The Husband, Wife and Daughter (Book 4)

The fourth book in the Niall and Amber series.
Niall and Amber now have a daughter, but with all their past adventures, can they handle it?


1. Introduction

Amber’s Point of View

“Your turn…” I moaned, without lifting my head from the pillow. I had woken up to the cries of my daughter… no, our daughter. Niall and my daughter. Zara Louise Horan, six months old today.

“No…” Niall moaned as I felt his arms leave my waist and felt the sheets quickly being thrown off of the bed onto me. I smiled and closed my eyes, as I heard my husband, Niall James Horan, stumble across the messy master bedroom and to the room next door where Zara was crying. I heard his soothing voice as he calmed Zara down, and within ten minutes he was back in bed beside me, his arm around my waist.

“She’s sleeping, Amberger,” he sleepily whispered in my ear.

“Thanks…” I moaned and turned around to face him. It was a bit of a shock to see him in such a weary state, though I always saw him like that. It was something I’d never get used to. His hair was overgrown, and mostly brown than the blond.

“Did I tell you I have the day off today?” He asked.

I smiled and looked into his half-shut eyes. “Yes, you told me that twice last night. You deserve it.”

“I wrote a song for you…”

“Ohh… can I hear it?” I was still half-asleep, but it was fun talking to Niall at this hour. Looking past Niall I saw it was five-thirty, I had to get up soon anyway to get ready for work at Starbucks.

“Not until it’s finished, silly.” Niall laughed and poke my nose before kissing my forehead.

“That’s not fair!” I pouted. “You shouldn’t have told me!” I turned around, away from him, and took his arm off of me. An idea popped into my head. I would run into the studio Niall had set up and look at the writing desk. It was bound to be the first paper on the pile.

Slowly I took the blankets off and jumped out of bed, not bothering to put on my slippers, and raced downstairs to the spare bedroom. I didn’t know if Niall had caught on to my idea, but as soon as I was down the bottom step, I heard him yelling.

“Amber! Don’t!”

I squealed in excitement and raced towards the door. I tried to open it. Shoot. He had locked it! How dare he! He must’ve seen this coming… Within seconds while I tried to break in, Niall caught up and took hold of my waist and picked me up.

“Heeeey!” I screamed at the top of my lungs.

“Ssshhh!” Niall warned as he put me down. He turned towards the door and bent down, to a mat underneath and took out a fancy, silver key. "Just in case my wife decides to peak again." He laughed as he put the key in the keyhole and turned it, opening the door. He walked in, and turned on the light, leaving a dim beam lighten the room. Cautiously I stepped one foot in. What if this was a trap? I watched as Niall went towards the desk, and picked up the top piece of paper. "This here, you see it?"

"Yeah..." I watched as he walked over towards the paper shredder.

"This, my dear, is the song about you. But... not anymore," He smirked as he dropped it into the shredder.

"Nooo!" I shrieked and ran towards him.

"Shhh...." Niall put his finger on my lips. "You'll wake up the guests."

Great... he was right. We were having Harry, Louis and Eleanor over for the night. They were bound to have heard us.

"But... that's okay," Niall came closer and kissed my lips.

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