Niall Horan Child Preferences 3

#92 Child Protection

Me, Niall, 3 year old Aaliyah and 8 month old Amelia were sat on the floor playing with all the toys the kids have.

"I'll go make her a bottle" Niall said picking Amelia up.

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Niall's POV

As I walked into the kitchen I heard a knock on the door which confused me.
I answered the door and was met with a man.

"Hello? How can I help you?" I asked confused.
"Mr Horan, I am Mr Smith from the child protection agency. You have had allegations made against you by a neighbour who has reported children screaming a lot" he explained .
"W-what?" I choked out readjusting Amelia on my hip.

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Aaliyah carries on playing with her toys while y/n and I sat down on the sofa across from Mr Smith. I had Amelia on my lap.

"So your neighbour has made allegations saying that you abuse your children as they hear screams every night" He said.

"You don't actually believe that do you?" I asked.
"The neighbours hate us! Of course they'd make up this!" Y/n said angrily.
"There's no evidence of false allegations" he said calmly.
"No evidence! Do you see one bruise or cut on my children's arms! I would never and I have never hit any of my little girls!" I spat.

"What is that plaster for Mr and Mrs Horan" the man said with a smirk pointing at Aaliyah's arm which had a round plaster on it.
"She had her vaccinations if you must know" I said.
"And your proof is? How could I know you haven't injected her?" He asked.
Y/n had gone into the kitchen to get the letter.
"Do I look like I take drugs? And what messed up person would inject drugs into their child!?" I asked angrily.
"There you go!" Y/n said giving him the vaccination letter.

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"Now, about this screaming. Do you hit your children on a daily basis?" He asked.
"Not at all , the only time we do hit them is when we slap their hand lightly when they do something naughty. Just like when we swear we let them slap our hand" y/n said.
"And do react with screaming?" He asked.
"No" I said.

"Why do we have allegations of screaming then?" he asked.
"At around 7pm we bath the kids, and Aaliyah hates bath times so she often has tantrums which lead to her screaming and crying" I said.

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The man from child protection had just left and the girls were on the floor playing while y/n and I were in the hallway where we could have privacy but still keep an eye on the kids.

I was pacing around the hallway, running my hands through my hair in anger.
"Why would they do that! Stupid stuck up cunts! Fuck this! I'm not letting them get away with this! Saying that We put our daughters in danger!" I spat angrily .

"Niall, babe" y/n said placing her hand on my arm.
"Calm down" She said softly.
"Calm down? We could've had our girls taken from us! How are you not angry or upset about this!" I said.
"Nialler, I am upset and I am angry I just don't want to do anything back to them because if we do this will happen again and it may not have the same outcome. We've done nothing wrong but we have neighbours that are stuck up and think they're better than the queen so everyone believes what they say. But I know, you know and all our family knows that the girls are perfectly fine, we don't do anything to hurt them, they are happy and healthy and that's all that matters, who cares what anyone else thinks" she said.

I relaxed.
"I'm sorry for getting angry" I said and hugged her.
"I-I was just so scared , I thought the girls would actually be taken away from us, that man was so against us" I admitted.
"I know, I was scared too but I think we've done a good job in raising Aaliyah and Amelia , they're both happy" she said and we pulled away from the hug. I pecked her lips and we went back into the living room.

"Hello my little princesses!" I said and picked Aaliyah up holding her on my hip.
"Daddy who was that man? he was being mean to you and Mummy" she said.
"He was just a bad man princess, he won't be coming again" I told her and she nodded.
"Can I do your hair daddy?" She asked.
"Course Baby, Should we go get all my hair gels?" I asked and she nodded.

I walked upstairs with her and went into the bathroom.
I put her down on the floor and opened the draw with all of the hair products, brushes and combs in.

"Take your pick sweetie" I said and she crouched down.
She got out a comb, hair spray and some wax and some hair gel.
"Done! Now up?" She said and I chuckled picking her up.