Niall stormed off to what I assume is his car and takes off. Oh wait, did I mention he dragged Maylyn and I along with him as well? No? Well he did.
We drove through the big city at a particularly fast paste. And while Maylyn looked excitedly out the window I held onto the door with all I had.
Niall glances over and sees me holding on a releases the pedal just a little bit. "So, where are we going?" I ask.
"There's a modest headquarters here in New York that we meet at every now and again," he says. "I'm going to be having a word with my manager."
He turns a corner quickly and I inhale quickly. "Why-- Can you slow down! I'm to young to have a heart attack!"
"Ow! Your giving me a heart attack!" Maylyn sings from the back and I turn around looking at her.
"You, miss are not helping this situation!" She giggles and I can't help but notice Niall smile at the rearview mirror.
We pull into the parking lot of a large building and Niall shuffles us out of the car. He grabs my hand and swings Maylyn onto his hip before I could protest.
We enter the large doors and I can't help but let my eyes wonder around the building. This place is huge.
Soon we are stopped and I notice we're standing in front of the front desk. "Fran is Eliot in?" Niall asks frantically. Fran, the woman behind the counter, nods and points to the elevators. Niall's eyes widen and again we're being pulled into the elevators.
"You're going to yank my arm off," I say lowly. Niall huffs and repeatedly pushes the button. "And repeatedly pushing the button isn't going to make this thing go any faster. Now can you tell me why you dragged my daughter and I here."
He huffs leaning against the side with Maylyn still in his arms. "You don't get it," he sighs loudly. "He made me." He says emphasizing his words and leaning his head towards Maylyn saying she shouldn't be hearing this. But being me I pushed on.
"What do you mean he made you Niall? Did he say something?"
Niall goes to say something but the elavator dings and stops on our floor. We walk up to a fancy door with the name Eliot Bing printed neatly on it.
Niall opens the door and seems to pull us into a very large room where it looks like a meeting is taking place.
"Niall," Eliot says smiling. Has he not noticed me or Maylyn? "What a surprise! What can I do for you?"
Niall grits his teeth and sets Maylyn down in a chair. "You can begin on explaining to me why you lied to me."
Eliot's features do not faze as he stands up from his chair. "I don't know what you're talking about-"
"Don't you dare sit there and lie to me! You said Y/n was never pregnant. You said she was just using me! You said everything she said was all just a lie! And You said that our relationship was built up on nothing but unmutal feelings!"
"And I was right, was I not?" Eliot asks. Niall walks over and picks up Maylyn once again.
He puts on the fakest smile and props my daughter onto his hip. "Eliot I'd like you to meet Maylyn."
Eliot smiles at Maylyn and it took all I had not to punch that smug look right off his face.
"Hello," he says. "Are you babysitting Niall? Because I'm sure this little cuties parents would not be happy to hear about this."
"No actually her parents are clearly okay with this." Eliots eyes snap to me and for the first time his eyes widen in realization.
"Y/n?"
I roll my eyes walking over to him. "So.." I stop next to Niall. "You're the reason my daughters spent her entire life without her father, aye?"
