Addison's POV

I woke up the next morning embraced in strong biceps.  Behind me was Niall, snoring quietly. He looked cute. I laid my head back on his chest, contemplating what happened last night.

I confessed I loved Niall. Niall said he loved me. Well, sang that he loved me.

The events swirled around my head furiously.

My thoughts were cut off by Niall yawning behind me. I turned around, looking back at him. He smiled at me lazily.

"Hey, beautiful," His voice was raspy. That morning voice I'd missed.

a/n the face he made^^^

I blushed. "Mornin'," I murmured.

Niall smiled at me. His blue eyes had bags under them, showing he had just woken up. Suddenly, his eyebrows furrowed, and his smile faded.

"What?" I yawned.

He was staring at something. I followed his eyes to the wall.

"Why are you looking at the wall?" I laughed lightly. He slowly pointed to something on the wall. A picture.

"Oh..." I sighed.

"You still have that picture of him?" he turned to me.

"Of course I do," I eyed him. "He's still my baby."

Niall stood up and walked towards the picture. "No, I know he's still your baby. He's still mine..." his voice drowned out as his finger traced the photo.

"I remember the day this was taken," He looked back at me.

"Me too," I remembered.

Flashback...

The doctor pressed the doppler to the cold jelly on my stomach. It was my 35 week appointment, and we were going to really see the baby's face. She rubbed the stick to try and get a better view of the baby. Suddenly, a face appeared on the screen, a hand moving slightly next to it. Niall gasped, his mouth agape in awe of the son we were seeing. We listened to the rapid heartbeat of the baby before she snapped a photo. The printed it out as she shut off the machine and doppler.

"Beautiful baby," the doctor said as she handed me the picture. Niall leaned over my shoulder and gazed at it.

"He's got your nose," I smiled at him.

Niall laughed. "He's got your eyes, though."

I snorted. "How can you tell? His eyes are closed, idiot."

Niall shook his head and laughed.

Present time...

I remembered how perfect the moment was. How it all crashed down only three days.

Milo. His name was Milo. I never said Ivy was my first baby. She was my firstborn.

A year before I got pregnant with Ivy, I miscarried my first baby, a boy. He was Niall's. It had been merely ten months of Niall and I being married. I was thirty-five weeks pregnant.

It was the worst experience of my life, even competing with Niall leaving. Except with Niall leaving, there was a resolution. I got him back. I can't get back Milo.

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"Ivy, I swear to the heavens," I groaned as my daughter threw a pillow at me.

Niall stifled his laugh as I glared at him. I turned back to my work, cooking lunch. I gracefully flipped a grilled cheese sandwich and-

"Ivy!" I hollered. "What did I literally just say about throwing pillows?"

Ivy giggled. "It wasn't me, Mama,"

I looked over at her, unbelieving. "Yes, it obviously wasn't you. Who was it? The lamp?"

Ivy pointed to the side at Niall, who was holding a pillow in front of his face, hiding his identity.

I rolled my eyes. "Really, Niall?" I laughed.

I quickly finished the sandwiches without getting anymore pillows thrown at my butt. I served plates at the dark oak kitchen table, where Ivy and Niall scurried to. I plopped Ivy into her seat and buckled her in.

"No throwing food today, Ivy," I warned. She nodded and looked down at her food.

I sat down and started eating my food. There wasn't much conversation at the table, as everyone was invested in their food.

After Ivy finished eating, I took her to her room to get ready for a nap. I changed her diaper and changed her into a t-shirt and no pants, just a diaper.

"Mama?" Ivy looked up at me from her changing table.

"Yes, baby?" I replied as I put clothes away from her dresser.

"Can Ni Ni put me to nap?" She inquired politely.

I looked back at her, shocked. "Um... sure."

I lifted her from the table and held her hand as we walked down the hall to where Niall sat on the couch.

"Go ask him," I whispered to Ivy.

She ran over to Niall quickly, dodging the coffee table and end tables.

"Ni Ni?" Ivy squeaked. Niall looked up, eyes wide.

"Yes, darlin'?" he replied.

"Can you put me to bed?" Ivy tilted her head to the side.

Niall looked up at me before replying hesitantly. "Uh... sure?"

Ivy jumped into his lap and he carried her to her room. I slowly followed behind. When I walked in, Ivy was in her bed, and Niall was peering over the side. I leaned into the door frame, watching patiently.

"Goodnight, love," Niall whispered to her.

"G'night!" Ivy whispered back.

Niall kissed her head, and walked back towards me with open arms. I leaned into him and hugged back, laying my head on his shoulder.

"You do realize it's only one, right?" I whispered.

"Oh hush," Niall hissed. "You know that was cute."

"I know, I know, I'm just teasing," I muttered.

We walked back to the living room and sat on the couch. Niall turned to face me.

"Do you think about him often?" he asked me quietly.

"Huh?"

"Milo."

I pondered for a minute before answering. "Yeah, I guess. But now with Ivy, it's harder to think about the baby you never met more than the baby you're holding."

Niall frowned. "I guess... but I thought about him a lot," he admitted. "I mean, I had never met Ivy either, so I thought about the both equally."

I nodded.

I had always dreamed about having another baby, to be honest. I doubted Niall was ready for that. Heck, I wasn't even ready for that. I can barely handle Ivy as it is. If my second child was anything like Ivy, they would be way too hyper. I love Ivy with my everything, but I could never handle two of her. Especially not the two of them together. I shudder at the thought. Yikes. No. We aren't ready for that.

Niall leaned into my shoulder and pulled out his phone. I knew we were going to have a casual afternoon, which was perfectly fine by me. I loved casual. Sounds fun.

a/n ANOTHER CHAPTER YAAAY 1110 words not counting the authors note. also, i didn't add milo as a pLoT tWiSt, i always knew he existed. though it would be awkward to like add him in at the very end of the book or like a second book and be like oh yeah he existed btw hehehe like no that's irritating. so yeah. opinions on the chapter? also, if you want a certain custom character lemme know, and i can add you in. pick name personality, whatever ya want, okay?

okie bye love u

song—> hey angel by one direction