Hi, I'm Your Daughter

"Fourteen years ago, you and someone else had a baby. I am that baby." Rose has always been a foster kid. Because of heart issues when she was born, she was never adopted. That is, until she finds her birth parents. She just never expected them to be Louis Tomlinson and Eleanor Calder.


8. Sexual Tension Runs In The Family

A/N: Wow, you guys comment and favorite so much it just forces me to write more so soon! And I was going to stick to my weekly updates. Well, for you guys, I guess I could pump out another chapter. NOW MY FAVORITEST COMMENTS (although there's so many of them! It's getting harder to choose from it! D:) : nialls_princess244 (both your comments are really lovely!! I cannot believe you did that... Did you really mistake him for Niall? Did you at least get his number? ;)), Dib_lover (AHAHA, no of course I didn't think you meant it meanly! The title is sooo awkward. But I guess it gets your attention, right?), KenzleeLeighhh ( ;) ), Paintbrush (short and sweet and to the point. I loved it, thank you! <3), Mrs.Horan13 (and you missy are killing me with your comments!! And yes, Alex Styles is VERY attractive. I loved the ship name for Eli and Rose though. Roli Malikson. And now Rolex Stylinson :P! LOVE YOU), Marlah StyPaHorLIkSon, Lauren_Loves_Niall, Halley Laken Payne, ~HI~ (YOU LOVE ME AWWW I LOVE YOU TOO XDD), Annabeth Potter (love your username just btw), aaaand <3OneDirection<3. 

As you can see, I have trouble picking out the best comments because THERE ARE SO MANY. YOU GUYS STOP BEING SO CREATIVE. 



Eleanor furiously brushed at her teeth as she paced around in the guest room. 

"Sweetheart, if you keep that up, you'll burn up the rug," said Charlie as he laid down on the guest bed. Louis' guest bed. Eleanor made a gurgling noise at him, but by the way her eyebrows were furrowed, she wasn't happy. 

"El, I know this isn't the best arrangement.." started Charlie. Eleanor put a hand up to stop him, while she stepped into the guest bedroom and spit out the toothpaste. She wiped her mouth and then glared at him.

"Not the best arrangement? Charlie, it's the worst possible arrangement. Not only did our house, our brand new house, burned down but now we have to be okay with living with my ex boyfriend? Not to mention the same ex boyfriend who fathered Rose?? You know, my child?HOW ARE YOU OKAY WITH THIS??" Charlie chuckled at her and got up to rub her shoulders.

"I'm okay with it because he's your ex boyfriend who is also the father of your child," Charlie stated simply. Eleanor looked at him incredulously and looked at him over her shoulder.

"That makes absolutely no sense." He laughed and stood to stand in front of her.

"El, we're getting married. I wouldn't have asked you to marry me, if I didn't trust you," he said, acting as if what she had said earlier was completely ridiculous in their situation. 

"You trust me with Louis?" Eleanor asked. Charlie raised an eyebrow.

"Why wouldn't I? Unless...there's something you're not telling me?" Eleanor quickly forced a laugh as she pulled back the satin covers and jumped into bed.

"No, no. Having a daughter is the only secret I'm keeping from you," she said as she leaned over and kissed his nose. He smiled and then leaned in to kiss her lips. Eleanor smiled and then turned over when Charlie turned the lights off. Then her smile faded. It bothered her that he trusted her wholeheartedly with Louis. She didn't fully know why, but it did. 


I knocked on the door again. Groaning inwardly, I gave up as I sat down in front of his bedroom door. In gold plating it read: Alexander. How did I miss that? 

Finally, I heard the twisting of a doorknob and almost fell backwards into his legs when his door opened. I twisted myself around quickly and looked up at him from the ground. A perfectly sculpted eyebrow was raised on that chiseled face of his.

Oh my God, stop that Rose. He's not that attractive. 

"Why are you still here?" he asked.

"Why did you open the door if you didn't think I was going to be here?" I asked as I stood up awkwardly, hands on my hips. He was still taller than me by a head. He sighed. 

"Your Rose right? Louis' recently discovered daughter?" he asked, almost as if he was bored. I was kind of offended.

"Yeah. And you're Alex? Harry's however-recently-you-were-discovered son?" I asked right back, almost mockingly. The corner of his lips tugged into a smirk. 

"Harry has always known about me. I wasn't a secret," he said, "Is that all you wanted to know?" he asked as he was closing his bedroom door. I put a foot in the way and pushed the door back.

"Uhhh, not quite. Why weren't you at that whole party fest thing this past weekend? You know, my welcoming party?" 

"Uhhh, I was with my mother. And I didn't really feel like welcoming you," he said scathingly. 


"Well...why not?" I asked, pushing my hair out of my eyes and standing up straighter, almost a bit self-righteous. 

"Well, first off, I didn't think I would have the uh," he gave me the once over, "...pleasure....of meeting you. Considering that you would be here during the weekends and I'm only here for the weekdays. Second off, why would I want to welcome you? By the sound, and looks of it, you don't even want to be here. Why welcome someone to their hell?" I stood there gaping like a fish out of water, not knowing how to reply to that. 


"Are we done here?" he asked. I moved my foot and then he closed the door in my face. 



Louis walked up the stairs to tell his daughter good night, only to find her standing outside of Alex's bedroom door, her eyes wide and her jaw open. Oh God, what did he do to her? 

He came up behind her and tapped her shoulder. Rose jumped and turned around, her hazel eyes still wide. God, she looked so much like her mother. Louis shook his head and chuckled a little at Rose's doe-eyed expression.

"What did Alex do to you, huh?" he asked while putting a hand on her head, leading her to her bedroom. 

"He didn't want to welcome me," she said, almost disgusted at his reply, and yet she seemed fascinated. 

"That's Alex. He's sweet when you get to know him," Louis said as Rose got into bed. But don't get to know him too well, Louis almost added, his protective instincts kicking in. Rose started to grumble something. Louis didn't catch all of it, but he was pretty sure she was cussing out Alex while simultaneously praising Eli. 

Wait, Eli Malik? Zayn's Eli?

Oh no. This wasn't happening. She can't have a crush on... Louis almost shuddered while he thought about it. He was definitely going to discuss this with Eleanor. 

"Good night, Rose," he said, leaning down and kissing her on the forehead. Rose snuggled into her covers and mumbled, "G'night dad." Louis froze. And then a smile spread across his face. She called him dad. He turned off the lights and then practically skipped back down the stairs. 

"Someone looks happy," said Harry. 

"She called me dad," Louis said, mystified by the power she had over him. Harry smiled for Louis, happy that he was happy. 

"Can you believe it? I'm a dad," Louis said, almost giddy. Harry took a swig from his beer. 

"So, she and Alex made up?" asked Harry. Louis shook his head as he took a sip from his own bottle of beer.

"Oh no, she hates him."

"Why are you smiling about that? I don't want her to hate Alex!" 

"Oh, but I do," Harry's frown deepened as Louis continued, "If she hates Alex then he probably hates her which means there would be no funny business happening under my roof." Louis was practically glowing with the idea of Rose and Alex's hatred towards each other. 

"Oh Alex would never--" Louis gave Harry a look before he could finish that. 

"Okaay, so what? He takes after his old man," Harry waggled his eyebrows as he drank some more of his beer. Louis clapped Harry's shoulder.

"No offense, mate, but that isn't a good thing." Harry thought for a moment.

"Nope, I'm kind of offended."


"Hey, wake up," said an annoyed voice, followed by my lack of air. When the pillow got off of my face, I sat up sputtering. 

"What the hell?!" I yelled at the person who woke me up. Oh, lo and behold, it was Alex. 

"Did you just try to smother me with a pillow?" I asked, my voice raising. 

"If you mean did I just wake you up so you wouldn't be late for school, then yeah, I did. You're welcome," said Alex as he started for my door. Blood boiling, I grabbed a pillow from my bed and threw it at him. It hit his back with a satisfying smacking sound. He turned around slowly. Picking up the pillow, he threw it back at me, hitting my head and making me fall back onto my bed. I growled in frustration but when I took the pillow off of my face, he was gone.

"I am going to kill him," I muttered to myself. 


Louis walked downstairs and into the kitchen, only to be surrounded by a cloud of smoke. Waving his arm around as he coughed, he saw Eleanor as the source of the smoke. She was trying to cook.

"Are you trying to burn down my house too?" Eleanor turned around fast and pointed a spatula at him.

"First of all, I didn't burn down my house. And second of all, maybe," she said as she dumped her burned eggs into the trashcan. 

"Hey, actually, I needed to talk to you," said Louis as he sat down at the counter on one of his bar stools. Eleanor squinted her eyes and then put down the frying pan.

"Okay, what?"

"Do you think that Rose might be interested in...boys?" asked Louis. Eleanor looked slightly concerned.

"Do you think that she's interested in girls?" she asked, leaning forward. 

"Oh, no, no. That's not what I meant. I mean, do you think she finds boys attractive?" Eleanor still looked confused.

"Why wouldn't she? Unless you're trying to tell me that our daughter is a lesbian. And if she is, that's perfectly fine. I'm not against it. I just thought she might tell me... Though I guess she wouldn't tell me considering that she hates my--"

"No, Eleanor. That's not what I meant," said Louis frustrated. Eleanor's head turned to the side and then she realized what he meant. 

"Ooooh," she laughed, "Why wouldn't she be? I got interested in guys when I was like, seven. I would hope that she's noticing them by now." 

"This doesn't concern you?" asked Louis, his voice rising. 

"What? It concerns you?" she asked, slightly amused.

"Of course it concerns me. I know what boys are thinking about all the time. I know how they work, how terrible they are. She doesn't need boys. She can just...become a nun. Is it too late for her to devote her life to celibacy?" Eleanor stared at him for a long time before laughing uncontrollably. 

"That sense of humor of yours," she laughed while turning back around to try and make some more eggs. 

"I'm not joking!" Louis cried.

"Not joking about what?" asked Rose, entering the kitchen, wearing her uniform. 

"About you devoting your life to celibacy," Louis said simply. Rose scrunched up her nose as Alex entered behind her.

"What's 'celibacy' mean?" she asked.

"It technically means you stay a virgin for the rest of your life," Alex said while he took out some yogurt from the gigantic fridge. Rose's face turned red at the subject.

"You want me to devote my life to never having sex??" she asked, completely aghast that her parents were even discussing it. Alex spit out the spoonful of yogurt he had just inhaled onto the counter.

"Excuse me, what?" he asked, laughing. 

"I just don't want you to experience the hurt that boys could give you. Trust me, you never get over your first love and--" 

"LALALALALALALALALA I'M LEAVING!" Rose yelled, plugging her ears with her fingers. 

"C'mon let's go," she said, grabbing Alex's arm and dragging him to the car so they could go to school. 

"Never get over your first love?" asked Eleanor after they left.

"Who can?" asked Louis, meeting her beautiful hazel eyes. She stared at him for a moment longer and then looked away when Charlie entered. 

"What are you guys talking about?" he asked nonchalantly. 

"Nothing," Louis and Eleanor said quickly. They met each other's gaze again and then quickly looked away.

"Okaaay," said Charlie as he looked between Eleanor and Louis, but not really quite suspiciously, "Well, I'm off to work. I'll see you and Rose for dinner tonight?" He leaned down and kissed Eleanor on the lips quickly. She nodded her head.

"Wait, I thought since you guys were here, we could all have dinner together," said Louis getting up. 

"Uh, no. Rose was supposed to be with me for the week. She's going to only eat dinner with Charlie and I, okay?" Eleanor said.

"Okaay...but now she's with the both of us. So we can both spend time with her," Louis argued.

"No, that wasn't the agreement that we agreed to. The weekdays she gets to spend time with me. Weekends she spends time with you," Eleanor said heatedly. 

"I'm just gonna...go," said Charlie as he backed out of the kitchen. 

"But that was only because of living arrangements. Now, you all live here. I don't see why we can't hang out with her together," said Louis stepping closer to Eleanor. 

"Because! You have this weird bond with her, and I haven't been able to form anything in our relationship. She still hates me!" Eleanor said. It was almost heartbreaking, the tone in her voice. Louis paused and looked away from her.

"She doesn't hate you, El. She doesn't know you." He heard Eleanor start sniffling. He turned around. As the tears rolled down her cheeks, he remembered how much he had always hated having Eleanor cry. She was so sweet, delicate, almost like a flower. Or, she was. Now she was this tough person. Almost like she had gone through war and came back different. 

Louis couldn't help but think that it was his fault for her change. The reason that she put more walls up now. But those tears reminded him that she was still the same person. Somewhere inside of her. She was still delicate, sweet. She was still a flower. 

Louis sighed and opened up his arms.

"C'mere," was all he said. She hesitated, but walked into his arms and let him hug her, while she wrapped her arms around his middle. The sobs came out more then. Louis rested his chin on her head.

"You don't know," she mumbled into her shirt, "how much she despises me."

"She doesn't despise you. She hates what you did. What you almost did," Louis said. Eleanor lifted her head, her face contorted in such emotional pain. Then she hugged him tighter and didn't say anything. As she pulled away, she muttered, "I'm so sorry."

"Why are you sorry?" She looked up.

"For not telling you. And for almost...terminating her...without your consent. I--I'm sorry, Louis. I just didn't want to..." She started to cry again. He shushed her and pulled her back into a hug.

"El, I know. You did what you thought you had to do, what you thought was right." They were silent for a long while, but stayed in the comfort of each other's embrace. How long they stayed like this, neither of them knew. Neither of them cared. They just didn't want the moment to end. 

Eventually, though, Eleanor pulled away from Louis, wiping at her eyes.

"I have to go...to work," she muttered, walking out of the kitchen. Confused by her erratically beating heart of hers.

Louis stood in the kitchen, a bit shocked. Something inside of him was stirring awake. He just wasn't sure if he wanted it to fully awaken. 

He was afraid of getting hurt.

Eleanor was getting married. She didn't wait around for him because she didn't want him. 

Even knowing this, how could he have the nerve to bring those feelings back? Louis shook his head and took out a cold beer from the fridge. Sitting down, he started to down it.

Drinking away his misery.


A/N: Wow, okay. Rough chapter, haha. I just thought I should put more Eleanor and Louis in there. Poor Charlie. Even though nothing physical happened between El and Lou, I still feel bad for the poor guy. His fiance might have feelings for another dude. Not just any dude, her ex boyfriend/father of her child. 

By the way, the change in Eleanor reminds me of the song "She's So Gone" by Naomi Scott. So if you wanna listen to that.

Oh, and are you guys team Roli Malikson (Eli and Rose) or team Rolex Stylinson (Alex and Rose)?? Leave your comments below. I'd love to see what you guys think. 

Oh and should Alex's mom be Jade Thirlwall from Little Mix or someone else? Comment below and whatever name pops up the most will be his mother. 



Innocently Beautiful 






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