Niall Horan Child Preferences 3

#80 Single father to daughters

Niall's POV

"Amelia, please stop this princess" I pleaded to my 3 year old crying daughter . She didn't want to get dressed for the interview, she wanted her mummy. Y/n passed away just over a year ago when giving birth to our youngest daughter, Isabelle. There were complications which resulted in y/n's death and some problems with Isabelle but she's completely healthy now.
"I want mummy" she cried.
I truly felt sympathy for my little girl. I lost my wife but they lost their mum.

I picked her up off the floor and placed her on the sofa were 5 year old Aaliyah and 1 year old Isabelle were sat.
Aaliyah and Isabelle were dressed, it was just Amelia that wasn't.

Aaliyah was wearing black jeans with a white blouse and white converse, and Isabelle was wearing a little pink dress with some pink shoes and white tights.

"C'mon baby girl, I know you miss mummy, I do too but can you be good for daddy, please?" I asked holding her to my chest.
She sniffles and nodded.
"I sorry daddy" she mumbled.
"It's okay baby" I said placing her in the sofa.
"Pull up? Or knickers?" I asked.
She was potty trained but she sleeps in pull ups and sometimes has them during the day depending on what we are doing since she has accidents sometimes.
"Pull up" she whispered and i nodded.

I got her changed into some black leggings and a pink and white stripy t shirt with her little pink converse.

"Let's go then" I said picking Isabelle up and holding her on my hip.

We walked out the house and I locked the door behind us.
I put Isabelle in her car seat and strapped her in before doing the same with Aaliyah and Amelia.

We are going to go own the Jonathon Ross show, the boys are going to be there to support us but they'll probably be staying backstage.

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"Next we have a lovely little family, please welcome, Niall, Aaliyah, Amelia and Isabelle Horan!" Jonathon said.

We walked out on stage, Isabelle in my arms.

Aaliyah and Amelia climbed on the sofa and I sat in between them with Isabelle on my lap.
"So you're here to talk  about something that a few people may face sometime on their life"Jonathon said and I nodded.
"Please explain, take as long as you want"  he said.

"Well last year I sadly lost my beautiful wife, y/n. She passed away giving birth to our youngest daughter, due to complications" I explained a tear escaping my eyes.
"Don't cry daddy! Mummy's happy in heaven!" Aaliyah said.
I smiled slightly and Amelia reached he small hand up to my face and wiped my tears. The crowd awed at my daughters' actions.

"So What is it like being a single father, to 3 young children, that are all girls?" Jonathon asked.
"Well it's hard obviously since there all young. But, they're all good kids, Aaliyah likes to help out with Isabelle and Amelia only refuses to get dressed sometimes" I said tucking Amelia slightly.
"Daddy stop!" She giggled.

"So out of the 3 girls, who's loud, who's quiet?" He asked.
"Aaliyah is definitely the quietest of them. If I introduce her to someone new, say a meme we Of our tour crew, she'll be quiet around them until she gets to know them and then she'll be loud. Amelia's just loud and I'm sure she loves her own voice and I'm not really sure about Isabelle, I think she'll be loud when she needs to be and quiet when she needs to be" i explained.

"So how old are they?" He asked.
"Aaliyah is 5" I said gesturing to Aaliyah.
"Amelia is 3" I said gesturing to Amelia.
"And Isabelle is 1" I said gesturing to the sleeping baby on my lap.