A Wonderful Accident

"Just accept the fact that you have a 12 year old daughter, okay Calum?" Luke said.

Calum Hood's world had been turned upside down when he found out he had a daughter.

"Twelve years, Luke. I missed twelve years of her life. Twelve years, I never knew about her. Twelve years she lived with Niall. And I'm going to make it up to her."


4. Moving Day

Nya's POV

I'm sat in my room, watching Percy Jackson and the Sea of Monsters. I've been waiting for the 5SOS boys to pick me up for over an hour now.

I have all my stuff packed. Clothes all packed, electronics in my backpack, shoes all in their shoe boxes in 2 OTHER BOXES, uhm art supplies packed, posters off the walls and all my other stuff is packed too. Damn, I have a lot of stuff.

Anyways, I was watching Percy Jackson and right when Percy (Logan Lerman) was talking, MY DAD AND UNCLES BARGED INTO MY ROOM YELLING. "SHUT UP!!!!" I yelled. Well that got their attention. They all fell silent. "You do not speak while Logan Lerman is speaking." I said while I kept my attention on the movie (okay, I'll admit. I'm actually just staring at Logan). The boys nodded. I paused the movie when the camera wasn't on Logan hehe. "Okay, I'm good now." I said. "Ready to go?" Cal– uh I mean DAD asked. I grinned and nodded. I picked up one of the boxes of shoes and was about to take it downstairs and out to the car but it wad taken from me by uncle Luke. I pouted. "Uncle Luke!!! I can do it!!! I'm a big girl!!!!" I said and kept pouting. He chuckled and walked out of my room. My dad and uncles were taking my stuff out to the car. Uncle Niall was about to grab my backpack. I stopped him. He gave me a confused look. "Electronics." Was all I said. He nodded in understandment. Like a lot of people, I'm pretty protective of my electronics.

After a bit, the only things left in my room was the tv, the bed, the empty dressers and my backpack. I turned off the tv and picked up my backpack. I walked out of my now former room and went outside to the car/van.

The boys closed the trunk of the car. "Let's go?" Uncle Mikey asked. I nodded. I hugged uncle Niall tightly. He laughed and hugged me back. "You'll see me soon, Nj. I'm not that far away. I love you, princess. Remember, I'm your favourite uncle." Uncle Niall whispered. I laughed quietly and shook my head. We broke the hug and I got to the car where all the guys were standing. "SHOTGUN!!!" I yelled and got into the passenger seat.

*at the 5SOS house*

We got out of the car and the guys started bringing my things into the house. I tried to help but they waved me away, saying they could handle it. So instead, I found the living room and just sat there watching the boys funny moments on my laptop. If i'm going to live with them, I have to know how weird they are. I can't live with people who aren't weird or else they'd be questioning me all the time and no one wants that.

"I can do it. I'm a big boy." Uncle mike had said in the video and I bursted out laughing. I was laughing until tears came out of my eyes. The guys saw me and started asking me what was wrong and why I was crying. I just pointed to the laptop and they rewinded the footage and watched uncle Mike's moment. They all bursted out laughing afterwards.

*5 minutes later*

The boys brought all of my stuff to my room. I walked in and it was a mess but it was HUGE. DAMN I THINK IT WAS THE MASTER BEDROOM. "DUDEZ, THIS ROOM IS HUGE WOAH." I yelled. They laughed at me. Their laughs echoed. "AND YOU GUYS PAINTED IT THE RIGHT COLOUR. DAMN UNCLE LUKE, YOU KNOW ME TOO WELL." I yelled. My room was blue. The exact blue I always said I'd love to paint my room. "Is this the master bedroom because this room is gigantic, guys." I said to them. "This actually is the master bedroom." Uncle Ash told me. I spun around to look at them. "Hold up, you guys gave ME the master bedroom!?" I asked. They nodded. "When we moved in here, we couldn't decide who would get the master bedroom so we just saved it." Uncle Luke told me. I nodded. "Now SHOO!!! Unless you want to help me unpack and decorate." I said. They looked at each other and started to help me unpack. I groaned. "Just don't touch my posters, my electronics, my undergarments or my shoes." I commanded. They nodded and started putting away my clothes (besides my undergarments of course), my art supplies and my notebooks/journals/sketchbooks while I put up my posters, paintings and drawings.

*an hour later*

We were finally finished putting my stuff away and putting up my posters. I put the GTFO sign on my door. The guys left my room and I went to take a nap.

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