Niall’s P.O.V.
I looked at Alea, clutched her daughter close to her chest. I looked at Cora closely- she was a spitting image of her mother. People say it’s impossible for a child of her age to be able to guess who her mum is without ever seeing her. Maybe it was just a guess, but… She sounded sure even though it was a question. I took a deep breath and the smell of freshly baked bread and stew hit me. My stomach rumbled- Alea and the director looked up at the same time. Cora giggled and squirmed trying to get a look at me. I shrugged my shoulders and smiled goofily. Cora giggled again and I waved at her. She waved back. Alea smiled warmly at me. Joy filled my heart- before she looked at me with daggers for eyes and her expression seemed to say, “You don’t know a thing”. To see her real smile… It’s priceless. “Sorry,” I mumbled barely audible. I heard Alea stifle a sigh. She seemed confused and stressed at the same time, like she couldn’t decide what and who to be. I looked at Alea and Cora, Alea looked scared and determined- an attitude I have mastered- like when I have to walk through a crowd of screaming fans. I swallowed hard and fought down my feelings- some things were more important than my feelings. I focused on what the elderly director looks like. I wanted to know if she was kind looking or not. Her gray and white streaked hair and glasses gave her a strong maternal look. Her chocolate brown eyes were warm. Her clothes made her look like a librarian however- the periwinkle cardigan, the pink old-fashioned-skirt and white blouse… She seemed to genuinely care about my daughter. I mean Alea’s daughter. Alea looked at the papers and then looked at me. She nodded her head down towards Cora and I reached over and grabbed her. "Hi, Cora." I whispered, smiling down at her. She looked up at me and put her little hands by her mouth and whispered, "Hi daddy."
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You Don't Know A Thing. (Niall Horan Fanfic) Editting
FanfictionAlea is untrusting and hurting. She's cold and hard on the outside, but what's on the inside? Niall Horan is determined to find out. He falls for the beautiful girl and learns why she's so broken. He can fix her, but will she let him?
