I Hate You (Niall Horan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 11. Christmas spirit

It has been 6 days since Niall left. I was doing well. I had so much work on my Uni because it's exams before Christmas that even there was some times that I forgot about him. I miss him. We have talked on skype few times but not for a long time because he always had to go somewhere or because of time difference. He told me everything about the gig in Madison Square Garden, I've never seen person so happy and proud of what he did. His eyes were shinning, even though I saw him through the camera I could see it.

I had free day today, Kim was in Uni, so I decided to clean up the flat. I enjoyed doing it sometimes, but only with the music. Since I have never heard of One Direction songs I decided to download there album Take Me Home from Itunes.

I played it loud. It was a song called Live While We're Young. I heard Liam's voice and smiled. I started to dance like crazy all around my flat and clean everything. The song ended and I loved it. I took deep breathes because I danced a lot now. Then the slow song came on. I stood in the middle of my living room and listened to it. It was called Little Things. I listened to every word and it was so beautiful. Then I heard Niall's voice, his lines were perfect.

"Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you oh.."

I felt the tear on my cheek. The song ended, but I was still standing and thinking about the lyrics and Niall too. The song was amazing. It definitely was going to be added to my playlist. Then again the fast song came on and I tried to cheer myself up. I wasn't jumping like before Little Things but I danced a little bit. The songs were pretty good. I cleaned up my flat and crashed on the couch. I felt tired. Then I saw a picture on my TV table. It was Emily's photo, I loved this photo. She was smiling brightly with her amazing little smile. I've missed her so much. I haven't talked to her for a while. I was going to see her after New Years. But I needed to ask a permission from my Dad who I talked 6 months ago. I needed to call him. Today.

I got up and found my phone. I searched his number in my contacts. I found it. I had to press a green botton but I started to worry. I felt my palms sweating. I was looking at the phone for about 3 minutes, but I took a deep breathe and clicked the botton. My hands were already shaking. First ring... Second... Thir-

"Hello?"I heard his voice. My heart stopped.

"H-Hi D-Dad" I stuttered.

"Annabel?"He didn't expect me to call obviously.

"Yes it's me." I said. He didn't answer anything. He waited for me to talk. I took a deep breathe.

"Look, Dad, I haven't seen Emily about 6 months now and I really miss her, I want to see her. I will have 2 weeks of Christmas holiday. Could-Could I take her to London after New Year for a-a w-week?" I said as I waited for him to answer.

"Are you out of your mind?! She is 5 years old, and you want her to come with you to that big city, where is danger everywhere? In your dreams. And how do you dare to call me and ask me this after what you did?!" He shouted. I would have explained him everything, but I didn't want to fight anymore. And then I know I wouldn't get his permission. I took a deep breathe.

"Dad, I'm sorry I chose my life. But forget about it for now. It's not about me and you, it's about Emily, I want to see her, I miss her. I don't know how she looks right now. She is my sister, you can't forbid me to see her. Dad, please, just it's not about me. I will look after her every minute. I want to show her London, I know she'll love it. Dad, I don't want to fight anymore. You have to get over it I chose my life and this is how I'm going to live it. I'm sorry and please let me take Emily with me for a week." I said everything and I was proud of myself. He didn't say anything.

"Hello?"I said.

"Ugh, um I think.. You could take her there." He said slowly.

"Thank you Dad!" I said lightly.