Niall Horan → an rp blog about a boy and his life.
“My daddy is very good, but he hardly plays anymore because of my sisters and he stopped before because he couldn’t walk,” I say turning back at the goal Ellie coming over by me laying in the grass, “once my sisters are born I bet my daddy will play with me again.” ~L
“That’s good that he’s very good at it. Why couldn’t he walk though?” I ask. “And maybe he will but won’t be busy taking care of your sisters?” I ask kicking the ball towards you.
“He was sick for a while,” I say and stop the ball before it gets into the goal and I kick it back to you, “and no he will, my other daddy and mummy will take care of the babies too, and I know he won’t forget about me. He isn’t like that.” ~L