid tightly to his chest as he allows him to cry out his happiness."Picking you up has proven to be the smartest and most luckiest thing I've ever done in my life. You've gave me three beautiful babies, and I love Preston, Payton and Jensen just as much as I love you, my Petite Kitten."

This was a very rushed ending and by far the worse I've ever wrote, I'm sorry for how bad I was at ending this but I needed to end it in one way or another because now I can move N without having this a constant weight on my shoulders.

I apologise again for this ending, but I needed to end it and I know it's very short.

Thank you again for reading and I hope to see you all soon in my other fanfics!!

Peace ✌🏼️