Daughter Dearest

Chapter 2: Bellamy Asks Niall a Question

Ever since Bellamy helped Niall defeat g*nger Ed, they have been inseparable. Niall has taken her to his favorite spots: the lake with the diabetic goose, the spot where he did the gangnam style for the first time, the restaurant where he met James Charles (his idol)... everywhere that has a special place in his organ that thumps.

"Nail..." Bellamy croaks and bats her eyes at the Irish boy in front of her.

"That's me." He smirks, his crispy golden locks on his head. He is feeling the grooves of all the hardened gum under the soggy wooden bench.

"I want to meet the rest of the band." She pops her bottom lip out and her eyes too, making a puppy face. She's begging.

Niall laughs. He rolls his head back. He thinks she is joking- why does he not believe her words?

"Why are you doing that?" Bellamy whines and stomps her foot. Niall widens his eyes at her action.

"You're joking with me?" He hopes with all the Irish in him that he is not in trouble with Paul's offspring.

"No, why would I lie? I can't believe after a week of our unbreakable bond you would doubt me like this." She crosses her arms and turns away from him and starts galloping away.

Niall cartwheels quickly to catch up to the fast-paced female. He accidentally kicks an innocent bystander, but has no time to apologize as he is focused on the problem at hand. His big, Irish hand.

"Bellamy wait!" He demands, running his hand through his crunchy head hair, some locks falling out in clumps from the action.

"I've been waiting all this friendship for you to show me off! You are just humiliated of me and always have been. I will never forgive you for this." Bellamy exclaims, condensation from her orbs dripping down her silky face flesh.

"I am so proud to have you as a BLM! Don't ever say those horrid words!" He is breathless from his intense cartwheeling.

Bellamy wipes her cheek clean of wetness. "BLM?" She questions.

Niall nods vigorously. "Best lady mate." He chuckles and smiles, satisfied with his sincere compliment. He is so good with the ladies.

Bellamy likes this acronym, it is shown when she smiles shyly and her cheeks turn to the color of ham.

"Ok I will put my utter trust back into you." She tucks her hair behind her ear and winks at the Irish boy.

"Music to my ears, and I've heard a lot of songs! You know, being a singer in a very successful band. I can buy all of the sanitary napkins you will ever need. I am a great friend to females." He does a high kick to prove his words, and Bellamy bites her moist lip in satisfaction.

"So, can I meet da boyz?" Bellamy asks innocently.

Niall side smiles at her words, and shrugs. He does a quick Irish jig to get it out of his system before answering her. "You've never met them? Your dad is Paul! That comes as a shock. Paul is the man. You are not a man, though."

Bellamy does a twirl to show a passerby her new cerulean skirt. The passerby likes it, they give her a dollar.

"No I've never met any of them, well... except you." She states flirtatiously, and Niall gets shy.

He tucks his sideburn behind his ear and shuffles his foot. "Well otay." He says with a smile plastered on his round European face.

Bellamy beams in satisfaction, and she grips his arm and forcefully drags him with her as she sprints away from the park. His shoulder pops out of the socket. They go to the hospital and they put it back. They both get a sucker for being good. Niall got an orange one, and Bellamy got a purple one.

They are excited for their future plans with 'da boyz'.