One Direction...All Dads? Series

Chapter 4.

Ellie's POV:

"Shot me out of the skyyy"

"You're my kryptonite..."

"I can never be bra-ave..."

"Cuz you've got that...one thing."

I hummed to myself as i studied algebra.

"Hunny?" I heard a knock on my door.

"Mhm?" I asked.

"Can i come in?"

"Yeah...er...one second...okay." I stopped playing the Up All Night track which was booming in my headphones.

She creaked the door open.

"W-what are you listening to?" She asked sitting on my bed.

"One Direction---One Thing." I smiled.

Silence.

"If only Niall had a son that i could date..."

She cleared her throat loudly and stood up suddenly.

"Er...ELLIE! MY MY! WE FORGOT ABOUT YOUR DENTIST APPOINTMENT!" She smiled at me frantically, shooing away the topic of One Direction.

"Thats in a week." I said checking over my calender.

She smiled crookedly...and nervously.

"Why are you always so sensitive, nervous and...weird when it comes to that topic?" I asked tousling my ruffled blond hair with dark brown highlights.

"Oh, i just don't want you to get distracted from your studies. I want you to be a doctor, just like your father..." She said standing up.

"I wish i could have met dad before he died."

"N-Andrew Baxter." She said.

"Why do you always say N...and then correct yourself and say Andrew?" I asked turning completely to her.

"My nickname for him was...Nah...Nah...Nandrew? Nandrew." She said.

I nodded raising my eyebrows. 

"Kay. I better get back to...studying." I said, indicating the fact i was "going" to study algebra, where really i opened up secret tabs and searched up random facts about One Direction, even though they were millions of years older then me, and listen to their music.

Juliet's POV:

After all of the lying, and fake crap about "Andrew Baxter", i think i'm going to tell her tonight about her real dad.

I took in a deep breath.

"Ellie. Come down for dinner in 10. I have something really important to tell you." I said.

She nodded. "Okay mom."

I left her room, and closed my eyes as i rested against her door, and slipped a tear.

"Keep it together Jules." I told myself, sniffed, and walked down to take the tray of hamburger helper out of the microwave.

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"What was it you were going to tell me mom?" Ellie asked stuffing a heaping spoon of hamburger helper cheesy and beefy macaroni in her mouth.

I cleared my throat with icy water.

"Ellie."

"That's my name." She smiled.

"You know how you're always asking why your last name is Jasper even though your father's name was Baxter?" I asked.

She nodded forcefully and put a forkful of salad in her mouth.

"Yesh" She said, dabbing her mouth with a napkin.

"Andrew Baxter was not your father."

Her eyes widened, and then she looked like she was shot with confusion.

"Then who is?" My baffled daughter murmured.

"Niall Horan." I said.