If Only {A One Direction/Justin Bieber Fan Fiction}

•A Daughter, Another Kiss, And Justin Bieber•

*Love's P.O.V.*

Angel quickly ran to the door of Niall's flat and banged on it repeatedly.

"Lovie Dovey, tell your daughter to calm her tits!" Demi yelped from behind me. Once I told Demi we where going to Niall Horan's flat she completely lost it! She franticly searched for a 'cute but I-don't-care outfit' and finally decided on a gray Mickey Mouse sweater with red skinny jeans, a silver spiked bracelet, and yellow heels all after straightening her waist length brown hair and applying light makeup. I, on the other hand, had on a white and gold 'Justin Bieber' sweatshirt, black leggings, and gold spiked pumps along with gold hoop earrings but to top it all off I had put my chocolate brown hair in a messy bun. Angel insisted she changed too so I just put her in her pink UGGS with bows on the back, silver leggings, and her black NorthFace over her pink 'Mini Diva' sweatshirt.

Niall quickly opened the door to Angel with a confused face so I sped up to get to the door; all of his features softened when he spotted me.

"Hey, Niall. This is Angel." I said gesturing towards my daughter.

"Well hi, Angel. I didn't know you and your friend where babysitting tonight." I nervously laughed as Dem introduced herself and we went inside.

"I'mnotbabysitting,she'smydaughter." I mumbled, hoping he didn't understand what I said.

"I'm sorry, Lovie Dovey; I didn't understand you, babe. Little Angel is your what now?" Demi tested cleverly as she picked Angel up in her arms. Niall didn't seem to know how to react as I kicked Demi in the shin.

"I SAID, she's my daughter, Demitria." I used her full name just to piss her off.

"Mr. Niall? Are you broken?" Angel questioned with concern.

I really hope I didn't blow things with another person over my little Angel.

**Niall's P.O.V.**

What was I supposed to say? Love seemed so young and innocent! How could she have a child?!

"Uh could Demitria and Angel go over to see the rest of the guys and Justin?" I directed my attention to Demi. "Could you please take Angel over there like Love had said?" I begged. Demi nodded and carried little Angel over to Harry's flat with the rest of the lads. Once the door closed, I stepped closer to Love. She looks so innocent and beautiful; how could she have had a child?

"L-listen, Nialler, I get you're upset b-but I didn't know how to tell you over the phone or texting and that wasn't exactly what I tell people when I first meet them! D-don't be upset please Niall! I was only 13 whe-" I cut off her rant by taking a step closer to her and leaning down to caress her cheek.

"I don't care about Angel right now. You're just too beautiful for me to take a second to think about anything else." I whispered. I want to kiss her so bad. So bloody bad.

**Love's P.O.V.**

I want to kiss him so bad. I can't take this! I got on my tippy toes and gently kissed his soft lips. Once our lips parted we smiled to each other sweetly.

I just kissed Niall Horan, so why on earth am I thinking of Justin Bieber?