My Princess Tiara (BOOK 3)

Chapter 23 - Bitch Slap

QUICK A/N

I know I didn't reply to many comments on the last chapter, but I did read them all, Thankyou to those who do care, you don't know how much I love you fans haha(: I eventually did eat but not much because I felt like I was going to throw up, to those who skipped this, me no like you.

ALSO THANKYOU FOR GETTING ME TO 19k ON MPT AND 500 FANS I LOVE YOU SO FREAKING MUCH!!!

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{ TESSA POV }

"Tiara you need your nap." Niall said kissing Tiara's forehead.

We were at some location for the concert and Niall had to be on stage in 5 minutes. Tiara held Niall's finger tightly, her eyes refusing to shut for longer then 2 seconds.

"Daddy will be here when you wake up," Niall said tucking Brownie in beside her. She was only allowed to bring one teddy out.

She was currently in her buggy, but we took it apart so it had no wheels.

"Go to sleep Tiara.." I tell her stroking her hair.

She finally drops her eyes shut, her hand remained wrapped around Niall's finger.

"I'll see you in a bit," Niall chuckles pecking me on the lips.

He then quickly ran off while I stayed there stroking Tiara's hair. The other girls were out in the crowd, including Tania, had to make it look real? Girlfriends altogether.

I had a small screen in front of me, so I could watch the concert, but the volume was really low because of Tiara. I stopped stroking her hair and got out my phone.

Twitter. I tapped on it, waiting for it to load. It suddenly loaded, but this time I didn't click on mentions.

I went onto my home time line thing and started to scroll. Many fans were asking questions to one direction because it would come up in the concert. What if I sent a question? You needed a seat number though.. Damn.

I decided not to as I scrolled through the boys' tweets and arguments with a band called The Wanted. Strange they didn't seem wanted in this conversation.

Suddenly Tiara started to stir then woke up, damn.

"Dada?" She looked around.

She then started to cry, the words 'dada' escaping her lips once every so often.

I shushed her as I carried her, cradling her around.

"Mama where dada?" She asked softly, tears still threatening to fall.

"Daddy is on stage, he'll be here in a little bit." I tell her.

"Here, play with Brownie," I say handing her the bear.

"Mama dada leave!" Tiara cried again. Wiping her eyes on Brownie.

"Lets find daddy then?" I ask.

I lift her up as she was changed into her baby grow, something not suitable for babies who can walk. I forgot her shoes.

I held her on my hip as I slid my phone into my pocket. I then carried Tiara properly, her hands were wrapped around my neck, her tears fell on my back. I was wearing high waisted shorts and a tank top tucked in, gladiator sandals which matched my top on my feet.

I walked down the corridors, getting closer to the screams of fans. Tiara removed her hands from my neck to cover her ears. Her head buried into my neck.

I stayed there, backstage but I could see the boys, if they looked behind they would've saw me but they couldn't. They were doing questions now, they had a bigger chance of seeing me.