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

Chapter 12 - Who's Right, Who's Wrong, Who Really Cares?

-Harry-

"I'm gonna get you!" I yell as my daughter runs away from me in the park. We ate our food and being the energetic five year old she is, she's now full of food and energy. But I was never cut out for this side of parenting. Niall was.

She needs her Papa, he's the one who does all the play time things with her. But here I am chasing her through the grass.

Her giggles could be heard a mile away with all her loudness, she's running as fast as her tiny legs will let her and she keeps looking back to see if I'm there running after her, and I am. And I'm having a fantastic time.

"Can't catch me Daddy!! I'm too fast for youuu!" she taunts me and I laugh as I run a little faster to actually catch her, since I was slowing myself down so she has some chance.

I grab her eventually and she laughs loudly when I catch her and spin her round in my arms. I fall gently flat on my back and she lays on top of me, panting, she ran a lot for a five year old. Certainly tired me out.

"When did you get so fast, baby?" I ask her with disbelief and she giggles and shrugs adorably.

I see something in my peripheral vision, not something, but somebody, I look there behind a tree but they're gone. They were dressed all in black with a massive hoodie on and sunglasses. I'll just let it slide. Could be a fan, too nervous to say anything.

"Daddy? What'tis it Daddy?" Angel asks me looking where I was looking and she turns back to me looking confused.

"I thought I saw..." I start and she looks confused, so I turn it around, "thought I saw... THE TICKLE MONSTER!!" I tickle her sides aggressively and she laughs louder than before. Begging me to stop.

My phone starts to ring and I stop tickling her and I take her back to our small picnic blanket, I place her down and hand her a piece of fruit to suck on, or gum at, or just eat, whatever the hell kids do, as I take the phone call but not letting Angel out my sight as she munches on her fruit.

"Hello?"

"Harry, hi, I- urm," it's Niall? I hear sniffles and he seems out of breath? Like he's been running? My eyes start to tear up at the sound of his voice.

"Ni, please come home, where are you?" I ask him in a pleading way and I sound so ducking desperate.

"I w-wish I could, Haz-Harry, I wish I could," he sighs deeply and takes a shaky breath in.

"Where are you, darling? You need to come home!" I say, now desperate to know where he is.

"I don't know, I-I just.. I didn't e-expect you to a-answer me," he starts to really cry on the phone to me.

"I tell you what, me and angel are at the park, I'll call you back later? Yeah? Is that okay?" I ask and he sniffs but mutters a yes, "Okay, talk to you later Niall," I end the call and have never felt so fucking guilty ever.

"Who was on the phone Daddy?" Angel asks and I just say it was Archie asking me if I was okay and she was okay. She bought it.

"We go home soon? I cold," Angel states and I nod.

"We can go home now if you want?" I ask her but really I just want to go home because I can call Niall when I get home and he'll answer me, he won't ignore it, he's gonna answer and I want him to come home.