Epilogue

                                    

                                          
Not really what I had in mind for the epilogue but I got this idea and decided it would be cute.
                          
Epilogue 
                          
Maybe it was the room that was making Louis feel nauseous. It smelt weird and was small and confined. Louis didn’t like it at all. The room made him feel nervous and a little sad (or a lot sad) and just gave him a strange feeling in his chest. Or there could be another reason for Louis’ odd feelings. It could be that the room he was standing in was a dorm room, Zayn’s dorm room to be exact.
                          
That’s right. Zayn was going to university. Liam and Louis were so proud of him for finishing school and deciding to continue and further his education. But while they were happy for him, they were also sad because their oldest would be leaving the nest and starting a life on his own. That’s probably why Louis was so sad, because he really didn’t want to let go of Zayn.
                          
“Are you sure you want to go to school? You can take a break and go back in a year, really.” Louis said as he nervously chewed on his nails. Louis watched Zayn move around the room, putting his clothes and sketchbooks away. The idea of Zayn going to school and leaving home was all very overwhelming for Louis. Zayn sighed and turned to give Louis a pointed look.
                          
“Dad, calm down. I am sure I want to go to school. It’s also a little too late to back out now.” Zayn replied.
                          
“You can drop out! I did it, you can too! Like father like son, right?” Louis asked nervously. Zayn simply rolled his eyes and placed a book on his bed. Niall, who was sitting on the bed, grabbed it and started flipping through the pages. When he realized there weren’t any pictures in it he looked up at Louis.
                          
“I want juice.” He said. With Niall being almost three, his vocabulary was increasing majorly. He was also a very quick learner for his age and very smart, which meant that he liked to talk a whole lot.
                          
“Yeah babe, I know. Papa is getting your juice from the car.” Louis said. Niall let out a whine.
                          
“I want now.” He emphasized and when Louis shook his head, Niall huffed and fell back on the bed. Louis smiled to himself before turning his attention back to Zayn.
                          
“When is Travis going to get here?” Louis wondered.
                          
“Like an hour or two, I don’t really know.” Zayn said with a shrug. That was another thing. Zayn and Travis were going to be roommates. It kind of bothered Louis. Not because he thought there would be too much sex going on or something like that, but because he thought they were too young to live together. Louis was convinced that if they spent all their time together, then they would probably fight more and possibly break up. Zayn had disagreed, we’re not going to break up, we’ll spend time away from each other during lectures, and we need to prepare ourselves if we decide to get married. 
                          
“So you’re going to be here by yourself for a bit then?” Louis asked anxiously. Zayn took a deep breath and sat on his bed. Niall instantly got up from his laying position and sat right next to him, grabbing Zayn’s hand.
                          
“Look, I know you’re sad about me leaving or whatever but it’s really not that far. I’m only an hour’s drive away and if something happens you know you’ll be the first person I call. Travis and I will be more than fine together. I can visit on the weekends that I’m not too busy and I’ll see you a whole lot over the breaks. You need to stop worrying so much, Dad. I won’t be living at home and I know that’s scary for you but you’ve got the rest of the bunch to take care of, right?” Zayn said, looking at Louis sincerely.
                          
Speaking of the rest of the bunch, the door opened and in walked the rest of the family. Harry came in first, holding a toy and juice cup for Niall. Then walked in Liam, holding something- someone- of his own. Louis and Liam had decided to adopt yet again. It wasn’t something they were particularly looking for nor had they even talked about. It just kind of happened. Sure, Louis had been wanting another baby since watching Niall grow up was almost painful for him, but that was something that he kept to himself. Until Julia had called them up of course.