Broken Home - Narry (Sequel to DFWML) --quite slow updates--

Chapter 11 - I'm Here Alone Inside Of This Broken Home.

I feel as though some people don't like this story, and it makes me sad, you wanted and asked for a sequel and I thought it'd be a good idea for a sequel but so far it appears to be negative comments about decisions made through characters, I'm not sure if I should continue the story... I know I sound mean and ungrateful but I love all the readers but I'm just not sure anyone likes this anymore... even tho I swear it will become better. comment if you think I should continue! thanks :)

-Harry-

"Angelique Rose!" I call through the house, wondering where she is.

"Yes Daddy?!" she shouts back and I follow the sound of her voice, which is sounding from the living room, she must be playing with her toys. I walk to the living room and sit on the floor next to her, she hands me a dinosaur toy.

"Do you wanna go to the park today with me and we can take a picnic?!" I offer and she looks up excitedly from her toys.

"Yes Daddy! Can I help make the-the picnic?!" she says, stumbling over her words a little bit in her excitement.

"Okay, Come on sweetheart, we'll go make the food," I smile kindly at her and we stand up after putting her toys down.

She runs in front of me passed the sofas and slips on the floor, clacking her head on the cold floor.

"Shit," I whisper more to myself and run to try and catch her. But she's already wailing and I'm quick to pick her up and rest her in my lap rubbing her head.

"Baby, where did you hit?" she cries out in sobs and points to the back of her head. I rub my hand across it softly and hope I'm making it better. I press a soft kiss to her head and she whimpers a little more as I gently rub her sore head.

"Well that wasn't good was it darling?" I ask her and she shakes her head. I wipe away the rest of her tears rolling down her cheeks and smile at her, then to cheer her up I pull a funny face at her and she giggles.

"We still make picnics an-and go to t'park?" she wonders and I give her a nod. I keep her in my arms as I stand up and walk to the kitchen so we can make a picnic together. Gemma is at home again, she decided that I was fine on my own with Angel, she isn't wrong, me and Angel are fine! We love Niall and miss him but I'm trying not to think about him as it just makes me sad, I know I don't really have to right to be sad thinking about him but, I've left at least fifty voicemails asking where he is and he hasn't answered me, not texted or called. Nothing.

I place Angel down on the countertop of the island in the middle of our kitchen and she dangles her legs.

"Okay, what shall we put in our picnic?" I ask her and she shrugs. Then she points at the bread bin; sandwiches.

"Alright but what d'you want on your sandwich, sweetheart?" she mumbles 'nutella' and I grab the jar that we should buy more of as we all kinda like it.

I make us the sandwiches and she packs us some other snacks, placing them on the table before I give her permission to put them in the picnic bag.

We eventually have a small picnic put together and Angel has a cute little dress on ready to go play with some leggings and a cardigan incase she gets cold - Christ I'm my mother.

"Right are we all ready?" I ask her as I gather the bag together and grab both our sunglasses as it's sunny out today.

"Yep! Let's go Daddy!" she says happily and I lock up the house and unlock the car from the front door, Angel uses her full strength to open the door of the car as she's only little, the car is a big task for her. I make sure the house door is fully locked before joining Angel and making sure she's in her car seat correctly, and getting in the car myself, and driving us off to the park.