Today is the day that I tell my dads that I'm dating Niall. They might be happy, MIGHT. But, really I think they're going to kill me. Or possible Niall. "Y/n, princess you have to calm down." Niall said and I raised an eyebrow. "Ca-calm down?! Niall I'm about to tell my dads, who are your band mates that I'm dating you! They're going to kill us! Oh my god, get me a bag!" I said. "Why are you going to be sick?!" "No, I can't breathe!" I said and grabbed the brown bag from him breathing into it. "Y/n? Y/n! What's wrong?!" My dad Harry asked me in panic. "Niall get Louis!" Harry said. "LOUIS, HARRY WANTS YOU!" Niall yelled still standing next to me and my dad. "I could've done that." Harry said. "Why didn't you?" Niall asked as I was still breathing into the bag. "What?" Louis asked but gasped once he saw me. "Y/n, what's wrong?!" He asked. "Niall, what's wrong with her?" Harry asked. "She's panicking because she's scared to tell you that we're dating." Niall said simply and I took the bag away from my mouth, relief that someone finally said it. "So you mean to tell me, that my daughter was basically having a panic attack because she was scared to tell us that she was dating you?" Louis asked and Niall nodded. "Oh, well ok." Harry said and I raised an eyebrow. "You're not mad?" I asked and he shook his head. "No, I'm happy for you. As long as YOU!" Harry said pointing at Niall. "Don't hurt her or I swear to god, Louis will eat you alive." And Louis raised an eyebrow. "Last time I checked, love I'm not a cannibal!" Louis said folding his arms. "I will never dream to hurt her. I love her too much." He said and kissed my cheek. "Ok, have fun." Harry said and he and Louis left the kitchen. Niall smiled and pulled me into a kiss. "NOT THAT MUCH FUN!" Harry yelled and Niall jumped away. "Watching you, I don't want grandkids until you're 24." "Dad, I'm 24 in a week." "Touché."
