Niall Horan was a 22-year-old, hard working individual who wanted nothing more but to have a child to call his own. He would walk down the street and see proud mothers and fathers pushing their children, cooing to them and smiling smiles full of adoration. Niall wanted to feel just that.
When he turned 23, he almost gave up on that dream. That was until he met Isabella Faye. Isabella was also 23 and longed for the same thing. She wanted to feel pride as she held her child in her arms for the first time. They both fell in love instantly and soon after, they got married.
A year after they returned from their honeymoon, Niall decided that if he genuinely wanted to have a child, the best time to do that would be now.
"I was thinking Bella, I.. um.. I was wondering if you wanted to have a child?" He stammered, as if it was a question. Isabella remembered that day so vividly. That same day, she found out she was pregnant. Pregnant with Niall's child.
Once Niall found out this amazing discovery, he was overwhelmed and full of emotions. He couldn't contain himself. The next day at work he went around beaming with pride announcing his news.
The day came when the baby was to be born. Niall and Isabella held the child, tears streaming down their faces. Instantly they knew that he was going to be named Harry. Harry Edward Horan.
When Harry turned 3, Niall and Bella were forced to split. It was no ones fault but Niall's. Isabella left, leaving Niall and Harry alone. Although Niall always wanted a child, he never expected to be raising the child himself as a single father. At least Harry will never know the real reason to his parents divorce.
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This is the description for the story. Chapter one will be updated if I get enough good feedback. Votes and Comments are highly appreciated. Thanks.
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