Niall Horan Child Preferences Book 2

#176 Your children are in a house fire

Your POV

"Are you sure you'll be okay?" I asked my 15 year old son for the fifty seventh time. Niall and I were going on a date tonight and we couldn't find anyone to look after the kids, but Ethan said he'd happily stay in tonight to look after the girls. Ethan was very independent so Niall and I trusted him and we will only be gone for two hours maximum.
"Yes!" Ethan said.
"Y/n, he's responsible, he and the girls will be fine!" Niall said handing Ethan our youngest child, 1 year old Isabelle.

"Okay, bye love" I said and kissed Ethan's cheek.
"Bye baby" I said kissing Isabelle's cheek.
"Bye, don't answer the door to anyone" Niall said and kissed Ethan and Isabelle's cheeks.
"I won't dad" Ethan said.
"Aaliyah!"Niall yelled up the stairs to our 5 year old daughter.
She came downstairs and we said goodbye to her and kissed her cheek.
"Make sure you all stay together , I want you all to be in the same room at all times" Niall told our two oldest.
"What about if we go to the bathroom?" Ethan asked a little disgusted.
"Obviously you'll go there on your own" Niall said.

****

Niall and I sat opposite each other in a restaurant. We had just finished our meal and we were just talking as we still had our drinks.
"I hope Isabelle's been okay for him" I said and Niall agreed.
"She doesn't cry much anyway, so I think she'll be fine for him, it's Aaliyah I'm worried about" he said taking a sip of his drink.
"I told him to not let her have any sweets because it's late and she will probably throw a tantrum" He added and I nodded.

"Should we go?" Niall asked and I nodded.
Niall paid for our meal and we left the restaurant hand in hand.

****

"Niall, who's house is that?" I asked painting to the house in the distance, we had just turned into our street and I saw a house on fire with ambulances and fire crew around.

As we got closer we realised it was our house.

Niall sped up and stopped outside the house.
We quickly got out the car and tears came to both of our eyes as we thought about what could've happened to our children, our pride and joy.

Two firefighters exited the house with our two daughters. They were both coughing.
"Where's Ethan! Where's my son!" Niall cried.
I sobbed thinking of what could've happened to my son.
"Check on the girls! Make sure they're okay" Niall told me.

Niall's POV.

I bolted towards the house.
"Sir! You can't go in there! It will collapse any moment!" A firefighter yelled.
"My son is in there!" I yelled running into the burning house.

I took my tie off and put it over my mouth and nose.
I made my way through the house .
"Ethan!" I yelled.
"Dad! I'm stuck!" I heard Ethan yell, followed by lots of coughing.
I ran through the burning house and towards the sound of my sons voice.
He was stuck under a plank of wood that had fallen.

I tried to move it and luckily did.
"Come on son, stay with me!" I cried as I picked  my son up and quickly got out of the house.

I ran outside, just as the house collapsed.
I rushed over to an ambulance with Ethan who was fazed and looked like he was going to pass out.

The nurses out him on a stretcher and into the ambulance. Y/n had already gone to the hospital with Aaliyah and Isabelle. The ambulance made it way to the hospital.
"I'm sorry dad, I put me, Aaliyah and Isabelle in danger" he coughed weakly.
"No you didn't bud, this isn't your fault. Please don't blame yourself, and stay with me, okay, keep talking" I said letting tears escape my eyes.

****

We arrived at hospital and I saw y/n holding Isabelle with Aaliyah next to her.
Ethan was immediately taking into a room and we had to wait .

I approached y/n, who was crying . Aaliyah was next to her and she was crying and so was Isabelle.
"Dadda!" Isabelle cried.
I took her from y/n, being careful of her burns that had been wrapped.
"Shh baby girl, you're okay" I whispered and rocked her as she slowly fell asleep and her crying died down.
I sat in between Aaliyah and y/n. Y/n took Isabelle from me.
"Is a okay?" I asked concerned about my daughter.
"Yeah both of them are, they've got a few burns but they've been treated and they may leave minimal scarring" she said and I nodded.

"Princess, talk to me, you're okay, don't cry" I whispered and she looked up at me.
"It was scary daddy, I c..couldn't breathe and I..I thought I was going to die" she sobbed.
I pulled her into my side and she cuddled up against me.
"You're okay now, that's all that matters and I'm sure Ethan will be okay too" I said reassuring us all, including myself.

The girls were both asleep, Aaliyah asleep against me and Isabelle asleep on y/n.

A doctor sat opposite us.
"It appears that your son has got extreme burns from the fire, specifically on his upper thighs, stomach and chest. The burns will cause scarring but they will be hardly visible in a few years. You can't see him right now since they are still making sure his lungs are healthy since he breathed in a lot of smoke but he will be okay, he should wake up in the next day" the doctor explained and I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Thank god he's okay" I said.
"We are never leaving them alone again, we will always plan in advance so a family member or one of the boys can have them" y/n said and I agreed.

****

"You may see him now" The Doctor said.
We stood up and walked to his room, Aaliyah was holding my hand and Y/n was holding Isabelle.

We sat down on the chairs in his hospital room.

"Daddy? Is Ethan okay?" Aaliyah asked.
"Yeah, he's okay princess" I told her.

****

"Mum, dad, I'm sorry for putting me, Aaliyah and Isabelle in danger" Ethan said as I gave him a glass of water as he has just woken up.
"It's not your fault Ethan" y/n told him.
He took a sip of water and then put the glass down.
"It is though! I tried to cook something for me and Aaliyah and I forgot about it" he said.
"Ethan it is not your fault, and you three are fine which is all me and your mum care about, I don't care about the house or anything inside it" I told him.
"But what about all your wedding photos? And your guitars, like the ones that are signed!" He said.
"Ethan, my children are far more important than any of that! Guitars can be replaced, houses can be replaced, the wedding photos , we have a whole book of the same ones at my mums, so they can be replaced but nothing can replace you, Aaliyah and Isabelle" I told him.