Niall's POV:

I'd finally left that wench's house, sadly without my beloved Espy. The foster mother had give me the adoption agency's information, with lot's of scorn and objections such as "Just because her hair's sort of pretty doesn't mean shit" and "please, she's not your daughter, even if you have the same last name. Her singing is terrible, how could she be related to you?" And finally "well come back soon, I'd love to see you again" whilst batting her absurd fake eyelashes and reaching out a chubby, stubby hand to place on my shoulder.

I'd made it out as quick as possible after that.

Liam had come to pick me up to drive me to Zayn's house for dinner. Now we sat in the stretch limo, driving down a familiar highway.

"Niall, what's up?" Liam asked finally after ten minutes of dead silence. "Something seems off."

"Nothing, it's nothing," I said briefly. How could I explain to Liam that before we'd even met I'd had a girlfriend back in Ireland who I'd knocked up then abandoned to become famous... and I'd just found out the girl who I'd knocked up had not gotten an abortion but had given birth to a child I hadn't even known existed until about two hours ago? Who I'd found because I'd seen some elementary school boys had been beating her up whilst going out for a bagel?

"Stomach ache," I said after a while. Same difference.

"We'll Perrie's cooking is amazing, so it'll make you feel better," Liam said, in a poor attempt to keep the conversation going.

I nodded and looked out the window. This had come out of nowhere. All of a sudden I was a father? It was insane. And this poor girl. No friends, getting beat up after school, abusive foster family. Essy at least had been sort of popular at my high school, because she was the definition of beauty, at least to me. Many guys hadn't liked her because she was unnaturally pale.

I hadn't minded. She was flawless to me. And now so was Espy.

We arrived at Zayn's house at the same time as Louis, Eleanor and Harry. Zayn let us all in to his mansion and we could already smell Perrie's mazing cooking. The radio was blasting "Best Song Ever".

Everyone sat down at the table, whilst Zayn brought out the food from the kitchen. I remained standing, deciding to go and see if Perrie needed help.

"Hey Ni," she said smiling. I smiled dismally back. I felt like such a failure. How could I have abandoned Essy so many years ago? And forgotten about her completely?

"What's wrong?" Perrie asked, sounding extremely concerned.

"Stomach ache," I said again.

"Liar," she said. I looked up. Well Perrie was extremely bright and knew me very well.

"Ni, something happened today. What was it?"

Well she caught on fast.

"I... it's hard to explain," I said quietly.

She raised her eyebrows, looking just like Espy had earlier. Espy. My daughter. And before I knew it I was sobbing on the Perrie's shoulder.

"Shh... sh... Niall, tell me whats wrong," she said, patting my back gently.

Zayne came in, looking surprised. Perrie waved him away with the last of the food and led me off into another room. The living room.

"Ni, sit tell me everything," she insisted.



Perrie's POV:

I was shocked. Completely shocked. For some reason I'd always thought Niall had never had a girlfriend before. He just seemed like someone who'd never wanted one.

And he had a daughter too?

"But how could you not know?" I asked.

Niall sobbed into his hands as I patted his back. I heard the others starting dinner already. Zayne must have told them what was happening.

"I thought she got an abortion!" Niall sobbed. "I can't believe she never talked to me again, not even to ask if I wanted to keep Espy!"

"Well..." I said. "By the sounds of it you made it pretty clear your career was most important to you at the time... she probably didn't want to bother you."

"I can't believe I let her walk away," Niall whispered. He'd finally stopped crying. "I've never met anyone like her. You'd know if you met her. And I don't know how to contact her again. I lost the cell phone with her number in it."

"The adoption agency would easily be able to pull up her contacts," I said, still patting his back. "You'll find her again."

"She probably hates me now though. I mean we haven't spoken in nearly six years."

I sighed. "Niall, where's your 'happy-go-lucky' self? You'll find her again. Call the adoption agency in the morning. I'll help you. We'll find your long lost love," I said with a cheeky smile.

He wiped his eyes.

"Now come on," I said. "Let's go before Louis eats everything."

Notes

oooooh what do you think the adoption agency is gonna say??

UGH WHY CANT MIDNIGHT MEMORIES COME OUT ALREADY

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