One Direction...All Dads? Series

Chapter 4.

I woke up slolwy, my eyes drifting open, and then searching around the barn for a glimpse of Niall.

"Niall?" I asked, rubbing my eyes. What happened to the 'I'll always be with you' thing he told me. was it just a lie?

I got up, swiping sharks of golden hay off of my pants, and staggered over to the center of the barn, squinting, and trying to look for Niall, even in the dark, gloomy light.

I went looking around the barn, also exploring. Then, when i was inspecting a corner in the barn, i heard a loud creak, and the barn doors swung open, seeping sunlight into the barn, changing it from a cold dark place to a warm, sunny and bright area in just seconds.

I crashed on the ground, stomach down. Urghh.

Oh no! What if it is Niall's dad, mom, sibling, or even my parents. That would be horrifying. Imagine a man walking into a barn, and then finding a random girl laying there. What am i going to  do?

"Hi. Your son, Niall brought me here because i have abusive parents. I sleep there, and Niall is probably my boyfriend. But i'm really not sure."

I thought of the sentence in my head, and started sweating crazily. Now, how am i going to escape?

"Hello?" The voice asked. I didn't dare to peek at the person.

Automatically, my response was "Yes?" except i disguised my voice with a deep, broad one.

I clamped my mouth with my hands. What in the WORLD am i doing?!

"D-Dad?" The voice cracked.

Cracking. Puberty. Ahahahaha. This wasn't Niall's dad, mom, or whoever. It was Niall!

Before i came out, i decided to have some fun with it.

"Son. I saw you bringing that girl into the barn yesterday. Who was she?" I asked, deepening my voice again, trying to make it sound like his dad.

"Errr. What girl? Why were you in the barn? And why are we out of nuts in the kitchen?"

"Do you like her?" I asked, still deepening my voice

A silence, then a muffled mhm.

I laughed, and peeked at Niall. His adorable confused face.

I jumped out and tackled him, us both falling on the ground on the prickly hay, laughing our butts off.

Suddenly, the dark barn illuminated again, and the barn doors swung open.

I looked to my right, and so did Niall. There stood a tall man with brownish cut hair, and a red apron.

"Dad?" Niall asked.

The man sternly crossed his arms, at the sight of us on top of eachother.

Darn.