This song rocks for this plot and also broken home(that's the main song), but this is alongside it definitely.
-Harry-
"Daddy, Papa!!" Angel's voice rings out and I feel her small feet padding on the bed, Niall groans as she jumps on him.
"Angel, baby, it's five am, why're you awake?" Niall asks our five year old.
"Niall, she's five, she is awake early, she goes to bed early, resulting in early unwanted mornings," I explain to him and Angel is sat playing with that elephant of hers at the end of our bed.
"Auntie Archie said she'd come see us today, didn't she?" Angel asks hopefully.
"I can ask her if she's still coming round, but she might bring Zach with her and we all love Zach so much!" I say and Angel giggles before crawling up the bed and lying on my chest, she has these beautiful bright blue eyes that I could stare at forever, and her brunette hair really tops off how gorgeous my little girl is. She kinda looks like Niall, but her eyes are brighter, bluer even.
"Daddy, I do not like Zach."
"I know baby, neither do I," she giggles in response.
She's staring at me hopefully and she lays her head down on my chest, I wrap my arms round her and she sighs in content. Niall smiles at her as she's facing him, she giggles as he gives her a big cheesy grin.
"Love you Daddy," she says to me and then pulls tongues at Niall.
"I love you too, princess," Niall pouts at her and she laughs.
"I love Papa too!" she squeals a little loudly.
"Angel, inside voices, what are our inside voices?" Niall asks her sweetly.
"Little voices, not loud," she retaliates the fact Niall has said to her since the moment she could speak.
"Shall we get you some breakfast young lady?" Niall asks her and she nods.
"Toast?" she asks with excitement and Niall nods, he gets out of bed and picks her up, she looks down at him and she shakes her head in disapproval of Niall's sleeping attire.
"Papa put some twousers on," she commands him and he laughs at her before obliging to her command.
"Is that better for your liking princess Angelique?" he says in a posh voice and carries my daughter away, taking her down the stairs, I hear faint giggles from her before they're too far away for me to hear them anymore.
Since Niall is taking care of her I decide to catch up with some sleep, well deserved sleep. But I can't fall asleep when all I can think about is Niall, and how he hasn't been the same, he doesn't love me the same, we're broken, and Angelique is holding us together. To be perfectly honest, I love Niall very very much and I'm surprised that he hasn't cheated on me. It's harsh to think that low of someone but he's been so distant, I mean, he doesn't go out enough to actually be cheating on me, he doesn't have a job, neither of us do, he made enough money as a footballer before he retired, and we settled down.
It feels like I am a lost cause, I'm forgotten sometimes, he is still very much bipolar, that I understand, he has never lashed out on Angel though, not yet anyway, I've protected her anytime he's gone into a mood, I've kept her from him, he has admitted to me he's frightened that he'll hurt her one day because of it. He ensures he takes his meds every day now, just in case.
I guess I am Angel's motherly figure, I'm her go to if she doesn't feel well or if she's upset, I'm always who she goes to. It's never Niall, and if Niall tries to comfort her she just screams and I have to take her. Or she'll let Archie comfort her until I can but never Niall, I think he's a little sad she doesn't go to him but I'm Angelique's mum basically, he's there for dad stuff.
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