"Daddy Direction." Sequel

Chapter 3

Emma's POV 

After packing my things, I think it took me about 10 minuets to gather the courage to write the letter and leave. Luckily for me that is how I've ended up here, in the airport. The airport, where I would have been tomorrow with Josh...Josh...Joshua James Smith. The man who doesn't want a child. Yeah, him. So either way he is the reason I'm here. I'm leaving to go to New York. I'm going to see my best friend, Sarah. She was in my teaching class in Uni and we've been friends since. She came over to study in London and left again when she had completed her course. I sat down the the rather uncomfortable airport chairs that appear all to farmilliar to me. I pulled out my phone from my pocket and unlocked it. 

233 messages and 300 missed calls...oh lord. I looked at my inbox first to see 222 messages from Josh and 11 from Dad. Oh goodie...Josh went to my Dad. 5 missed calls each from all 6 of them. YAY GO ME. MRS POPULAR. 

Flight 102 to New York now boarding... 

I stood up from the chair, picked up my bags and headed towards the departure area. I placed my bags on the belt and handed the women my passport and ticket. 

"Have a nice flight Mrs." I nodded and walked through the tunnel...I'll be lucky if I have a nice life. I climbed on to the plane and took my seat. I pulled out my phone to turn it off when it began to ring...Harry. 

"Ladies and Gentlemen we have a slight problem, we will be taking off shortly..." Great. Looks like I'm talking to Harry. I answered the call and instantly snapped at him.

"What Harry?" 

"Woah, Em...calm down..." 

"You know what Harry? No I wont. No I will not calm down..." Why can't they just leave me alone? 

"I'm just making sure you are okay Em." 

"Well, I'm fine Harry. Never better. I'm going to New York because I'm really happy. I'm so happy with the fact my husband doesn't want our child..." 

"Emma, that is not true and you know it." 

"Oh do I now? Please explain to me..." I sighed and began to cry. I didn't want to hear it but parts of me did. Either way it's not going to stop me going to New York. 

"Em, he loves you dearly. He didn't marry you for nothing. He's told us all that if you want to keep it he will accept he's a father and live upto it. Please just get off the plane and come home." Lies. All fucking lies. All the fucking time. I knew I could never trust any of them...especially Harry after our bust up 9 years ago. I knew it. 

"Harry I've got to go...bye." I put down the phone and fastened my safety belt...Goodbye London...for now. 

Harry's POV 

"She put the phone down on me. You've got to be fucking kidding me." She's gone...Gone somewhere and we have no idea where. This is stupid. Even for Emma. How wrong she was about Josh. I know Josh better than anyone, he had been always been talking about wanting kids for as long as I've known him. He is just scared, like she is. Josh, right now is breaking...We have no idea where Emma has gone so we can't go find her...not even Paul knows where she is. If Josh had his way he'd be on a plane following her. I know that him and Em were planning to go to New York tomorrow...THAT'S IT. HARRY YOU GENIUS. 

"I know where Em is." Everyone looked at me with confused looks. Liam, Zayn, Lou, Niall and Josh are all round at Liam's while the girls and the kids are at Lou's. Seriously, how did I end up with a bunch of dumbo's. "It's easy logic guys. Where were Josh and Em going to go tomorrow?" 

"New York?" I nodded at the lads, still with the same confused looks...

"Oh, OH, HARRY YOU ARE A GENIUS MAN!" Louis litrally pounched on me. 

"Woah, Lou. You're married, I have a girlfriend. Get off me." Louis got off me and sighed. 

"So who's going?" Good question Liam. 

"I think I should go, she was pretty angry with me on the phone and I need to set things straight with her..." Liam threw his hands up in protest. Oh god, here goes the lecture from 'Daddy Direction'. Aha, funny that. He is litrally Daddy Directi-Yeah right, not the time for jokes. 

I personally, I rule out both Harry and Josh going. It will only make things worse. If I go she won't talk. If Niall goes she will talk to him and he will listen. If Zayn goes she will also talk to him and Zayn can advise her and tell her the truth about what Josh actually wants. If Louis goes the whole thing will be a waste of time because all he does is joke..." 

"HEY! I can be sensitive..." I couldn't help but crack up laughing. Louis sensitive? Please...someone give me strength. Zayn stood up from the sofa and headed to the door. "Where you heading Malik?" I asked, my voice shaking. 

"We haven't got forever. I'm going to get Emma." 

Liam's POV 

We sat in Simon's Office. All 5 of us. Nerves swam through my body. Niall had become stiff at the side of me. We all knew this was bad. We never get called into an emergancy meeting unless it's bad. Simon walked through the door with Paul, not looking too happy I may add. 

"Boys." Simon sat down with a sigh. "What's gotten into you all? You're not how you used to be, the fans have noticed this, Louis is no longer cracking jokes. Harry looks like he's not had any sleep in weeks. Zayn doesn't care about how he looks anymore. Niall isn't eating properly and Liam's started to smash everything up that he lays eyes on...Lads seriously." How right Simon was pained me. 

"Simon, we never ment for things to get this way seriously..." Harry began but stopped. "Emma is the main deal for all of this." Oh no he didn't. 

"Harry YOU CAN NOT BRING EMMA INTO THIS. SHE HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH IT. LEAVE HER ALONE." Harry smirked. He's really beginning to push my buttons... 

"Harry, Emma is an innocent child. If it's anyone's fault it's Megan's not Emma's but guys. This whole boyband thing clearly isn't working anymore..." Simon paused. We all knew what was coming. 

"I'm splitting you up. One Direction is OVER!" 

I shot up from where I lay in bed. Sweat dripping from my forehead. Fuck sake. My biggest fear, flashed before me in a nightmare. Danielle began to stir...

"Liam? What's up baby?" She turned to look at me with tired eyes. 

"Nothing hun, go back to sleep..." 

"Liam, don't lie too me. If it's the whole ordeal with Emma, we will sort it. Honestly..." 

"It's nothing to do with Emma because nothing is fucking wrong Danielle, fucking leave it." Okay, maybe that was mean...fuck sake it was horrible. She's only trying to help. Why does everything have to be so fucked up? My marriage with Danielle is going down hill. My daughter is off in New York, 1 month pregnant convinced her husband doesn't want the child she is carrying and the only think keeping my family together is the boys...The band. One Direction. I swear down, Zayn best bring Emma back and things for the band best not go the way I just imagined them...because if they do...there is no point no more...

No point in my or my life...

SIMPLE.