One Direction...All Dads? Series

Chapter 11.

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                                                      Juliet's POV:

"Niall Horan." I finally blurted out, shakily.

With trembling hands and quivering lips, i put the envelope down, and got a glass of water.

As i gulped it down, i thought about how Niall always managed to win. How was this even possible though? How is Niall Eli's dad? How?

I gagged a bit, and sat myself down, trying to calm down, with Eli's cries in the background.

"Niall? Horan? Why?" My speech slurred, as my eyesight blurred, and my head started to pulsate.

"What?" I asked finally as my head rammed against the hard floor, and my glass flew from my hands and broke into shatters.

                                                      Ellie's POV:

"And so the fans were so frenzied and crazed when they saw Harry, that they threw Nando's wrappers and empty water bottles at him!" Niall erupted in laughter, as i sighed.

Niall had waddled behind me all day. After school, he picked me up. When i "escaped" to the mall with Calli, he followed. When we ate lunch, he came with. When i went to the library to study, and to the grocery store to buy baby jarred food, Niall, of course, followed.

I rolled my eyes, but crunched up my toes in my mocassin boots, in sheer embarassment and curiosty of my next question.

"D-does Harry have any kids?" I was truthfully referring to maybe his MALE kid, that i could possibly date. Well, only if he looked like Harry.

"Yes he does. A girl, and a boy."

"HOW OLD ARE...err...i mean...how old are they?" I calmly asked in a fake, tranquil manner.

Niall chuckled. "I know what you're thinking, El."

I frowned at his nickname. "Ellie." I said.

He shrugged, and managed to cover up and explain. "They're both your age."

I did a little happy dance in my mind, but managed to calmly unlock the door.

I instantly walked into kaose. Eli, screaming and crying. Shattered glass, blood flowing freely from mom's wrist, and her limp body meekly on the ground.

Niall gasped and ran over to wailing Eli first, picked him up, and then rushed over to mom.

I could only merely cover my open mouth with my hands that just started to erupt into sweat from seeing mom in this state.

"WHAT HAPPENED?" I cried, running over to mom, who was shadowed by a crouching Niall by her side, and a wriggling and squirming Eli.

"I don't know! Call 911!" Niall said in a panickly tone.

I rushed over to the kitchen phone which was laying under an envelope.

I picked up the envelope, skimmed it and read the last sentence.

The father of Eli Jasper is Niall James Horan.

i could have stood there for decades, gasping, my mouth hanging wide open.