It's not really fun; not having a father there for you. And having a mum who is always saddened at the thought of him. I hate my father, I don't care if I never met him. But I hate him. He left my mother because he was scared of me. Of me being born, of what would happen if the 'press' found out about me. I think he is an idiot. Stupid. I hate the fact that he left my mum because he was afraid. Wimp. It's been 16 years since he left her, and she still loves him. It hurts honestly. Watching my mum looking through her high school yearbook with pictures of him, tears at the corner of her eyes. Out of all people, she fell for a popstar who was worried about REPUTATION, not the fact that mum lost her family because of HIM. He is an idiot for leaving my mother, and one day I want to go up to his door and slap his face and tell him what a big mistake he made. That he IS the mistake that my mother had to make.
Niall Horan is my father and I swear one day that I will want revenge for what sorrow he brought my mother.
And yet their story is so..wonderful.
They met at a store, aisle 9, In the aisle of chocolates.
Fighting over nutella, my favorite. Strange love story beginning; and to believe my mother fell for that self centered dud. But I still loved her and his love story.
It's not every day you fall in love in a food aisle,
In the aisle of chocolates.
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In the aisle of Chocolates
FanfictionValerie Horan hates her father, the Niall Horan. He didn't want to ruin his reputation so he left Calli, Valerie's mum. Valerie feels that Niall should pay for what he did to her mum, but when she tries to plan revenge on him, everything backfires a...
