Daddy Direction (Liam Payne Fanfic)

Chapter Twelve

Chapter Twelve-

"Who are you?" Harry asked, obviously not expecting to see some teenage girl in front of him.

"I'm Mila Jacobson... you must be looking for Liam."

"Yeah," Louis said with a smile, not seeing anything to worry about, "is he here?"

"He's in the living room," I let them in and closed the door, "I'll show you where."

The boys followed me into the living area in an awkward silence. I cleared my throat and everyone looked up.

Roni gasped, "NIALL!" and jumped into his arms, leaving the little Irishman dumbfounded.

"Hey," he laughed after the initial shock, "what's your name?"

"Veronica, but everybody calls me Roni."

"How old are you?"

"Three, today's my birthday!"

"Today's my birthday too!" Louis screeched excitedly.

"Oh. Em. Gee! One Direction is here! All in the same room!" Lisa squealed, jumping up and down and waving her arms. Bitch.

"And you are?" Harry asked politely.

"Lisa Bunch! Oh I am like, your biggest fan!"

"Hi, Lisa," Zayn smiled and gave a little wave... she fainted. Bitch.

"So do you think she'll be okay?" Liam asked my mum after she hand checked her unconscious form for any signs of a concussion.

"She should be fine, Liam, should wake up soon," she gave him a small smile and we all turned tail back into the living room, leaving Lisa to rest by herself.

"Who's the broad?" Zayn asked once we all, excluding the parents, we're seated in the living room.

"Yeah... The way she acted you'd think it was a miracle we'd all be together in one room!" Harry chuckled.

"That's Lisa," Roni's small voice piped up from where she say, cuddled in Niall's lap, "she's a bitch."

"Veronica Leona Jacobson!" I shouted indignantly, "where on earth did you hear that?"

"Uh... You?" Liam ventured a guess as the boys watched with confused expressions, I'd forgotten they didn't know who I was.

"Shut up, Payne," I hissed, "Roni, go to your room."

"Mummy I'm sorry-"

"I'm not mad, you didn't know it was a bad word... Mummy just needs to talk to One Direction real quick and then you can come back out, alright?"

"Will Niall still be here when I get out?"

"Of course I will," Niall replied with a warm smile as she slid off his lap, "now listen to your mum." Roni nodded reluctantly and headed off to our bedroom, giving the boy band a free target for their questions.

"Wait... So, you're her mum?" Harry asked, pointing at the place Roni had just been, "aren't you a little... Young?"

"Harry, that's rude," Zayn scolded, "what he means to say is: what's your name?"

"Mila," I replied, shaking each of the boys hands in turn.

"Pretty name for a pretty girl," Zayn smiled and shook my hand, "how do you know our boy Liam?"

"Liam? I..." I caught his eye; he looked nervously at me and then at the floor. It was obvious that he thought I would tell them... It was also obvious that he didn't want me to. My first feeling was anger- what, he didn't want to acknowledge his daughter in front of his "buddies"? But then I got a hold of my teenager-ish emotions, remembering that I was no longer a child, and realized that the boys just weren't ready for something so huge to be thrust upon them like that.

"Liam and I went to high-school together," I said finally, "we were sort of friends."

Sort of friends? What the hell am I even talking about?

Liam seemed a little shocked himself, though he looked grateful for not telling them about Roni.

"'Sort of friends'?" he laughed, "don't be so modest, Mila!"

"Whatever do you mean?" I asked as if I didn't already know.

"Mila and I used to date back in high-school." he smirked.

"Wait..." Louis said slowly, "you're high-school-sweetheart-Mila?"

I nodded, unsure of what the hyphenated nickname entailed.

"Bloody hell!" Harry exclaimed, "we've heard a lot about you!"

"What?" I questioned-uncertain whether I should be angry or curious that Liam had spoken about me to his mates.

"Oh, yeah," Zayn nodded, "just that-" I saw him look at Liam out of the corner of his eye. The glare that he received was enough to shut him up. "You guys were really close."

"Yeah," Louis continued, "just said you were pretty nice."

I looked at the trio skeptically; they remained unwaveringly loyal to their fourth mate and band-member.

"Alright..." I wasn't sure how to continue.

"Boys!" Karen said suddenly as she walked in from the kitchen, "what a wonderful surprise!" She dried her hands on a dish towel and hugged each of the three boys.

"Hi, Mrs. Payne!" they chorused... Stupid boy band reflexes.

"So... What brings you here?"

"We decided we'd come and spend Christmas with our boy." Harry said.

"The holiday just wouldn't be the same without him!" Louis continued.

"I see," she smiled but soon pursed her lips in thought, "as long as it's okay with the Jacobson's?" She looked at me, searching for permission.

"Fine by me," I agreed, "I think we have some sleeping bags and blankets in the hall closet... You lot can sleep in the living area."

Besides, maybe they'll keep Liam's attention away from Lisa!

...did I really just think that?

Author's Note: I have so much to say but I have to be up early tomorrow morning. All I will say for now is that I'm sorry this is so late and do short. I love all of you guys for sticking with me through thick and thin- y'all are a blessing :-D