Finding me

Chapter three:

The next week was packed for me. I had school and dance all while trying to locate my dad. Terry helped me with my homework.

'OK, so what do you have so far for the paper?' She asked taking a bite of the pizza.

'Umm two pages. I'm about to start my third.' I say. She nods. Every chance I got I would go up to the attic and open more presents. I had about two left to open. I started dozing off. Terry must've noticed because she punched my shoulder.

'Abby?' She asks.

'Huh? What?' I say.

'Alright that's enough English for the day. How about we look in the attic?' When she said we she meant me. She always let me open the present and read the card, because it was my birthday, sort of.

''Oh thank you!' I say hopping off the chair and running upstairs.

...

'Nothing, these stupid cards say nothing about where he lives or who he is.' I say in frustration.

'Abby, it's OK. We haven't searched more than this section. I mean what if that folder is full of stuff about him?' She says. I look at the folder. It was red and very large. My mom is the only one who comes up here unless Jason needs to get the Christmas tree or something heavy, and my mom hates red. Something she hates must be in there! I jump up and walk over there. 'Abby?' Terry says.

'This folder could be full of things about my dad.' I say. I pick it up and open it. The first page has a boy holding a baby. The baby was me and the boy must've been my dad.

'What's this?' She asks picking up the picture. I ignore her and flip through it. I come to a halt when I see a picture of a group of boys. The name one direction is plastered on the top. I flip it over.

Niall and the crew. One direction.

Is scribbled on the back in my mom's fancy handwriting. I flip through everything. Nothing.

'There's nothing here! It's only pictures!' I say in frustration. Terry picks up the folder and looks in it.

'What's one direction?' She asks. I shake my head.

'Who knows.' She says.

'Umm isn't that what Google is for?' She asks.

...

'OK, it says here that their a boy band. These are the members.' She says scooting over. I lean down and look on the screen.

Zayn, Harry, Niall, Liam, Louis.

'Okay well look on family. What if their married or have kids.' I say. She nods and searches.

'Well all are married and have kids. Liam has tw-' I push her out of the way and look at all of the kids lists and all of them have more than one kid, except Niall. I click on him and see a picture of me in his arms as a baby. I smile and start to cry.

'Niall Horan is my dad.' I say quietly.

'What did you say. You mumbled again.'

'NIALL HORAN IS MY DAD!' I yell. She looks at me. 'I have to find him.

...

'Hey, Abby wait up!' Shawn calls to me. He comes up and kisses me.

'Hey!' I say back smiling.

'I've got so many plans for spring break!' He says kissing my cheek. My smile turns into a frown.

'Oh, about that. I have plans. I'm going on a trip to my dad's house.' I say. He looks at me.

'Oh, um, okay. When will you be back?' He asks.

'Sunday.' I say. He nods.

'Well when do you leave?'

'Tomorrow at three.' I say.

'Then let's go to the movies. Maybe even dinner!'

'Sure! But not tonight. I have to work out the details.' Then Terry calls my name. She motions for me to hurry over. 'Bye! Call you later!' I say kissing him goodbye. I run twards her. She was coming with me on the trip because she wanted to get away.

'Alright I got the tickets and you have the money for food and stuff?' she asks closing her locker.

'Yeah.' I say. 'I can't believe we're doing this.'