Paul Higgins Is My Adopted Father?

Sick

Emma's POV

I answer a few questions on my twitter, which by the way is a new one. Not the old one where I got hate from Directioners. People are really nice to you when they have no idea who you are! I smile at a tweet from someone who said that I was really pretty and rt it.

"Emma?" I hear someone knock on the door. I turn around and see Nathan in the doorway looking in, I would say cautious but he looked a little shy. "Yes?" I asked him closing my computer. He opens the door fully and walks into the room and closing the door behind him. "I came into say that, the boys and I, well minus Tom think that we got off on the wrong foot. We want to start over" I look at Nathan raising my eyebrows. "You know what I'm capable of right? With the karate thing?" He nods slowly waiting for me to continue.

"Well if you're lying to me..." I trail off letting him figure out what I meant. He nodded and said slowly "I swear that we really want to start over. I think Tom is a mixed bag of hating and being scared of you" I already knew that! "Okay" I nod and stand up "Hi my name is Emma Firth" I hold out my hand for him to shake. He grins and shakes my hand replying with "Hello Emma, my name is Nathan Sykes"

We were interrupted by a loud retching sound. It was coming from the room next door which wasChelsea's. I raise my eyebrows and look at Nathan. He looks at me worried. "It sounds like someone's vomiting" He was right. The retching sound came again. I walk to the door and knock lightly. 

"Nat? Are you alright?" I open the door and the retching sound continues, it came from the bathroom, the door was slightly open with the light on. I walk to the door and see Chelsea kneeling over the toilet. I walk towards her and hold her hair back as she vomits her entire content of her stomach. Once she hadn't vomited for a while I asked kindly 

"You alright sweetie? You need a drink of water?" I guess it's my turn to take care of her. She took care of me when we were in the orphanage now I shall take care of her. 

"I think I have a bug, and I would love a glass of water thank you" Her voice was so croaky! I get up and walk to the sink. I take the toothbrushes out of the cup that they are held in, and put them down. I fill the cup with water and hand it to Chelsea. "C'mon sweetie into bed. I'll grab a bucket for you" I hop her into bed and leave the door open as I exit the room. I walk down the hall and see the laundry to the right. I enter it and grab a mop bucket and a old towel. I turn around and walk back into the hall. I hear more retching so I hurry it up getting to her room. Chelsea isn't in her bed when I enter her room but in the bathroom vomiting again. I look into the toilet and see she is just vomiting bile now.

"Okay we're calling a doctor as soon as I get you settled into bed." I announce and walk her to the bed. I lay the towel down underneath the bucket and place the half full glass of water on her bed-side table. 

"Try and get some sleep. I'll let everyone know to not disturb you" I say and leave the room. I walk down stairs into the main hall and scream out "GAY BOYBANDERS, NATHAN AND PARENTS I HAVE AN ANNOUNCEMENT" Whilst I wait for the crew to file in I pull out my phone and check my notifications. Nothing interesting really, just people spam DM'ing me. 

The first two to enter the main hall was Nathan and Tom (ew). "What is so important that you had to wake up the dead?" Tom complains. "Quit ya yapping and wait for the others!" I snap at him and sit on the bottom of the staircase. "EMMA? WHERE ARE YOU?" I hear Max call out. "MAIN HALL" I scream back. This shouting thing isn't helping Chelsea sleep is it?

I hear more footsteps from upstiars and then Siva, Max, and George come downstairs. They join Nathan and Tom and wait for mum and dad -or to them their bosses- to arrive. They walk in a few minutes later, mum was in her bathers and dad was shirtless and had shorts on. I don't even know how to feel about that.

"Okay you have us all so what is it?" Nathan asks speaking for the whole group. "Chelsea is sick and is vomiting her stomach out so we need to not disturb her and someone needs to call a doctor" I instruct and as I finish Dad was already holding a phone in his hand on the phone to the local doctor. 

"So the shouting thing wasn't the brightest idea was it?" Max raises his eyebrows at me. "Shut up" I poke my tongue out to show I was joking. "Crap guys Chelsea was meant to go to a televised interview with us later today!" Tom exclaims slapping his forehead. I hope that he leaves a mark.

"Well then Emma just goes with us instead and they interview her" Siva shrugs his shoulders. Um how about... NO!!

"Niall might see me! Can you imagine his face if he saw me sitting with the freaking Wanted as their adopted sister?! The whole band will hate me! and you guys even more that before!" I exclaim trying to list up more reasons other than the major one as to why I don't want to appear on tv.

"I know for a fact that you don't give two shits abut us so what is the real reason?" Tom asks. Mind reading bastard.

"I uh, get... um... camera shy. That's why there is literally no good photos of me" It took one heart beat for Tom to start laughing. He threw his head back and his whole body was shaking.

"Someone slap him" I sigh and Nathan does the honors. "Don't worry about it! It's just twenty questions but you're in front of a box with a man behind it" Siva reasons. I look at the boys and all of them minus Tom (who was rubbing his head from being slapped) had pleading expressions on their faces.

"Emma I think you should. It would make the band look good and you would be putting yourself back out there. Maybe even for a job?" Mum spoke for the first time. George nodded agreeing with mum.

"URGH fine! But you better say about how I'm the daughter of your management before people assume I'm dating one of you or something!" I growl and walk back to my room. I look at my wardrobe and decide to put on a floral dress that I bought with Eleanor and ballet flats. I look at my hair in the reflection, it needs some work. I pull out my hairbrush and brush all of the knots that look like they have been there since Cleopatra lived. Once it was all brushed I decided to put it into a Chinese staircase braid. This would take me a good half hour to get perfect.

I had just finished when I heard someone shout "EMMA!! CHELSEA WANTS YOU!! NOT IN THAT WAY!" I groan and walk to Chelsea's room. George was sitting next to her holding her hand.

"Are you alright honey?" I ask her walking up to her bed. "I'm really hungry" She whispers. I look at George and ask,

"Do you think we should give her something dry?" He thinks about it and turns to Chelsea and spoke softly.

"I think we should wait until the doctor arrives and see what he thinks" Chelsea nodded understanding "Can I at least have some more water?" I get up and walk to the bathroom with her cup in my hand. I fill it up and return to the bedroom to see that Chelsea has fallen asleep.

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 Nikki <3