Chapter 3

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As the lads left I just played more. After that I fell asleep.

The next morning I took a shower. I slipped on some clothes. I just brushed through my hair and blow dried it. I just let it be natural straight. I went downstairs. "Honey,we are gonna have to face the fans today." Dad said. "Okay.." I said.

Dad,and the lads,with me also went to face the fans. I suddenly got lost and somebody grabbed me. I let out a scream. "Daddy!!" I yell. The kidnapper put its hand around my mouth. I just started crying. I wanted my dad. I uncover its hand around my mouth,"what do you what from me?!?!" I ask loudly. I screamed,"daddy! Help!"

*Liams POV*

"Daddy Help!!" I hear my daughter scream. "Lads! Claire is gone!" I yell. "We have to find her!" Niall yelled. "Dad!!!" I hear her yell. I just start running where the noise was. I saw her with a person holding on to her trying to run away. "Daddy!" She screams. I run as fast as I can. I finally caught her and place Claire in my arms.

*Claire's POV*

My dad found me and hugged me. I start crying uncontrollably. "I got you Claire its okay." He says to me. "I love you." I say. "I love you too." He says.

I found the lads and hugged them. I stopped crying. I hugged them all. "Let's go home." Niall said. "Good idea." I said. We went home. I pulled out my guitar and started singing over again by one direction

Said I'd never leave her cause her hands fit like my t-shirt,

Tongue-tied over three words, cursed.

Running over thoughts that make my feet hurt,

Body's intertwined with her lips

Now she's feeling so low since she went solo

Hole in the middle of my heart like a polo

And it's no joke to me

So can we do it all over again?

If you're pretending from the start like this,

With a tight grip, then my kiss

Can mend your broken heart

I might miss everything you said to me

And I can lend you broken parts

That might fit like this

And I will give you all my heart

So we can start it all over again

Can we take the same road two days in the same clothes?

And I know just what she'll say if I can make all this pain go

Can we stop this for a minute?

You know, I can tell that your heart isn't in it or with it

Tell me with your mind, body and spirit

I can make your tears fall down like the showers that are British

Whether we're together or apart

We can both remove the masks and admit we regret it from the start

If you're pretending from the start like this,

With a tight grip, then my kiss

Can mend your broken heart

I might miss everything you said to me

And I can lend you broken parts

That might fit like this

And I will give you all my heart

So we can start it all over again

You'll never know how to make it on your own

And you'll never show weakness for letting go

I guess you're still hurt if this seed's sown

But do you really want to be alone?

If you're pretending from the start like this,

With a tight grip, then my kiss

Can mend your broken heart

I might miss everything you said to me

And I can lend you broken parts

That might fit like this

And I will give you all my heart

So we can start it all over again

If you're pretending from the start like this,

With a tight grip, then my kiss

Can mend your broken heart

I might miss everything you said to me

And I can lend you broken parts

That might fit like this

And I will give you all my heart

So we can start it all over again

"Oh my gosh Claire!" The boys ran to hug me. "What?" I asked. " you sang that song so well." Niall said. "I guess you get that from your daddy huh?" Harry said. "Yeah." I said. "We need you to sing a song sometime." Louis said. "I can do it right now." I said. I begun singing I Would.

After I was done, they began to clap."wow! I guess you are daughter direction." Harry said. I just laughed. They went out of my room.

I decide to go on Twitter. I read some people's tweets about me:

@Claire__ : you a hoe go kill yourself! Bitch!

@Claire__: stay away from Liam! I'm his daughter! Asshole! Kill yourself.

I started to cry a lot. Liam walked in," what's wrong love?" "Your so called 'fans' on Twitter." I say. I show him the tweets. He gasps. He hugs me. "You know they are just crazy." "Get some rest." He said kissing me on the forehead.

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