"Daddy Direction."

Chapter 2

Emma's POV 

'Birthday' Hate the word. The day you were brought into to the world, celebrated with a party. What's the point when you have no parents? Today I don't plan to leave my room but knowing Mike he will make me. He has been getting phone calls randomly about me for the past 3 days but he wont say anything too me. It's killing me. I want to know. Right now I'm sat in my bed, just thinking. I should probably just get up soon but I really don't want too. There was a knock at the door. 

"Come in..." Mike entered with a present and a card from him and Gina, the other carework who works here. He placed them on the bed and hugged me. 

"Happy Birthday Emma...How you feeling?" Out of all the questions he could have asked me he askes me that...really? 

"I'm okay...Thankyou by the way!" He nodded and walked towards the door. 

"Get up and get dressed we have a suprise and it's not your party..." I slowly swung my legs out of bed. Grabbing a pair of blue denium high waisted shorts, my pink vest top and light blue jacket, throwing them on. I also put on a pair of TOMs. I put my hair up into a bun and applied so make up. I headed downstairs and went into the kitchen and dinning room area. 

"HAPPY BIRTHDAY EMMA!!!!!!" Everyone was shouting at me. I was abit taken back by it too be fair. If there is one thing I hate its shouting. 

"Ermm, thanks guys!" I showed them all a fake smile before sitting down and grabbing some toast. 

Liam's POV 

I pulled up outside the carehome, situated about 10 minuets away from our flats. I got out the car and made my way up the pebble covered drive. The house was quite big, probably containing about 13-20 kids here. Including Emma. I hesitated before knocking on the door. After knocking 4 times the door opened. 

"Hello, Mr. Payne. I'm Mike, Emma's careworker please come in." I followed him into the large house, closing the door behind me. He took me into what I can only be seen as a meeting room for foster parents to meet potential kids to foster. "I'll be back in a minuet, would you like me to bring Emma back or would you like to wait a bit?" 

"Can you bring her please?" He nodded and left. Left me in a state of silence. What if she doesn't like me? She's going to have to like me...What if I can't be the dad she deserves? 

5 minuets later, Mike came back with a girl trailing behind him. I stood up from the sofa to greet Emma, she gasped and started breathing heavily. Shit. She knows who I am and what I do. She knows who 'One Direction' is...Shit. 

"Hello Emma." I smiled and sat back down, patting a spot beside me for her to sit which she gladly took. Now with her breathing back to normal and a smile plastered across her face, she finally spoke.

"Hello L-Liam..." 

"Emma, you must think this is really weird. A member of One Direction turning up randomly and only turning up for you but I have reasons for turning up, reasons you may not like..." The smile had disappeared from her face but she nodded, wishing for me to continue. " Emma? I'm your father..." I waited for her responce. What I had just said wasn't as hard as what I had thought. Tears began to fall from her eyes. Okay, now I feel bad. I hate Paul for making me do this. He is an idiot a real idiot. I stood up to leave when she grabbed my wrist. 

"Liam, don't leave. I'm not crying because you are my dad, I'm crying because I'm overwhelmed. I dreamt of finding my dad for ages, All I ever knew was he is now 33 and he lives in London. Never did I think it would be you. I have wondered though. We look alike." I pulled her up off the sofa and into a hug. 

"Would you like to know what happened? How all this came on? I've only just found out myself from your mum. She sent me a letter which I have here..." I passed her the letter which she quickly read through. Only fate will now decide what happens between me and Emma but I believe that finding me as her dad has been the best birthday present ever...Lets hope it lasts.