Liam Payne's Daughter(One Direction)

Chapter 39

So, so, so sorry this is late.

Not edited, but it will be within the next hour or so!

Thanks:)

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"Jerry!" I yelled, running back and forth.

I kept going this, and I thought Dad was going to kill me.

"Jer-umf" I yelled, as I fell to the ground. I looked behind me and saw that I tripped on a wire.

I heard laughter, and I looked over and saw Uncle Niall laughing at me.

I looked over all their faces, and I kinda cowered a bit.

Uncle Niall and Uncle Harry's face held amusement. Uncle Louis for once was trying to hold back a giggle.

But then I looked at Dad and Uncle Zayns face. They looked mad. Dad more than Uncle Zayn though.

"Can we take a little break?" Dad asked. The photographer nodded, and Uncle Louis ran over to me.

"Watch out, love. I'll tell Jerry you'll be late." Uncle Louis said.

"Thank you!" I whispered yelled to him.

"Get up." Dad said firmly. I scrambled to get to my feet, and I put my hand in a salute position on my forehead.

"Yes sir." I said. I think I just saw fire grow in his eyes.

He grabbed my hand and yanked it down to my side.

"Get in the dressing room." He growled, pointing towards it. I turned around and started walking towards it.

"Go to the dressing room." I mocked Dad, making a face.

I walked in the room and sat on the individual reclining chair, blowing bubbles with my gum.

"What has gotten into you?" Dad asked, looking at me strangely.

"What has gotten into you?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at him.

"You need to knock it off, Evelyn." He said, placing his hand on the arms of the chair.

"Knock what off? There's nothing on me is there?!" I asked, looking over at my shoulders and arms.

I heard Dad huff out of his nose, and I knew he was pissed now.

"Ev-"

"I must be a carpenter because I just NAILED that!" I yelled, rephrasing one of the stories I've read online.

Accidental Skype Call.

Good story right there. Even if it is a fanfic about my Uncles and Dad.

It was the first one I came across, and it looked interesting.

And it was!

I swear I saw Dads face turn red before my eyes.

"I am done with you today! I wasn't in the best mood in the beginning, but now it's worse! You're going to sit in here until we are finished! I don't want to hear a peep out of your mouth. Do you understand me?!" Dad yelled.