Daddy Horan

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My parents were back home the next day. The house was spotless. There was no sight of red cups, pizza boxes, or unconscious bodies on the ground.

How did Michael do it? Pretend to be someone he wasn't?

I didn't want to get out of bed. My head was pounding. I just curled up into a little ball in the dark.

"Sweetie?" My mom knocked on the door.

"Yes?" I groaned.

"What's wrong? Can I come in?" Her voice full of concern.

"Yeah." I prepared myself for a bomb of questions.

"Wow. It's so dark in here." She switched the light on.

"Mom!" I quickly got under the covers.

She gasped, "Lana, you have a mess in here!"

"Mom." I groaned. Please just shut up...

"Okay, okay. Sorry." She sat on the edge of my bed. "What's wrong? You and Michael have headaches."

Stupid heavy drinks. What was it? Whiskey. I drank cups of it and I have no idea how I didn't pass out out the floor.

He brought me in here.

"Lana?"

"Oh. Michael made bought pizza last night. I don't think it did us well."

"Pizza?" My mother scoffed. "Lana-"

"Fine. Don't believe me." I smiled underneath the covers.

"Okay. Well, pizza, I'll ask Niall about that."

"Who?" I stood up.

"He came to check on you guys last night. Remember? Blonde. Irish." My mother sighed and bit her lip.

Sweat started to form on my forehead.

Niall. He was the one who kissed me. Who danced with me. Who said we'd see each other again.

"He's your dad's best friend, Lana. He works at the school."

My breath hitched.

-FLASHBACK- 

"Did you guys hear about the hot new teacher?" Danny slid next to us.

"Yes!" Amber squealed. "Mr.Horny."

"Horan." Danny chuckled. "Although he does make me-"

"Guys, please. I'm eating." I held my hand up and swallowed my food harshly.

"I can't believe you have him." Amber huffed.

" I do?" I looked at both of them confused. They nodded quickly.

"Mrs.Oats quit." Danny chuckled.

"Poor oatmeal. I'll miss her." Amber pouted. "But the hot new teacher cannot leave!"

-END OF FLASHBACK-

"He's coming over tonight for dinner, honey." My mom got up from the bed. "Clean your room and get dressed. Look your best!"

"O-Okay..."

She stepped over my clothes as she left the room

Oh my God. Niall Horan. The hot new teacher. I never saw him. I didn't go to school on Friday. I was supposed to meet him on Monday.

I didn't want to see him again. But I did. The way he kissed me. The way he spoke to me. Touched me.

"We'll see each other again, kitten."

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"Lana!" My mom yelled from downstairs.

He was here. I screamed inside while walking down. I heard laughs in the kitchen.

"So you're from Ireland?" Michael questioned.

"Uh yeah."

I entered the kitchen and he had his back turned.

"Pizza, was it?" Michael glared at me.

"Lana, nice of you to join us." My mother beamed.

He turned around and he smirked. "Hello, Lana."

The way he said my name made me feel weak.

"H-Hi." I felt my face grow hot.

"Lana, close your mouth." Michael joked. 

Niall chuckled. 

"Dinner will be ready soon." My mother announced. "Lana, take Niall to the living room."

"Why?" I didn't want to be alone with him anymore.

"Your father is there waiting for him." Mom raised an eyebrow.

"Right." I shook my head and started walking towards the living room.

"Kitten." Niall whispered. "Come here."

He pushed me against the wall.

"N-Niall-"

"Shh. Keep quiet." His pressed his lips on my neck.

"We can't be doing this. Get off of me." I tried pushing him away, but he was stronger than me. I don't think I was even trying.

"You like how this feels, Kitten?" He growled and squeezed my hips.

"Please. I don't want this to happen.You're my father's best friend." I pleaded.

"So?" He kept kissing my neck.

"Please." I moaned.

"Please what?" He chuckled.

I decided to keep quiet. I wasn't getting anywhere begging for him to stop.

He finally stopped and looked at me. "Kitten?" He cupped my face with his hands.

I didn't want this. He was old and creepy, and hot. But he was my dad's friend and my teacher.

I pushed him off of me. "I am not your 'Kitten'." I crossed my arms. "You're old. You shouldn't be doing this. The living room's around the corner." I huffed and walked away. I heard him chuckled deeply and his heavy footsteps behind me.

"Lana, don't lie. You like how I make you feel." He hugged me from behind. "Don't you?"

I stepped on his foot as hard as I could. He groaned and bent down.

"For the last time. Leave me alone." I quickly ran up the stairs and into my room. Would he kill me? I think he would. I didn't know anything about him. He was from Ireland, sure.That's about it. He could kill me in my sleep.

A few minutes later, my dad called me from downstairs.This was it. I had to woman up.

"Don't let him take advantage of you, Lana." I told myself. I sighed, and went downstairs. I saw everyone in the living room laughing at what Niall had said.  

"Oh look, who came to join us." My dad gave a small smile and got up to give me a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Hi daddy." I gave my dad a small hug. "Sorry I didn't come sooner, I was in the bathroom fixing myself."

"Yeah, right." Micheal laughed.  

My dad ignored his comment. "It's okay, darling. Lets just eat dinner now. We were just waiting for you to come down stairs." Everybody went into the kitchen. When I went to go follow them, I felt a strong grasp on my wrist. 

"I should be the one that you call Daddy." Niall growled into my ear. 

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