Throwback to my concert

"D-dad?" The words felt like acid in his stomach and and the feeling of falling came over him. It was like he didn't know how to breathe.

His father walked in like he still lived here. He didn't return Niall's greeting? He can only guess that's what you would call it. He was confused as to why he came back now, why would he come back?

"Dad, what are you doing here?" Niall asked a little more confident,with a slight hardness in his voice.

Bobby sighed, "I heard about your mother and thought I should see how you're doing."

"Why now?" There was a lump forming in his throat and tears were close to falling. He wasn't even looking at Niall.

"Niall I-"

"Look at me," he said as his father turned around. He hasn't changed much, maybe just a few grey hairs, but nothing bad.

"Niall, I've never met Angel and I've missed you so much. But I couldn't come back with your mother still here."

Rage took over him and all he could see was red, totally forgetting about Angel and Harry standing just a few metres away, when he let go.

"Where were you when I was being beaten every day while your wife was slutting around? Where were you when I was being forced to have sex with men twice my age to keep Angel safe. Where were you when I held a crying Angel at three in the morning because 'the banging on the wall' was making her ears hurt? Why was I doing your job dad? Why does Angel call me daddy and not you, huh? Because you left and I didn't you can't come back, not now."

Tears were streaming down his face and his chest was heaving and he probably looked like a tomato but that was the last of his worries.

He felt like a weight was lifted from his chest, the words he never got to say where out there. Bobby knew what Niall went through nowahe knows what Niall has endured these past couple of years.

He looked up to Bobby and saw the look of pure shock and distaste on his face. "I'm so sor-" before he could finish he heard the door open and two voices.

"Daddy," "Niall." Harry and Angel, how could he forget! Harry probably thinks he's a freak. Niall was stressing out too much, this was all getting too much.

"Dad, you're gonna have to leave." Bobby went to protest but just sighed and nodded the walked out of the house like the first time Niall thought.

Harry just stared at the red-faced Niall and felt massive pain in his chest, not believing what he heard, what he had to endure. He picked Angel up and cuddled her close as he walked closer to Niall who was just stood there making soundless cries. With the one hand he wasn't using to hold Angel with, he wrapped it around the broken boy and let him cry until he couldn't cry anymore. Angel didn't say a word. Even though she was two years old, she knew it wasn't the right time. Harry stayed holding Niall and all you could hear was the loud sobs escaping his mouth.
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Date written: 4/12/15
Edited by: narryit

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