Just Trying to Keep Up {Niall Horan Fan Fic}

Chapter 11 {Oh Well}

Chapter 11 {Oh well}

I walked out of the hospital with Niall and Emma Claire. We walked into the parking lot, and found my car. I helped Emma Claire into her booster seat and buckled her up. Once Niall was in, I got in to the drivers seat and started the engine and left the hospitals parking lot.

"Well... That was a nice trip." I say awkwardly.

"Yeah." Niall says.

"Daddy, will you be okay?" Emma Claire asks.

"Yeah, sweetie I'll be fine." Niall says to her.

"Good." She says.

We sit there in silence for some time until Emma asks "Can we get some food? My tummy is rumbling." She starts rubbing her tummy and makes a pouty face.

"Oh shit." I mumble. Emma Claire never got any food. "Yeah, we can pull through Sonic." I reply to her.

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After we went to Sonic we drove back to my place. I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out of the car. I helped Emma Claire unbuckle her seatbelt and get out of the car. I saw Niall limp towards his car and try to get in.

I ran over to him and stopped him from getting in.

"No, you are not driving in that condition." I say.

"I'm not drunk, just injured." Niall shrugged.

"I don't care. You're staying here tonight. You just got stitches and the only person here to take care of you is me, now please just stay here. For me." I beg.

Niall stares at me in question and then steps down from his car. "Okay. Ill stay."

I smile in relief and interlock my arm with his. I help him up the stairs to the front porch. I open the door, holding tight to Niall, and lead him towards the couch. I help him get on the couch gently and help him get comfortable.

"Is this comfortable?" I ask.

"Yeah this is fine." He says.

"Okay, I'll get Emma Claire to bring in your food." I say.

Niall nods his head and softly shuts his eyes. I walk off into the kitchen and sit down by Emma Claire.

"Can you give Niall his food?" I ask as I sit down.

"Yep!" She says and hops off her chair and gets Niall's food, and runs off into the living room.

Emma Claire came back in with a bright smile across her face. She sat back down into her chair and kept on going with her meal.

"Mommy?" She asks as she pops a tater tot in her mouth.

"Yes?"

"Why couldn't I know about Daddy?" She asked.

I sucked in a big breath of air. I looked up at her. Her dark, brunette braids rested on her shoulders, and her bright blue eyes looked at me in question. She had stains on her shirt, but they have been unnoticed by Emma Claire. The only thing noticeable was her curiosity. I looked at her in a caring way and shook my head.

"You're too young to know, Emma Claire." I answered.

She gave me one of her soft pouty faces that filled with disappointment.

"Why am I too young?" She asks.

"I don't know! You'll just know one day, but today is not that day." I stated.

Emma Claire sighed in anger, and gave me one of her sassy, anger stares.

"Don't give me that look."

She sticks her tongue out at me and gets out of her chair and stomps off with her little carton of tater tots. Her carton has a little hole on the bottom which leaks out crumbs leaving a trail behind her making it obvious to where she'll be.

I get up in a flame of anger, heading to the living room to check on Niall. I find him on the couch with his head layed back. His eyes are closed and he was softly snoring. I walk over to him and sit on the edge of the couch. I lean down and softly kiss his cold forehead. He whimpers like a child and wakes up as my warm lips touch his forehead.

"Florence?" He mumbles.

"Yeah?"

"Thank you." He says and closes his eyes again.

"For what?" I ask.

His eyebrows squint up a little and all I could hear from him was his soft breathing. He wiggles a little and replies softly with "I don't know. I guess just for coming into my life."

"Really? Cause I feel like I've only caused trouble." I say.

Nialls eyes slowly open and gives me a puzzled look, and shakes his head.

"No, everything that's been bad is my own fault." He says.

"I just think you need some sleep, Niall." I say.

"Flor-"

"Just go to sleep." I say softly, and get up from the couch to avoid more emotional problems caused by Niall.