1D) Adopted by Niall Horan *Under Major Editing

Ch. 26 Niall Speaks Out

Niall's POV

I started to lose my hope at the beggining of September. Six months of pain. Six months of torture. Six month of heartache. Six months of Ellie being gone.

I picked up my phone and called Liam. "Hey, lad," he said. "Hi," I said, my voice cracking. "How are you?" he asked. "Alright, I guess," I said. Zayn finally let me go to last month. "Someone called for an interview with you, and I think that it is about time for you to let it all out," he said. I sighed. It seemed too soon, but it was probably for the best. Maybe someone would see it that knew where Ellie or atleast the remains of Ellie were.

"Good," Liam said, "I knew that you would come around, lad." I smiled at his enthusiasm. "I suppose that I'm just slightly moving on," I said, "Though I will never fully forgive myself until I have her back." Liam sighed. "We'll just wait," he said. "Bye," I breathed. "See you then," he replied. I set down the phone and leaned back on the couch.

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(3 weeks later)

Ellie's POV

The tv flashed on at eleven o'clock at night. I woke right up and looked at it to see a man with Niall. "We are here with Niall tonight for one of our sadder interviews. I know that you like more upbeat things for late night interviews, but you all asked for it," the host said. The audience clapped and Niall smiled wide. Did he not even care anymore? Did he give up on me?

"So, Niall, what has it been like for you to lose your daughter?" the host asked. He sighed and hesitated to answer. "Well, I really don't know how to explain it," he said, "It is like every day Ellie seems farther and farther away and so do I. My heart is with her, where ever she is. Sometimes, I feel like I should just give up, and sometimes I feel like she is dead. However, I always find something that makes me believe that she has to he alive. S-She just has too." I looked at his torn up face. He missed me. He actually missed me.

"What do you miss most about Ellie?" he asked. Niall thought for a moment. "Well, I miss everything. I miss her face. I miss her guitar playing. I miss her ability to make a beatiful melody out of any chords thrown at her. I miss the was her hair looks when she brushes it out and doesn't do anything to it, it is almost perfectly straight. I miss her little fingers in mine as we walked into Nandos. I miss eating and having her complement whatever I cooked, even when it wasn't that good. I miss the way she sleeps at night so peacefully. I miss the way she screams when I take her by surprise."

"But the thing I miss most of all are things like her smile and her laughter. I miss her ability to make everyone around her smile too because she is so damn cute. I miss the way she hugged and kissed me for no reason, just because she loved me and wanted me to know it. I love the way that she woke me up in the morning because the first thing that I got to see was her smile. I miss her cute little face. I miss her sense of humor. In my mind, those kind of things will never die."

"Why do you think that someone would kidnap Ellie?" the host asked. Niall got very mad. "I really have no fucking clue why anyone in the right mind would take her," he said. "Ellie is literally the most sweet, kind, unique girl that I have ever met in my life. She wouldn't hurt a fly. Why someone would take her and hurt her is beyond me, especially if they know all of the shit that she has been through. I'm sorry about my language, but seriously, its a fucking load of shit. Some arsehole took my baby away for no reason!"

Yeah, I got that a lot from him. Niall always believed that I was the most angelic thing that ever set foot on earth, for reasons that I don't understand. I always thought that he was perfect, but I never knew that he felt so strongly about me to swear, and drop the f bomb, in front of an audience of all ages

"Tell me, how is Ellie different than other girls?" the host asked. Niall laughed. "I could go one forever about that," he said. "Some reasons are more obvious than others. First of all, she is the only child of any member of one direction and she has gone theough more than most child at a very young age. Less obvious, just about everything about her. Like her face, her fingers, her eyes, her sense of humor, the way that her eyes light up when I say her name, and the way that she talks. I could listen to an audio recording of her voice for days and never get bored of the sweet, beautiful tone of it."

"What is your life like without Ellie?" he asked. "Well," Niall said, "There isn't much to it. I pretty much walk out of bed, and sometimes I don't even do that. I can barely get out without my little girl. I wish that I could just hold her in my arms one more time. I swear that I would t-take advantage of it." Tear began streaming down his face. He wan't me back. "I-I'm sorry you guys, I really am," he said, "But I miss her so much and she is hard to live without."

I wanted him too. "N-Niall I'm s-so sorry for a-almost losing h-hope," I studered out as I began to cry. "I'll never do it again! I love you s-so m-m-much!" I wanted to see him so badly. Tv just wasn't enough.

They answered a few more questions that I could barely hear over my crying. I didn't need them. I needed my Niall and he needed me, that was all that mattered.

The tv shut off, and I was only crying happy tears after that. He wanted me, and I almost failed to believe in him. He still couldn't stand being without me.

Oh wait, he couldn't stand being without me!

Crap crap crap crap crap. I needed to get back to him before he did something that the world would disapprove and he, well, he wouldn't be there to judge it. I couldn't let Niall kill himself.

I ran up to the top of the stairs and tried to unlock the door. It was no use, locked tight in two ways. I ran back downstairs and prayed that he would get drunk and forget to lock the door so that I could escape. I was sick of being locked downstairs. It would be risky, but I had to plan.

I sat down and thought long and hard about what I was to do. I planned the whole thing in my head, but it wasn't fooproof. I had to think more, something that could get me out alive, or atleast alive long enough to be with Niall for a few minutes to tell him that he was worth more than he would ever know to me and that I would watch over him. And to stay alive because he had so much more to accomplish.

There had to be a way, but how?

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