Niall Horan Child Preferences Book 2

#135 He's a single father and your childs life is in danger

(You died giving birth to your daughter)

Niall's POV

"Mum! Please come quick! It's Aaliyah! We were in a crash" I pleaded to my mum over the phone, letting the tears fall.
"I'll be there with you in a minute baby" she said ending the call.

I sat in the waiting room, crying my eyes out .my elbows rested on my knees and my face buried in my hands. Just waiting for any news on my 3 year old daughter.

We had an amazing day together, we went to my mums in the morning and in the afternoon we went to the park and the ice cream parlour. She loved it. But on the way home we were hit by a drunk driver.
I had a few cuts and bruises but Aaliyah was far worse.

***flashback***

I looked back into the backseat after the crash.
I saw my daughter in her car seat covered in blood and cuts.
I quickly got her out the car.
I kneeled down with her laid in my lap as I called for help.

"C'mon princess, wake up! I can't lose you baby girl!" I cried.

As soon as the ambulance crew came they rushed her into the ambulance allowing me to go with her. But once we arrived the hospital and I tried to follow them they stopped me.

***end of flashback***

"Nialler" I heard my mum whisper. I looked up at her , my cheeks were tear stained and my eyes were red and puffy from the tears that were still falling.
"Oh baby" she said as she pulled me into her embrace.
"Is there any news?" She asked as she hugged me. I shook my head. "No" I said sadly.

"I can't lose her mum, she..she's all I have left" I said , my voice cracking.
"I can't go through losing another person I love"

"I'm sure she'll be fine, she's a Horan she's a fighter" my mum said.
"Hopefully" I muttered.
"Niall look at me" she told me. I looked at my mum.
"I've never met a child as strong as your little girl,Niall. She is the strongest little girl I know and that is all down to you. You lost y/n but you ignored your emotions and focused on looking after your baby.
I know for a fact that my gorgeous granddaughter will make I and she will be thinking of you the whole time" she told me.

"Family of Aaliyah Grace Horan" a doctor said. My mum and I stood up and walked to him.
"Is she okay? Can we see her?" I asked frantically and worried.
"Please mr Horan,calm down. I can assure you your daughter is fine. She has had surgery on her stomach due to a small piece of metal stuck presumably from the car. She does have quite a few cuts and bruises so you must be careful when picking her up or handling her and she does have a concussion so you must keep an eye on her at all times throughout the next week or so" he explained and we nodded.
"If she does have any feelings of dizziness, or feeling lightheaded or if she complains of a headache , you must bring her back immediately if you don't the outcome may be fatal" he explained.
"So when is she being released and can we see her?" I asked.
"Yes you can see her and because it is 11pm, we will keep her in for the night to monitor her concussion and she will be discharged at 10am tomorrow" he said .

***

"Daddy! Grandma!" Aaliyah said as she saw me and my mum enter the hospital room.
She tried to sit up. "Ouch!" She cried.
I sat next to her and my mum sat on the other side of the bed.
"Careful baby" I told her.

"Grandma, I missed you!" Aaliyah said. "I missed you too baby, I'm so happy you're okay me and your daddy where very worried" my mum said to her.

"Daddy" Aaliyah mumbled.
"Yeah princess?" I asked.
"Cuddle" she muttered and I smiled.

I got into the small hospital bed with her and lifted her up into my lap being careful of her bruises and the wires.

I sat up on the bed with Aaliyah in my lap leaned against my chest.
I stared at the wall thinking about y/n.

It was hard to celebrate Aaliyah's birthday the day y/n was taken away from me. But I can't ignore her birthday , so we celebrate Aaliyah's birthday and then Aaliyah and I go to visit y/n's grave.
I thought about what would've happened if I lost Aaliyah too.

I didn't notice the tears rolling down my cheeks until Aaliyah spoke.

"Daddy" Aaliyah said pulling me out of my trance.
"Yeah baby?" I asked.
"Why are you crying daddy?" She asked.
"Just thinking about mummy that all" I admitted and she nodded wrapping her arms around me.
I smiled down at me.

My mum reached over and wiped the tears falling from my eyes.
I looked at her.
"Please stop crying Ni, I hate seeing you upset" she said.