Daddy Do You Love Me?

Nichole was 17 years old when she fell in love with her best friend in Holmes Chapel. He left for the X Factor and she never saw him again. Nichole was kicked out of her home in England and she moved to Florida with her cousins. Nicholes daughter Dannilyn doesnt know who her dad is, and Nichole doesnt think she will ever see Harry again. But when the family is reuntied in the place where dreams come true, could everything change?


16. Christmas Morning

"Nichole! It's nice to see you again." Anne exclaimed as she saw me at the airport. "Hi Anne." I said as she hugged me. "Oh my god! Harry Danielle looks just like you!" Gemma exclaimed. "Who?" Harry and I said at the same time. "Danielle? Your daughter? You call her Dani so I figure her name is Danielle." She explained. "It's Danilynn." Harry explained. "Oh. That's really pretty." Gemma said and she looked embarrassed.

"Lets go home please." Harry said as I picked up Dani and we made our way towards the car.

*Christmas Morning*

"Wake up Nic." Harry said as he kissed my cheek. "No." I said as I rolled over. "Yes." He said as he started to tickle me. "Stop. Your bed is too comfortable. And this isn't fair. You know I'm ticklish." I screamed as I laughed from being tickled.

I got up and walked downstairs and saw his family sitting on the couches. "Finally! Your awake!" Everyone shouted. I laughed and took a seat and a second later Harry was sitting right next to me and pulled me into him.

About an hour later everyone had opened their presents. Gemma and Anne loved their jewelry. Dani loved all her toys, especially the pink little toy car 'Santa' got her. She drove around in It for hours. Harry loved the sneakers I got him and Gemma and Anne got me a beautiful necklace.

"I have one more present for you." Harry told me. "What is it?" I asked. "It's in London. We're going tomorrow." He told me. "Ok?" I said, and I have no idea what this could be.
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