3 years later....
so it's been 3 years , i am now 23, 2 years since me and Niall divorced.we decided we wern't spending enough time together as he was on tour all the time and i could handel the hate but all the fans were hating on Olivia , me and niall couldn't seem to agree on anything but for an aranged marriage we coped really well
2 years since Olivia last saw her dad.
Olivia rarely asks about Niall, we still keep in touch but he thought it would be best to stay away for a while as he didn't want her to get too attached and then he would have to get up and leave.
Olivia is 3 now and a little madam, she is such a pretty little girl though, she has dirty blonde hair and greeny blue eyes. she doesn't look much like Niall , but looks like me when i was her age.
i moved back to Bristol i hardley see my family as they moved to Australia.
i have moved into a lovely house , Niall still sends money for Olivia and i will send her photo's to him. i'm still in contact with all the girls, not so much Perrie though because Zayn left the band but we still talk on the odd occasion.
i got myself a job in a hair salon, Lou taught me most of it. did i mention we got Olivia christened before me and Niall split , niall wanted her christened as hes catholic and so is my mum.
her god parents were
lou,eleanor,sophia,perrie,harry,greg,louis,liam,zayn.
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'mummy , mummy' Olivia called as she walked into my bedroom where i was getting ready for work
'yeah baby?' i called
'i got myself dressed'
i walked into her bedroom where she had put on black leggings her white jelly shoes, a pink long top with her black parker. she had a really good eye for fashion.
i smiled and walked back into my room where i had fineshed my hair. i curled it, i had recently had it cut shorter and had it dyed a dirty blonde, i looked at my make-up i had chosen dark purple lipstick and suttle eyes. i then walked to the full length mirror which i looked at my outfit.
black leggings, white jellys, a long red blouse and a black bomber jacket. i sprayed myself with Paco raban then grabbed my river island hand bag. i walked downstairs into the living to grab my phone and keys and saw Olivia dancing in front of the tv to whip and nae nae.
'come on pud your going to Eleanor's' i smiled
'YAY'
eleanor and louis moved to Bristol, the expensive part near me.
we climbed into the pink mini cooper which my mum brought me for my birthday.
'mummy put the radio on please' she begged
i turnt it on and it was our favroute song black magic
'auntie pez sings this' she laughs
after 20 minutes we got to el's
i knocked on the door and a tired looking louis opened it
'ello, where's my favroute little girl?' he asked
'here uncle lou' she giggled and he picked her up i kissed her on the head
'ill pick her up about 6' he nodded
i went back to the car and rang ryan my boyfriend
'hello babe' his voice echoed through the phone
'hiya i'm not due into work for another hour, do you want me to bring you breakfast?' i asked
'yeah sure you know what i like yeah?'
'course love you' i said
the line cut off
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arranged marriage to who ? [a niall horan fanfiction ]
Fanfictionwhat would you do if you were 18 years old and your parents arranged a marriage to a guy youve never even met before well what if that guy was niall horan and your parents wanted you to have a child straight after marriage well this is the story of...