Emilea

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Luke's POV:

       My knuckles were white as I clutched the steering wheel.

I was nervous, I am gonna admit it, but who wouldn't be? When  you already made your choice of a child that you are gonna have forever, it should be nerve-wrecking. I picked online, a girl who had a story that I Couldn't deny (Literally), so I just had to pick her. And besides, I didn't want any of those  stuck-up girls who just want to be famous. I want a girl who can grow to be famous, not just instantly.

...

Well you know what I mean.

I finally arrived and walked in to be mobbed by like, 12 girls and 1 guy. The boys came with me, so they got mobbed too. We weaved our way to the reception desk, telling them my name.

"Ah, Yes, She is ready for you. I will go get her okay?" 

The woman was nice, but she was like, Scottish or something. I quickly signed the papers and impatiently waited for the woman to come back. I chatted with the boys about what to call her when the woman came back, a baby in her hands. I promise you she was at least a week old or something. Well, she looks like it. She slowly handed her to me, and I really didn't trust myself. Calum saw my worry, so he placed his hands under her, just incase. She was wearing a white lace dress with white socks and a white flower headband. She opened her eyes to show me her crystal blue irises. She smiled a toothless smile and giggled.

"What Are you gonna call her mate?" Calum asked.

"I say Emma," he added.

"Jessica," Michael said.

"Erika," Ashton Told us.

"Emilea," I blurted.

I liked that name, I just saw it in her eyes.

"Emilea Grace Hemmings," I declared.

The boys nodded and smiled, agreeing the name was perfect. Before we begin anymore, Let me tell you a fun fact.

Her Mum is Gemma Styles.

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