"Hi daddy." She whispers and I see some tears start settling in his eyes.
"You know--," he whispers. "You know who I am. How-"
"Niall," I state clearly. "This is my daughter. Maylyn this is Niall."
"I know who he is mummy," She says loudly making Niall smile wider. "I like your songs and your guitar."
She giggles when Niall shakes his head smiling. "Thank you sweetheart."
I clear my thoat and Niall stands back up. "She's beautiful she looks just like you."
"Yeah well she acts like you," I say. "We must be going-"
"But mummy the house is right there." Maylyn points to the small house to our right and I mentally slap myself.
"It seems like your right. Why don't you go on inside and get cleaned up, I'll be there in a minute."
She nods and walks up to the stairs and into the house. Grabbing Niall's wrist I pull him so we're not in Maylyn's view.
"What the hell are you doing here," I snap. "You're not suppose to just show up out of nowhere!"
"For one calm down I was just in the nieborhood visiting Liam and Sophia and two why the fuck are you screaming at me?! You're the one that walked out remember?"
"I walked out becuase you called our daughter a mistake! If she's a mistake then I'm glad we fucked up because that little girl in there is the best thing that's happened to me in a long time!"
"Do you want to me to repeat myself over and over again?! I'm sorry! I've said it a million times before! And you would know this if you, I don't know, picked up the phone when I call?!"
I glare at him before pinching the bridge of my nose. "I'm not doing this right now.. I need to make Maylyn some dinner. Just stay away from us. You made the decision to not be apart of our lives along time ago."
"I'm not missing anymore of that little girls life. You've kept me away for to long."
"Oh here we go again," I laugh sarcastically. "What are you going to do Ni? Play the 'poor me' card? You are not the victim. Maylyn is. Do you know how much it hurts to see her grow up without a father? She looks up to you more then she looks up to me. She's so proud and she barely knows you. She's a damn daddy's girl that's for sure."
"Then let me be there for her! Like you said. She needs a father."
And that's when I broke. I slowly crumbled to the ground and hid my face in my hands. "You didn't come after me. You didn't even look for me. Why all of a sudden do you want to be apart of her lives."
He sits down beside me and slowly puts his arms around my shoulders. "I wanted to. You have no idea how much I regretted every word that came out of my mouth, but Y/n I promise when I say its not my fault I mean its not my fault! They made me! They fucking made me!" His eyes widen a little as he repeats the last part to himself a few more times.
"Who Ni? Who made you?" I ask frantically.
"Management."
