1D) Adopted by Niall Horan *Under Major Editing

Ch. 4 Daddy Horan

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Niall's POV

I woke up that morning bright and early to wake up Ellie. I walked to her room quietly. "Hey, love," I said, petting her hair. "Hi, Niall," she said in her sweet voice. "What would you like for breakfast?" I asked. "Toast and butter would be fine, thank you," she told me. I picked her up and toom her downstairs.

I put some bread in the toaster as I poured myself a cup of coffee. "Hey, Niall," she said to me. "Yes, babe," I questioned. "I really don't feel good," she told me. Oh shit. I felt myself calling Liam in the future. "So that cancels the toast," I said, popping it out and dumping the toaster into the garbage. She got up and ran to the bathroom. Shit.

She came back and sat on the couch a few minutes later. I brought the garbage over to her and a bag of pretzels. "This will make you feel a little better, hopfully," I told her. "Thank you, Ni," she said as she slowly bit into a pretzel, only to throw it up a few minutes later. "I'm sorry, love," I told her. She started shivering like crazy and refused to cover up. "I'm so hot," she whined. I picked up the phone, and instead of dialing Liam's number, I dialed 999.

"This is 999," the woman said, "How can we help you?" "My daughter is hot, but she is shivering and she can't keep any food or even water." "We'll send an ambulance to your location immediatly," she said, "Would you like me to stay on the phone?" "No," I replied, "Its okay." I could hear the ambulance coming down the street.

The men came right in and put her on a stretcher. I ran after her and hopped into the ambulance. She breathed heavily the whole way there. "You'll be okay," I assured her, "I promise." "I trust you," she said, smiling lightly. They took her away from me when we got there.

I sat in the waiting room and called Harry first. "Oh, lord Harry," I said, "Ellie got real sick and she's in the hospital. Come quick." He didn't even respond.

I fell into his arms as soon as he got there. "Harry," I said, "I don't know what I will do without her!" "Nothing," he said, "Ellie is a fighter. She'll be okay, just you wait." A nurse came out and walked over to us. "I am such a bad parent,' he whispered, "Louis was right."

"The fault of her sickness isn't yours," she said, "One of her previous adopters slashed something against her stomach, causing a harmful cut. We figured that we would show you her previous injuries since she is asleep." We nodded as we walked into the room.

It was worse than I expected. She had scars going up her thighs and a huge mark on the stomach from some kind of a whip. The thought of my little baby being hit by a whip and crying pained me so much that I started crying. Katie burst in as I started crying. "Oh, babe," she said, "I'm so sorry. And Ellie, my little baby!" She started crying as Harry rolled his eyes. Ellie woke up a few minutes later.

"Harry? Niall?" she asked. "Yes, love," I assured her, "We're here." She smiled. "I love you, daddy," she said. Daddy. "I love you to, Ellie," I told her, giving her a light hug and walking back over to Harry.

"You can bring her home, now," the doctor said. "Okay," I said, "I will." I picked her up and walked by Harry. "Daddy Horan," he said. "Yeah," I said, "I'm officially a daddy."