Niall Horan Child Preferences 3

#143 Arguments

"I do nothing!? Who looks after OUR children! Who cooks for 6 people every day! Why cleans your damn mansion!" I screamed at Niall.
"Well if it wasn't for me you wouldn't live like this! So shut the fuck up and stop acting like you do everything!" Niall yelled, the vein popping out of his neck.
"I do a lot more than you! What do you do? Hmm? Go to a studio, hang out with friends and sing? While I'm here raising your children and cleaning your house!" I shouted.
"Fuck you y/n! I honestly don't know why I married you of all people! I can't wait to get a fucking divorce!" Niall screamed.

"Stop it!" Our eldest child, 14 year old Ethan yelled.

Our heads snapped towards our 4 children stood in the doorway, 14 year old Ethan, 9 year old Luke, 3 year old Aaliyah and 6 month old Amelia who was being held by Ethan.

"Just stop arguing!" He begged.
"Can't you see how much affecting us?" He asked gesturing to a terrified Luke and a sobbing Aaliyah.

"You aren't seriously thinking of a divorce? Tearing our family apart? You want Aaliyah and Amelia to grow up living in two houses?" He said.

"Now apologise! It's clear you love each other so apologise" he said.

"I'm sorry" Niall whispered looking at me.
"I'm sorry too" I said hugging him.
"I love you" He said.
"I love you too" I replied and kissed his lips.

We stopped our hug and Niall bent down to Aaliyah's height and brought her into his arms.

"Stop crying princess, mummy and me are fine and won't argue again" he said.
"But you will!" She cried.
Niall picked her up.
"We won't I promise" he said and placed her on the sofa.

"Dad, you coming to my football game tomorrow?" Luke asked.
"Wouldn't miss it for the world buddy"Niall said ruffling his hair.

Niall's POV

"Can I talk to you?" I asked my oldest child.
Ethan nodded and followed me into the hallway.

"Your mum and I are lucky to have you, you know? You are an amazing brother to Luke, Aaliyah and Amelia and you are such a nice and caring lad.
I am so proud of the young man you are" I said.
Ethan smiled turning a little red.

"Are you too old to hug your dad?" I asked.
"Course not!" He said and hugged me.