What If I'm Not Good Enough

"What if I'm not good enough daddy? What if they hate me?" A 10 year old me asked my father while we were waiting for my newborn twin siblings to be bathed in the room next door. "Oh Liz." He said stroking my hair softly. "You'll always be good enough. Ignore the people who say you can't. And no one can ever hate you LizaBear." I leaned in and gave him a big hug and a kiss on the cheek. "I love you Daddy. Forever and ever." I whispered quietly into his ear. "I love you too Liz. Forever and ever." And that's the night my whole life changed. I knew I was worth it. I was strong. And all thanks to my daddy. My name is Eliza. Actually my name is Elizabeth. Izzy. Iz. Liza. Lizzy. Call me whatever you want just do not call me Liz. That's what father used to call me, before he left. He didn't run away. He was taken. He's an angle now though. But best of all. He's OUR angle. He watches over Maddie and Jansen and Mom and Avielle and I. That's my family. Maddie is 12 and thinks she knows everything. Jansen is 9 and he thinks he knows everything. And, Avielle is 9 and she thinks she knows everything. Avielle and Jansen are twins. Annoying twins if I do say so myself. So basically I live with a bunch of know-it-alls. Anyway. I'm nineteen and welcome to my life. ***ATTENTION*** This WILL be a One Direction fanfiction. Thy guys just won't come up for a couple chapters. Okay? Enjoy! -Lillie