My Princess

Chapter 2

He ran up to me and Joy. He looked like he could be a father and probably knew how scary this was.

"I'm so sorry! I was just distracted! The boys were arguing! I'm really sorry!" He apologized meaningfully.

I shook my head," no. No I'm sorry. I should have held her hand! Thank you for stopping! I really mean it!" I said tears rolling off my cheeks. I smiled at the man. He looked at Joy unbelieving.

"I should have been paying attention-" he started. At this point I realized his accent. I don't know where from though, some where in the UK for sure.

"No your sons were fighting and distracting you. I understand. It happens" I cut him off taking the guilt out of him. He smiled.

"My sons?" He let out a laugh and shook his head, "Im Paul Higgins"

I looked at him confused.

"I'm Rose Miller" I say still confused. Am I supposed to know him?

He sighed, "The boys told me everyone knew me. Sorry Rose. Would you like a ride home?"

"Oh yes please! As long as its not a burden" I say. Joy peaks around Paul looking at the van. I follow her eyes to see heads poked out of the open driver side door. I can see there faces well enough but I think it's 5 boys.

"No problem at all love!" He says.

"Where are you from?" The words come out of my mouth without thinking, " Like your accent?" I say quietly.

He chuckles. "I'm Irish!" I nod.

"Follow me" he says starting toward the Van.

I set Joy down and she shyly follows Paul. I follow her,thankful this man will take us home after a traumatic time. My breath is still uneven from the shock of almost loosing Joy. He walks to the passenger side of the van.

"You can sit in the back with your sister, or sit in the front with her in the back, or she can sit on your lap in the front." He says. All the windows are tinted dark which is a little nerve recking.

"I will sit in the back with her. And her name is Joy Elisabeth and she isn't my sister" I say quietly. He looks confused but nods and pulls the side door open.

I see 4 boys sprawled out in the back of the van. They look about my age, and I would have to say they are very good looking too. They all sit up and look at us.

A blonde one smiles at me then at Joy. Joy giggles and waves shyly. The short haired one smiles waves at us. Joy and I wave back. Another brown messy haired boy smiles at me and makes faces at Joy. The last one, is better looking than the rest, jet black hair and olive skin. His chiseled features and beautiful eyes.

"This is Rose and her-?" Paul explains.

"Daughter" I say quietly. All 5 mouths drop.

"Her Daughter Joy Elisabeth." Paul says composing himself.

A curly haired one who was sitting in the front seat spins around. He smiles.

"I'm Harry" he says. He is the only one out of the 5 boys who have spoken, "you have a really cute kid"

"Thank You" I say, I look at the other boys who are just nodding.

"Hop in, Love" Harry says.

I pick up Joy. I sit in the seat next to the blonde one. Next to him is the olive skinned one. I smile.

Paul gets in the drivers seat. "Okay boys in the back, you can talk again."

"Yesss!" The messy brown haired one says.

"I'm Louis!" He says.

"I'm Liam," the short haired one says.

"I'm Niall" the blonde one says.

"I'm Zayn" the last one says.

"Hi!" I smile.

"Where do you live?" Paul asks.

I tell him the address of the apartment. I look over at the boys and everyone looks at me expecting something.

I look at them questioning with our words.

Niall speaks up in an accent like Paul's," Do you know who we are?"

"No. Should I?" I say confused.

The boys mouths drop.

"Well we are One Direction" Zayn smiles.

"Okay.... ?And what do you do?" I question.

"Um..... We are a famous boy band," Harry says unbelieving.

"Wow.... How famous?" I say thinking its a joke.

"Every magazine, every country, most every girl, minus you!" Niall informs.

I sit there astonished.

"I'm sorry. I don't read magazines, Or go any where except the Food Pantry and the Thrift Store."

"Oh." Is all they said. We drove for a while and the boys played with Joy. We drove for a while. I stare out the window and just process these boy's job.

*Zayn POV*

We all see how beautiful Rose is and how cute her- daughter is.

It's unbelievable that Rose has a 2 year old. I mean she doesn't look like a mom at all, and certainly isn't old enough to be one. Now the question is who and where is the baby daddy?

I look at Louis and Niall making funny faces to make Joy laugh. Rose just watches them and giggles occasionally. She looked at the window confused. It's peculiar that she doesn't know who we are.

We didn't talk much on the ride just small talk.

Most girls would hate us or totally go mental. It's a nice change but we never know if she is telling us the truth. She could be doing this for money and fame, so we are always on our toes. She seems very nice and sincere though.

She looks at me and our eyes meet. I smirk and she smiles.

We arrive at our flat. I look toward her confused.

"Paul? What about Rose?" I ask as the car turns off.

"Aw! sorry Rose, I forgot about you! I usually just zone out and forget the boys, so I forgot you," Paul answers.

"Oh it's totally fine" she grins.

"Do you have anything going on today? Can you stay for tea?" I question politely looking toward Paul and the other boys for permission.

They all nod in agreement and Joy Elisabeth just watches our conversation.

"Nothin today," she answers. American accents are hot.

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Hey no one is reading this!!! But if anyone does I would like to inform you that the story about Rose's dad is something that happened to my Sister in Law. He's an awesome dude though and so is my sister in law!

Loves ya!