Just Trying to Keep Up {Niall Horan Fan Fic}

Chapter 1 {My Life as it Is}

Chapter 1 {My Life as it is}

5 years later....

*beep beep beep*

I slam my hand down on the snooze button. I sit up and wipe the crap out of my eyes. I look over to the clock and see that it's 7:50. Crap.

"EMMA CLAIRE! GET UP!" I yell as I hop out of bed. I run down the hallway to Emma Claire's room to wake her up.

"Emma Claire, you gotta get up!" I say to her as I softly shake her awake.

"Mommmyyyyyy, I don't wanna go to schoooooooooool." she whines, as she digs her head into her pillow.

"You mean you don't want to go to kindergarden?" I ask her sitting at the end of her bed.

"Noooooooooooo." she says into her pillow.

"Well... I guess the tickle monster might just make you." I say tauntingly. She lifts up her face and looks at me with her mouth forming a huge "O".

"NOOOOOOO!" she screams as she gets out of bed and runs down the hallway. "NOOOOO NOT THE TICKLE MONSTER MOMMY!!"

I jump off her bed and chase her down the hallway.

"Ohhh I'm going to get ya!" I say while chaisng after her. She looks behind her and sees me.

"Nooo!" she giggles. I pick up her up and tickle her tummy.

"Mooooommmyyy," she giggles "Stop it!"

I laugh with her as I finish tickling her. I give her two rasberries on the tummy then set her down.

"Okay sweetie, fun is over. You need to go get dressed for school. What do you want for breakfast?" I ask her.

"Cinnamon toast, please." she says and then goes to her room to get dressed. I go into the kitchen and get out the bread, butter, cinnamon, and the frying pan. I put the frying pan on the stove top and put a glob of butter into the pan. I let the butter melt and then put on the bread, and sprinkle some cinnamon. As the toast cooks I flop it of the pan and put onto a plate. I then see Emma Claire come into the kitchen wearing the outfit I picked out for her last night.

"Mommy can you do my hair for me please?" she asks.

"Yes, sweetie." I say as I get out the strawberries and put them on her plate. I bring the plate over to her say "Voila!"

"Thank you Mommy!" Emma Claire says then starts eating her toast.

I walk down the hallway into her bathroom and get her hair brush and her bow. I walk back into the kitchen and see the Emma Claire got pink strawberry stains all over her outfit.

"Ohhhh... Emma Claire. You made a mess." I say and put down her brush and bow. I get a wet napkin and wipe off her face and the stains.

"I know, Im sorry Mommy." she says.

"It's fine, honey." I say and then throw away the napkin.

"Okay, sweetie you need to change, come with Mommy." I say lifting her up out of her chair.

"Aww, I really liked this dress Mommy." she says with a pouty face.

"I know, me too." We go into her room and I get out her pink and black striped leggings and her pink turtle tank top.

"Okay, put this on." I help her take off her dress and then put on her new outfit. I then set her on her bed and then put her hair up into a ponyatil and find a bow in her room to put her ponytail in.

"There we go! There's my beautiful little girl." She smiles and then I hug her. My little Emma Claire is the daughter of Niall Horan. She has my dark brown hair, and tiny nose, but her dad's beautiful blue eyes and his nice pink lips.

"I love you sweetie." I say and kiss her forehead."I love you too Mommy." and she then kisses my nose.

"Go brush your teeth and I'll go get your bookbag and change. I go into my room and brush my teeth and change into some jeans and tight navy blue shirt. I pull on some socks and my balck boots. I get Emma Claire's bookbag and go back into her room.

"Are you ready for school?" I ask. She's looking out her window watching all the other families getting ready to haed out for school.

"Hey Mommy..." she says softly.

"Yes?"

"Why don't I have a normal family?" she asks looking at me with her deep, sad blue eyes.

"What do you mean?" I ask picking her up and sitting her on her bed.

"Why don't I have a daddy? " she asks messing with the turtle on her shirt. I take a deep breath and then look into her little blue eyes.

"You do, sweetie. He just... I don't know..." I say starting to think about the day in the park. I keep back the tears in my eyes hoping Emma Claire wouldn't see me like this. And she didn't.

"Mommy, let's go." she says and hops off the bed and drags me down the hallway. I finally pick her up and walk her down to school.