Niall loved his daughter. He loved her to the point where it was thought impossible to love her even more. Her perfect baby blue eyes and her already long brown hair. Well, for almost two, it was long. She was very cuddly and never threw a fit about going to bed.
Niall would always say that he'd jump in front of a bullet for his wife, Hannah and Zoë. And Hannah knew that he would. There wasn't a doubt in the god dang world that Niall would do anything for those two. But one day he actually did sacrifice himself for Zoë. Although... It didn't quite work out the way he wanted it to.
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"Do ya wanna go sit by the pool?" Niall asked his daughter, Zoë.
"Yeh! Yeh! Yeh!" She squealed.
She picked up her cold teething toy and ran towards Niall's arms.
"Hannah! Zoë and I are going to sit by the pool."
"Alright but be careful. Zoë can't swim and we wouldn't want anything to happen to you both," Hannah turned from where she was making dinner and gave Niall a sweet kiss.
"I will, My queen," he turned towards the door and left.
Niall and Zoë sat by the pool talking about her imaginary friend, Bunny. Yes, Bunny. But Niall's chat with his adorable daughter was cut short when a few fans came up.
"Hi, loves!" Niall wandered down the small path.
The only problem with being down here was that a few trees blocked his view of the pool.
Meanwhile, Hannah was just about to go and get Zoë and Niall. Hannah was watching out the window as Niall wandered up the path and disappeared behind the trees. Zoë was just sitting down, chewing obliviously on her teething toy.
Hannah dried her soapy hands on a towel and stepped out the backdoor to get her daughter.
"Hey, Monster!" Hannah tickled Zoë and she squealed delightedly.
As Zoë was being lifted and Hannah turned around, Zoë swiftly threw her toy into the clear water of the pool.
"Oh, babes! Now we have to get that after dinner." Hannah chastised lightly.
But, as Niall was walking back to the pool, he heard the splash. His only hope was that it, of course, was only the toy that she'd thrown in. He sped up and his eyes traveled around the scene in front of him. No Zoë.
'This is bad! No! This is horrible!'
Niall's mind was racing so he did what any father would do and jumped in. He jumped into the cold, clear water and gasped. His shirt was caught on something. And for some reason, air became even more needed. He couldn't breath.
Hannah had heard the splash and she dashed out to the pool. Tears were immediately brought to her green eyes and she quickly jumped into action. She could see Niall's weak body struggling for air. With the strength powered by love, Hannah ripped Niall's shirt away from the object and pulled his limp body out of the pool.
She moved Niall's long blonde hair away from his eyes. They immediately popped open as Niall took a gasp of air.
"Where's Zoë?" He immediately panicked.
Niall sat up, still breathing deeply, and heavily dependent on Hannah's shoulder for a crutch.
Realization hit Hannah like a brick. Niall had thought Zoë fell in the pool when she threw her toy. And he jumped into valiantly save her.
"Oh my gosh! My angel!" Hannah hugged Niall as tight as she could. "She's in the house, Niall. It was her toy that splashed."
Niall suddenly felt dumb. Like he'd just spelt 'and' wrong at a grade six spelling bee. He started to breath normally as Hannah helped his weak body walk back to the house. Zoë was squealing delightedly as she watched them cross the kitchen.
"Go get some pajamas on, love. I hope you don't get a cold," Hannah worried.
Niall trudged up the seemingly endless supply of stairs. His mind was still a bit cloudy and it took him a minute to process which way he should go as he reached the top. He made his way into the room and changed into a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt.
He was roasting but decided not to complain. He then, went all the way back down stairs and sunk down into his 'assigned' chair at the dinner table.
"Princess, you scared me half to death!" Niall cooed to Zoë.
"Your hair's wet, dada!" Zoë giggled.
"Daddy took a swim! But it was too cold for him," Hannah explained rubbing Niall's sweaty back.
"You hungry babe?"
"Yeah. Starving!"
Hannah laughed and handed Niall the bowl of mashed potatoes for him to dish out on both his and Zoë's plates. Zoë immediately dug in, happily. She was flinging her mashed potatoes everywhere but it didn't really matter because she was adorable anyways.
Niall, as expected, caught a nasty cold. His fever was high and he sneezed and coughed about a thousand times. But at least he had Zoë and Hannah to take care of him. Zoë even brought him breakfast in bed one day. The cold didn't really worry Hannah considering Niall was still eating like a champ.
"Hannahhhh.... I'm wasting away to nooooothiiiiing!" He moaned, referencing to that fact that he hadn't had food in the past half hour.
"Baby! Quit moving, I'm trying to take your temperature," Hannah demanded.
Niall sneezed quietly and moaned as his throat died inside. Yup. It died.
"Bwess you daddy!" Zoë picked up a tissue and toddled over to Niall.
"Thank ya, Princess."
"You still have a slight fever but I recommend the only mediation available. Family cuddles!" Hannah jumped on Niall, lightly.
"Fwamwy cuddles!" Zoë hugged Niall.
"Thanks you guys."
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I really hope you like this Banana :)))) and I hope you feel better!!!! This is a bit of a short one but... I still like it. And if you didn't know, I don't post things if they aren't up to meh standards. School has also been pretty hard on us considering its close to the end. How are you guys today? Huh? Huh? Huhuhuhuh?!?!?! Ok I'll staph!
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