Adopted by Tom Hiddleston

Chapter 17: HOLIDAY pt1!

Dad and I woke up early hours this morning with our bags packed ready to go, we grabbed a taxi and drove to the airport; We had a really early flight so hopefully Dad wouldn't get spotted by any one.

The flight felt like it took forever!

We had a taxi to our villa; Dad had shown me a picture of it, a beautiful house with a private section of the beach all to our selves. As we pulled up I literally ran inside and sprinted around the place looked at how amazing it was.

"Alright speedy shall we go out?" Dad asked as he brought our bags inside.

I practically jumped down the stairs. "For real?" I asked.

He handed me, my bag. "You've got five minutes or I'm going with out you!" He told me.

We both ran upstairs to our rooms, I threw my bag on my bed and pulled out a towel and my swim suit, I changed then threw a t- shirt over the top.

I ran down the stairs. "I'm going to beat you!" I yelled and went out the back.

"I don't think so!" I heard Dad shout.

As I looked behind I saw him hot on my heels. As I ran I dumped my towel and took my shirt off, I laughed and tried to pick up the pace but my little legs are nothing compared to his. I was almost in the sea when I was suddenly lifted up high in the air.

"Mortal child!" Dad began in his Loki voice. "You thought you could out run me!"

I laughed and wriggle in his grip. "Let me go!" I shouted then made myself go limp in his arms.

"Hey don't do that!" Dad told me. "Emma I might drop you!"

"Put me down then!" I told him and before I knew it, Dad and thrown me in the water.

I went under the water, the cold water was so refreshing and calming. I swam to the surface and came face to face with my dad, I splashed his and swam away.

"Ah!" He shouted and lifted me up again then threw me backwards. "I could do this all day!"

I laughed and brushed my hair out my face. "Hey can we have a bonfire later, you know on the beach?" I asked and smiled sweetly.

"I'll have to check with the people who own the villa but it should be okay," He told me. "I'll pop to the shop in a bit and I'll get us some food."

"YAY!" I cheered. "Can I get a bucket and spade too, I wanna make a sandcastle fort!"

Come on guys no one is too old to some sandcastles!

Dad chuckled. "Sure and remember to look for some sea shells," He told me.

I smiled; My grandma had asked me to bring some back.

The two of us chilled in the sea for a little while then we got out and ran around on the beach, I was trying to teach Dad how to do a walk over and honestly it was the funniest thing I had ever seen in my life!

"Try again, you've almost got it!" I told him. "Like this."

I slowly showed him what to do again.

"I will do this!" He told me. "Right, okay!"

Dad did a handstand and he slowly went over but he was stuck. "Push off your hands," I told him.

"It's harder than it looks!" He told me.

"Here I got you!" I told him and lifted his back and helped him up. "There ya go!"

Dad chuckled. "That was painful," He told me.

I shook my head. "Nah that's baby stuff!" I told him.

"Baby stuff?" He asked.

I nodded. "Yeah, I did my first walk over when I was four years old," I told him and ran across the sand, I jumped forward and did a hand spring.

"Stop your making me jealous!" Dad shouted.

I giggled. "Just because your old!" I teased.

Dad made a shocked face. "That's it little one you in for it!" He told me and sprinted towards me.

I screamed and ran away; I loved this, I loved my Dad. All this was so much fun, I hoped the entire week was going to be like this!

After we tried killing each other on the beach, we went back to the villa and sat on the balcony on the top floor, we sat in the chairs as we watched the sun set over the sea. The sky was a gorgeous orange and yellow colour, the soft sound of the waves crashing onto the shore.

I stood up and leaned against the railing, taking in the salty air. "Picture perfect wouldn't you say?" Dad asked and he showed me his phone.

It was of me staring at the sunset a few seconds ago. "You should be apart of the press, all sneaky," I told him with a small laugh. "I love that photo!"

"Can I post it on my twitter page?" He asked.

I frowned. "Yeah it's your page," I told him. "Why'd you asked?"

"I just wanted to ask," He told me.

I smiled. "You post whatever you want but if it's embarrassing then I will so get you back!" I told him.

He chuckled and pulled me close. "I don't doubt that," He told me and kissed my head. "I love you Emma!"

I smiled. "I love you too Dad!" I told him. "This week will be awesome!"