Sometimes Daddy Hits Us [Baby!Niall]

“Jacob stop!” Harry cried, get cringing as his husband hit him again. “Jacob you’re going to wake up Nialler!”
“Nialler?! Nialler this, Niall that, don’t forget that Niall this, and that! I hate that child!” Jacob screamed. “And if he starts crying I’ll do the same thing I’m doing to you, to him. Same thing goes for if you tell anyone about this.”
This is Harry's life. The only thing keeping him from killing himself is his baby boy Niall... His life. If he wasn't here to protect him, who would? Who would take the punches meant for him? Who would shield him from the harsh words of Jacob, Harry's abusive husband. No one. But how will Harry get them out of this?
Becasue sometimes, people can only take so much.


[This will be a mini fic and no more than 3 - 5 chappies]

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1. Chapter 1

“Jacob stop!” Harry cried, get cringing as his husband hit him again. “Jacob you’re going to wake up Nialler!”

“Nialler?! Nialler this, Niall that, don’t forget that Niall this, and that! I hate that child!” Jacob screamed. “And if he starts crying I’ll do the same thing I’m doing to you, to him. Same thing goes for if you tell anyone about this.”

Harry glanced up at him in fear and nodded quickly. Jacob landed one more kick to his rib cage before flipping him off and going to the kitchen. Harry stood painfully and limped to his and Niall’s shared room.  He heard a small whimper and glanced over his shoulder at Jacob and sped up a little bit. Upon entering, he saw the infant standing up against the bars of his crib, tears leaking out of his eyes and down his cheeks.

“Oh, baby…” Harry whispered quietly. “We’ll be okay…” 

Niall reached out towards his daddy and clutched his little stuffed cat in his hands, letting out a hushed sob.

“One day, I promise, we will get out… okay?” Harry smiled softly at his son, kissing him on the forehead before heading to the cot where he slept. “You can sleep with Daddy tonight, how does that sound?”

Niall just yawned and cuddled closer to him, fingers curling around the soft fabric of Harry’s warn out RAMONES T-Shirt before falling asleep. Leaving Harry to think about ways to get him and Niall out of this mess.

When Niall was born Harry was thrilled. No. He was beyond thrilled. Words cannot describe how happy the curly haired lad had been. He didn’t care that it was odd to be having a baby when he was a man. He didn’t care that he had to get a C-Section. All he cared about was the fact that he was having a baby. 

His husband Jacob on the other hand, he was less than happy. He though it was weird that his husband was having a kid. Jacob didn’t even like kids. He didn’t want kids. He never wanted kids. And when Niall James Styles was born, Jacob hated him. And that’s when he got abusive and he started to get drunk more often. Then came the numerous people he brought home on a daily bases.  Harry came to the conclusion that somewhere along the way, Jacob had become a man that Harry didn’t know. A different man. And not the one he had fallen in love with.

Harry looked to the beautiful blue eyed baby next to him and smiled warmly,

“I love you Niall… So, so much….”

 

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