11: Off I go..Sorry Mum.

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[A/N] The more votes this chapter will get, will make me write the next chapter on quickly. So if your reading, please vote for it. This chapter is a bit short. So, this is part 1. Thanks boo's. c:

Chapter 11: Off I go..Sorry Mum.

I unlocked the door letting Niall in, going back to spot sitting down. I zoned out and stared at the lights waiting for something to happen. Niall stands there staring at me, he finally decides to sit down next to me. "So, about those tickets. You want to get them?" Niall asks trying to break the silence out of the room. I nod my head slowly and lean my head in his chest. He wraps an around around me and patts my back in a circular motion. 

"Niall, what are we going to tell my Mum?" I was curious on what my Mum would say. We can't just say, 'Hey Mum, Niall and I are going to visit dad. See you in a week.". She would freeze and would refuse to talk to me. She would never forgive my dad. Especially, it's my Mum's birthday soon. He can't miss this one. 

"Tell her your staying with me for a week. Your Mum's pretty cool, she'll trust you." Niall whispers. I nod my head. I get up and help Niall up. I walk over to my Mum's room. I see her sleeping there peacefully, not making a sound. I grab a sticky note and place it on the door. 

"Shall we start to pack?" Niall nods and heads over to his house to order 2 tickets and to pack his suitcase as well. 

We were only going to stay there for a week. I grabbed everything I could out of my closet and added shoes and accessories. Why am I packing so much for one week? It's not like I'm moving or anything..

"Babe, you ready?" I nodded my head and we went to the airport. 

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We were walking to the waiting area. Our flight was scheduled in 10 minutes. Thank god, we got here in time. We found out that my dad was in San Angelo, Texas. Oh gosh, it's going to be so humid over there. Kind of like Australia, but worst. Great place for a tan. 

We walked into the airplane and went to our seats. There weren't as much people in the plane, so we were the only one's in the back. I looked on my iPhone and recieved many calls and texts from my Mum. I can't answer them right now. She's gonna probably get a plane ticket too and ruin everything. She misses my dad so much, she doesn't want to see him. 

"Niall, what do you think happened to him?" I asked. A lot of thoughts came in my head, I tried pushing them away, but more thoughts came. My head was going to explode.

"Ash, just relax. Take deep breaths. We'll be there in a few more hours." I did what I was told and tried to relax. I've never felt so much stress before. 

I fell asleep and I could imagine what my dad could look like. Was his hair black, brown, red, blonde? How about eye color, brown, green, light brown, grey, blue? What about skine tone! I took deep breaths again and settled in relaxing. 

"We're now in San Angelo, Texas. We will be coming down in a few moments." The flight attendance said. Joyness, happiness, and sadness were filled inside of me. Niall took my hand and we walked out the plane, into the security check. 

"A guy name Noah, will be here to pick us up." Niall said. I nod my head and grab my suitcase, walking outside waiting for 'Noah'. 

"Are you two, Niall and Ashley?" A voice behind us said. We looked behind and they greeted us. "I'm Noah, I'm a friend of your dad's. I'll get your luggage and you guys can get into the car." Noah added. We got in the leathered car. It was beautiful, clean, and had that wonderful leather smell. 

"Nice car." Niall says feeling the leather seats. I giggle at him and he glares at me, causing me to giggle again. 

"Thanks, so are you excited to see your dad?" Noah asks while driving off to the hospital. 

I laid my head on Niall's shoulder and nodded. "Aren't you guys brother and sister?" Noah asks with curiosity in his voice. 

"What? No, he's my boyfriend." I said. He nodded his head, while turning into the Hospital parking spot. I gulped and held Niall's hand while getting out.

"He's in room 6, floor 9. Good luck, Oh, don't forget to tell the nurse, that your visitors." Noah said while grabbing out a cigarrete. We nodded our heads and walked over to the elevator, pressing the number 9. 

Ding, Ding

We got to floor nine. We saw a beautiful, brown haired nurse in room 6. I tapped on her shoulder and said, "May, I see the pacient in room 6? I'm his daughter."

She nodded her head and guided me to room 6. "He's been asking for his wife lately." The Nurse added. My eyes widened. So he did care about us. 

"So, what happened to him?" I asked popping my head in the room, and popping it back out. The tv was on, and he was awake. 

"Well, he has cancer, and his right arm is in a cast, from the bomb when they attacked." Nurse said and pushed me inside. 

"T-Thank you." 

I looked inside and saw a man with brown hair, blonde streaks, blue eyes and had freckles. He was my dad. 

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