Daddy Direction ~Niam~

Chapter 12 "So right when it's so wrong"

~two weeks later~

~Niall's POV~

It’s been two weeks since we first performed in America. Two weeks since we convinced Bekah her mum is a “Queen”. Two weeks sing Liam’s phone call with Daniella. I understand Liam’s sad… I understand that its hard finding out your girlfriend got knocked up while you were gone after dating her for like two years. I understand how hard it is. But it’s been two weeks and Liam hasn’t spoken more than two words to anyone that isn’t my daughter. Since his phone call all he does is sit around a drink tea, stares at his phone. Bekah never leaves his side, they just sit there hugging and whispering, she won’t even tell me what they talk about. Most nights I hear Liam in his room crying, that’s the one thing I can’t understand, why does he still cry? Why does he cry himself to sleep every night over something he can’t change? Something he couldn’t have prevented even if he had been home? Why does he still cry?

I’ve tried talking to him, we all have, from Harry, to Zayn, Lou, even Paul and Alberto! (Two of our security guards) but the most he would give us is one worded answers or grunts. The only person he’ll talk to his Bekah, and never more than a whisper or a very quiet voice, like he’s sharing secrets he doesn’t want us to hear. I love Liam, but he is seriously starting to piss me off.

“Bekah come on, leave him alone. It’s nap time.” I said trying to convince my daughter to let go of her uncle.

“Noooo.” Bekah whined holding herself closer to Liam “I not tired daddy! I wanna stay with Li-Li!”

“No Bekah. C’mon. You’ve played with Uncle Liam all day. It’s time for a nap.” I said grabbing her arm, not tightly but enough to show her I’m serious. Bekah started to throw a fit and Liam gave me a look.

“She’s okay Niall… Let her stay, she’ll probably fall asleep soon...” Liam said and I sighed in frustration. I let go of Bekah and stomped off with a small growl. I was so sick of this!

Every time I try to get Bekah to do something she throws a fit and runs to Liam (if she wasn’t already attached to his side) or if I want to do something fun with her, just the two of us, she brings Liam into it. Last night I wanted to watch a movie with her, just to relax a bit and have a laugh, I let her choose the movie while I made popcorn. When I came back she was gone, when I found her she was waiting for me in Liam’s room with Toy Story set up on his TV. Liam apologized saying he was in the bathroom when Bekah set up the dvd, and when I tried to get her to move the movie back to our room she threw a fit and screamed she didn’t want to have movie time with me anymore and that she wanted to stay the night in Liam’s room with him. Of course I had to let her because if I didn’t she would have ended up locked in my room screaming and crying all night and I couldn’t handle that…

I slammed doors as I walked out of Liam’s room and into mine. I kicked the wall and threw myself onto the couch. I was more than pissed off, at Liam, at Dani, at everything. I was mad at Dani for causing all this, I was mad at Liam for taking all of this to hard (Yes, I know she cheated on him, but worse things could have happened!) I was just pissed off, and Bekah really wasn’t helping any.

The next day when I woke up, Bekah was still in Liam’s room. I went down to meet the lads for breakfast, not bothering to change or fix my hair or anything. I grabbed some breakfast and sat down in between Zayn and Louis.

“You look like crap Ni.” Louis states as I sit down.

“Good morning to you too Louis…” I grumbled as I played with my cereal.

“Someone’s in a bad mood.” Louis replied giving me a look.

“Yeah well you’d be in a mood too if you haven’t seen your daughter for more than five minutes in two weeks and your best friend refuses to talk to you.” I grumble, staring at my breakfast.