Ericka's Opus: The Journey of Discovering Myself

Ericka Madison Horan. The 15 year old daughter of Niall Horan and Olivia Horan (former Carsons/Clifton). Only child, plays soccer like her mom and writes music like her dad. When she was about 8, she's been working on composing one of the greatest opus of all time, and hasn't stopped since. Most would say that's something a prodigy would do, but it's her past time. But when something from the past comes up that could change her life, Ericka realizes that life is not just about the music, it's about the journey. (Third installment of Start of Something New trilogy)


18. Louis

Whenever I get mad or upset, I always turn to soccer or music to help me calm myself down.

But music wasn't what I needed, nor sports. Except today.

It's been a week since I found out that Louis is my actual dad. When we got home, I ran upstairs and threw away my opus and cried. I can't believe that my mom kept this from me my entire life.

The fact that the man whom I've entrusted with my life as my dad is not my real dad and he still thinks that he is my real dad.

So for the past week I've been cooped in my room watching Netflix. I don't remember how many shows I watched but I know I probably finished that old show How I Met Your Mother in two days.

I didn't take meals, so I'd just sneak in a quick snack so the Styles' don't think I'm starving myself. But they still think I am.

Today I went outside of my room for the first time in a week. June has turned into July. We were to head back to Rocky River tomorrow. I went down to the soccer fields with a ball that was in Jarret's garage and dribbled the ball around with my feet. As I was dribbling, I began humming a song from this duo band Twenty-One Pilots. I was told that when I was one year old that this group was at the height of their fame and they're from Ohio.

"All my friends are heathens take it slow. Wait for them to ask you who you know. Please don't make any sudden moves. You don't know the half of the abuse..." I mumble to myself as I kick the ball around. That's when my let out all my anger and began kicking the ball harder and then kicked toward the goal as hard as I can yelling at the top of my lung. I then fall to the ground cradling my foot crying because the inside where I kicked hurt like hell. There's going to be one big bruise there.

But not only did my foot hurt but my heart too.

"Er?" I hear Jarret's posh voice softly and look up to see him walk over.

"What do you want?" I ask wiping my eyes and my voice cracking.

He was holding out his phone to me. "It's Annie. She wants to talk to you." Annie Sheeran. Ed and Taylor's daughter.

I take a deep breath and take the phone and put it to my ear. "Yes?"

"Ericka. Jarret just told me about how your father is Mr. Tomlinson. I'm so sorry that this had to happen to you."

"Then why did you want to call me?"

"I'm calling because I want to give you the opportunity to meet your real father." That's when I shot up.

"Wait, What?" I ask.

"He called my mum asking if it's okay if I look after his youngest child while he and his wife were at dinner tonight and his oldest spending the night at a friend's. He's going to drop off his daughter at my place. So if you and Jarret get a train right now to Nottingham you can catch him on time." I look at Jarret who must've heard her and nods saying he'll go.

I get up. "We're on our way." I hang up, hand the phone to Jarret, He holds my hand, and we head to the station.



Nottingham was about three and a half hours from Cheshire so when we left, it was noon. Now it's 3:23 pm. Annie texted her address and we took a cab to her house. Now it's 4:02 pm.

We walk up to her doorstep and ring the doorbell. A tall woman with blonde hair and blue eyes answered the door and she responded, "Jarret! What a pleasant surprise! And you must be Ericka Horan, Niall and Olivia's daughter. I'm Annie's mom but please call me Taylor. Are you two here to see Annie?" She asked.

"Yes, Taylor. Well, Annie told us Mr. Tomlinson is dropping off his youngest daughter here and...did Annie tell you?" Taylor nodded. "Well since we leave tomorrow we thought it would be nice to let Ericka meet her real father."

That when Annie walks out, her knee that had surgery from when we first met her at the hospital in a brace. "Guys! Great timing! Mrs. Tomlinson texted me saying they're two minutes away. You might want to get inside now." And so we go inside.

For two minutes we discussed what'll happen: I answer the door to Louis. When the doorbell rang I froze. I stand up slowly and the doorbell rang again and I hear a male voice go "Anne?" I reach for the doorknob and open the door.

When I fully open it, a man who looks like it could be an older male version of me holding a little girl is in front of me.

"Hello. Is Anne here?" I nod as Anne comes out and takes the girl.

"Oh uh Ericka this is Mr. Tomlinson. Mr. Tomlinson this is Ericka," but she pauses for a dramatic effect to say, "Horan."

Mr. Tomlinson's eyes widen at the sight of me. "Horan? You can't be Greg and Diane's child but...Niall's?"

I reluctantly nod but then I take out a folded piece of paper to hand to him.

He opens it and his eyes now get watery and his jaw drops.

I had just given him the copy of the birth certificate I got to show my parents.

I just met my father, and my father is meeting me for the first time as his daughter.

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