Josephine's POV

“The baby sister is leaving the nest!” Adam yells to me as I'm finishing up packing up my room. Not going to lie, it's nice to be able to move into a fully furnished place, and I'll be getting paid to live there.

“I know! How exciting!” Not like Adam can say anything, he's been moved out for close to seven years. I don't know why he even has his own place, he sees our dad everyday. He trains with him, they go to meetings together, they practically eat every meal together too. Like, quit trying to live on your own when you can't cut the strings.

“You going to miss it here?” He asks, sitting at the edge of my bed.

“You act like I'm leaving for like Russia. The opposite end of the country and I'll never see you ever again.” I ask, taping up the last bit of a box and labeling it.

“Well it will be different, I like coming to see you and bugging you when I come home.” He messes up my hair and gently nudges me back. What a nice brother.

“Aww wittle Adam going go miss me?” I hop closer to him, sweetly batting my eyelashes against his shoulder.

“Grow up!” He pushes me away laughing. This has been us our entire life. If dad was gone for something it was him and I hanging out. We were like best friends, still are, but we each have our own friends and lives. But he's always my go to, well, him and Ophelia. They had a fling a while back but it never amounted to anything. I think I was more heartbroken about the situation then they were. I figured it was easy way to keep Ophelia in my life forever, marry my brother. I'll still do everything in my power to get them together. I smile at the thought. “So are you ready to be a nanny?” He asks, arranging my hangers in a box. He's a little more organized then I am, he always has been.

“Yeah, think so. It's a little late to back out now, Erica is due to give birth at any second.” I think of the terror she might be filled with. Pushing a baby out of your body. But then the joy, giving life, creating life, a baby her and Niall have hoped and prayed for.

Adam acknowledges my comment yet continues to pack my things and my mind drifts to Louis. Louis Tomlinson. I overheard him telling Niall he didn't even find me attractive. Bit of a low blow but I pretended that it didn't matter. I mean, what did I think would happen? We had a one night stand, its not as if he was looking for a relationship. I know I wasn't. I'm still not but I can't pretend it didn't hurt. I played it off, I'm sure he doesn't care anyway. He's had thousands of women thrown at him for the past decade, he probably doesn't even remember sleeping with me.

I'm finally finished when I sit down and look around my room. This has been my room for as long as I can remember. It used to have peach colored walls and unicorn wallpaper, then the walls colors were replaced with a bright blue. Then I went through an odd phase and I used a feather duster to create odd patterns on the walls with red, green, blue, and beige colors. Now everything is just light purple. It matches my white bedspread with light purple flowers on it. The phases of life I can assume. The only room in the house with a more feminine color. Fitting.

My phone pings and I reach for it on my nightstand. It's from Niall. I never thought that I'd be receiving a text from Niall Horan but such is life now.

From Niall: Erica and I are on our way to the hospital, sorry we can't help you move in, gate key is 0513, Thomas will have your keys!

I smile at the thought of Niall and Erica having a baby together, and actually knowing about it before the baby even arrives. I feel like everyone wants a relationship like that. In the small time that I spent with them it was electric. Their chemistry was so exact, it was almost spooky at times. Everyone wants that. Everyone wants a taste of that. To get to have that your whole life is rare, it's a miracle in itself. It's something you fight for.

“Erica is having her baby.” I tell Adam, I've been lost in thought, not paying attention to him creating one more box and filling it with my pillows. They're furnishing my place but it is nice to have my own things. My own touch of home.

“Well then lets get you over there. I'm sure they'll be exhausted when they come home and will be needing some assistance.” He pats my back and closes the box, taking it out to his truck already.

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“Here she is!” Erica exclaims as Niall opens the door. I've been waiting on the bottom step for the last hour for them to arrive home. You can tell they're tired, but so in love. From watching their body language, Niall is at her side right away. Erica is looking comfortable in sweatpants and a t-shirt, hair pulled up at the top of her head, Niall is pretty much matching her, wearing tennis shoes instead of sandals. He hands the bags over to Thomas, their part time from what I make of it butler. Erica is holding their daughter firmly against her chest, protecting her from anything already.

I stand carefully as to not startle anyone, especially a sleeping newborn. Thomas sets down the empty infant carrier by the front door and excuses himself to the kitchen, leaving us three, technically four now in the foyer.

“Come on, lets get you settled.” Niall whispers, kissing Erica's temple. From what I gather, it was a long labor, close to twenty-four hours, but in the end it was all worth it. He wraps his arm around her waist as if to help support her as I follow behind them to the couch. I don't want to intrude on their family time. This is an important day for all of them. Their first official day home, just the three of them. But I want to be there when they need me.

“Josie, we'd like you to meet Ryan.” Erica smiles up at me as she's seated. “Ryan Maura Horan.” She shares a slight smile with Niall and I can't help but pull my phone out of my pocket and snap a picture. I'll send it to them later, I'm sure since their announcement they haven't gotten a break from their phones.

“She's beautiful.” I whisper. I find that speaking in a regular tone would ruin the moment. She really is beautiful. She's got her moms full lips, I haven't seen her eye color, but she's got quite the head of hair. Dark hair, I'm assuming she's going to be taking after her father, who is still bleaching his hair. Pouty little lips, tiny tiny ears, and a nose just like her dads.

I sit back, across the way while they learn to be together. They're both just watching Ryan sleep in Erica's arms. Soon she gets tired and Niall anxiously grabs her out of Erica's arms. He gently kisses her hair and cradles her in his arms. She stirs a little bit and Niall quickly leaps into action, gently swaying her back and forth to calm her. Erica leans in to Niall's shoulder, looking at the two of them together, a smile plastered on her face. I feel like I'm intruding on this special moment. Niall kisses Erica's temple as she snuggles closer.

But then, right on cue, Ryan has the juiciest fart I believe I've ever heard and Erica can't help but giggle.

“Ah shit, she pooped through!” Niall exclaims. “I've got shit on my hands!” His voice suddenly rises in tone as he looks to Erica to solve his sudden poop problems. He pulls one hand out and in fact it has what looks like yellow cottage cheese all over the palm of it.

“I'll get the diapers and wipes!” I hope up and rummage through the table that opens up for storage. I set some in when I arrived just in case they needed them.

“Erica! Help me!” He pleads with her but Erica is a laughing mess.

“I'm sorry. Oh God, this is hilarious.” She manages to speak between fits of laughter. “You changed her diaper on before we left.” She sits up and kneels on the floor, laying a blanket out from behind the couch.

“I don't know what I'm doing, you need to check up on me. You're the smart one!” He laughs now, finding this whole event comical as Ryan is still sleeping in his arms. She takes Ryan carefully and Niall unwraps her blanket you can see she has in fact pooped and her outfit is stained with yellow poop just around her bum. Niall takes off when she leaves his arms to what I can assume is shower.

“Oh my Miss Ryan. A memory to last forever.” Erica talks calmly to Ryan who is stretching on the ground. “Thanks for being here Josie. I'm sure we'll have plenty of fun together.” She looks up at me quickly and then back to her task.

Notes

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