"Daddy Direction." Sequel

Chapter 15

Emma's POV 

-2 months later-

Josh has been out of hospital for just over 2 months and I'm ready to drop at any minuet however me, Josh, Dad and my uncles in America as we all have an interview and meeting at Nickeloden. We are at the Nickeloden studios and me, Uncle Zayn, Uncle Lou, Josh and manager are planniing to prank Uncle Harry, Uncle Niall and Dad. It's going to be hilarious. Me and Josh are going to watch on from the sidelines. Little to they know there are secret hidden camera's watching and recording everything. 

Zayn and Lou are stood in front of one of the camera's. 

"So we're going to have some fun with it and see what their natural reactions are. We've got to leave because they'll be coming in any minuet now so..." 

"Goodbye." Louis cut Zayn off and pushed him out the way. They all sat down on the sofa's waiting for the interviewer because apparently they are 'late'...Haha. Of course. Me and Josh had to try and not laugh no matter how funny it all is. 

"Guys can we have a little quiet?" One of the managers shouted. Pregnancy hormones. I know...

"We need too clear out..." The assistant manager began to mummbled before leaving. The manager walked around the tables and stood infront of Dad and Zayn. 

"Right, okay. Let me sit, that couch is better for me. It's comfortable." The manager pointed to the sofa Dad, Lou and Zayn were sat on. 

"You wanna sit here yeah?" Well no Dad she just said what she said for the fun. Me and Josh desided to sit on the floor and cuddle too make it look like we weren't listening. 

"Yeah please." Dad moved of the sofa and sat beside Harry on the other sofa. 

"Such a diva." Louis chuckled. Idiot. This is going to prove difficult for Louis not to crack. 

"I just ate chocolate and the baby is like kicking my bladder right now. Like I clam him down normally but singing to him but would you guys sing to my baby?" 

"How about we sing rockaby baby." Yeah great song choice Zayn. They all started to sing rockaby baby all in harmony. 

"Make it good though or I wont buy an album." All of a sudden the manager groaned in pain, sitting forward slightly. "Would you move these tables out please? Sorry." Harry and Zayn moved the tables out of the way. Creating a space inbetween the sofas. There was a pause before she began to speak again. "Has anyone fixed the palm tree yet please?" Someone from the distance shouted something to the manager. "Oh god. Owwwwww. Is-is your mom really a nurse?" 

"Yeah, Yeah." What the since when has Jay been a nurse...this is the first I've heard of it but okay. 

"Do you like...What would...What would she like suggest doing?" Dad began to mummbled to himself before being interrupted by Lou.

"No, Nah I'll go call my mum." 

"Can you help me up please?" Harry and Zayn took hold of her hands and arms and hauled her up off the sofa. "I'm hurting. The baby is coming. This baby is coming right NOW!" The manager shreks. Hurting my ears I might add...Someone please tell me this isn't what I'm going to be like when I'm labour. The manager groaned in pain once again. 

"Okay. Wait here. Can you put your arms out straight like this..." She showed Harry how she wanted him to help her. Zayn stood a supported her back. 

"Yeah." 

"Hold me like this, like a chair." She grunted in pain once again. Fake pain I might add and she's a bit of a manny bugger isn't she? 

"You okay?" OMG. If Harry asks me that while I'm in labour he is being punched in the face. Of course she's not alright Harry you idiot. Why do I have twats as uncles? 

"No, I don't...I don't feel okay guys." 

"We're going to get someone." Yeah and noone is going to help. 

"I need to get up but I can't get up." Zayn and Harry pull the manager up. The shock and horror on Harry's face is just too funny. Inside I'm dying with laughter right now. Louis had come back from 'ringing his mum'. 

"Maybe, Do you just want to lay on the floor?" She nodded. 

"Yeah, is that good?" Harry started to freak out. The manager began to get down on the floor. 

"Why is no one...why is no one here? Niall?" The nervousness in his voice was clear on show. Liam and Zayn had set pillows down on the floor for the manager to lean on. 

"Maybe if you put yourself on here and rest your back on here..." Get dad talking all midwifey and positions that may help...I suppose sitting in a hospital watching Mum give birth was enough to do that. I was reffering to Danielle by the way. My thoughts got snapped back when I heard screams coming from the manager. 

"I'm not ready for this." Here come the waterworks. Always works on Uncle Haz. Zayn pointed to the cushions that were thrown on the floor anywhere. 

"Just lay on here." The manager got down on her hands and knees. 

"Can we get some help?" Awh get Lou being all caring.

"On your back, on your back." Oh god Dad just shut up. 

"Can somebody help us?" Dad shreked at the top of his voice. Hurting my ears once again. 

"I'm not having my baby on this floor..." Tough luck duck. 

"Just get...Just get people." Harry bagan to freak out again. 

"Can someone get my phone please?" The manager began to wine again. Oh gosh. I'm dreading my labour now. Shit. 

"Where-Where's your phone?" 

"Where's your phone?" Yes. She's been asked once. Calm down. 

"In my purse." Liam took her phone out of her purse. "Thankyou, can you call my husband? He's the first person on the list. Please breathe with me." She directed the last bit at Harry who began to breathe with her. Liam called her husband. 

"Hi, I'm here with your wife and she's in alot of pain, you know she's pregnant and she might be giving birth." What a dickhead. Well done dad. I'm sure her husband will be happy to know that...I'm sure he knows.

"Don't worry, don't worry. Calm down, Calm down." Harry began to sooth the manager continuing to breathe with her. 

"What did you end the call for?" Niall took the phone of Dad who snatched it back. "Hello, where are we- Ahh he's gone." 

"What happened?" This is too funny. Me and Josh keep sniggering and trying not to laugh but it's just too funny. 

"Hello? He's leaving a message, it's gone straight to answer machine." 

"Breathe with me please?" Erm excuse me? He was doing...

"Breathe slow okay? Breathe slow." Repeat yourself Harry always good. React like this...any of you while I'm in labour I will slap you all silly and I have to go through this twice. 

"Leave a message then." Louis was beginning too lose it. He's started to find it difficult not to crack. If I was him I'd have cracked by now. 

"Hi, err, Hi I'm here with your wife and she's giving birth I think..." 

"I am giving birth." She litrally screamed at Dad. Geez. 

"Where are we?" In a studio Dad? Nickeloden studio? 

"Tell him to pack my green cardigan." She grabbed hold of Harry's thigh and gripped onto it. 

"Pack her green cardigan Liam..." 

"Pack her green cardigan that's what you need to do. It's a really long message but you need to be here. Where are we? Louis where are we?" 

"I don't know where we are?" Louis put his hand upto his mouth trying to hide the laugh. 

"What studio are we at?" 

"Did you not? Liam did you not read the?" There was a pause of silence and then the manager screamed once again. Dad began to mummble once again before putting the phone down. Dad walked over to Harry, Louis and the manager. 

"I don't think this is the best position for you to be in, if I'm honest. Maybe you should..." 

"No, it helps my back, my back is killing me." The manager cut Dad off. 

"Right, yeah okay." 

"I refuse to give birth on this floor." Talk about being a dramatic diva. 

"Just try-" Before Harry could continue the manager sat up and spoke. 

"You-you've all just been pranked by Nickeloden." Me and Josh stood up, laughing our heads of. Harry did not look at all pleased what so ever. Harry picked up and pillow and slammed it down on the floor. 

"Argggg, I'm going to kill you Malik, Tomlinson, Smith, Payne-Smith." I went over and pulled Harry into a hug. 

"I'm sorry Uncle Haz." Harry nodded his head and sighed. 

"You were so embaressing Harry." Harry slapped Lou around the back of the head before going to sit back down on the sofa's. I followed suit, sitting next to Harry on the right handside of the sofa. The manager came and sat down with us, talking about what had just happened. In all honesty it was bloody hilarous. 

"Harry we're sorry. It was just too funny even as an idea let alone putting it into practice." I began to loose intrest when I got a sharp pain shooting up my abdoman. I screwed up my face in pure discomfort. No one noticed in the slightest. Seriously after everything that's just happened I don't think this is a good time for me to go into labour. 

"Owwwwwwwwwwwww, Harry help me up please?" I held out my arms. 

"Why what's wrong Em?" 

"I'm in labour." I heard Louis and Zayn laugh. I saw Josh's face plastered with pure shock. I'll admit I wasn't due until next week but yano. 

"Em, this isn't funny...Stop messing around." I gruntted in pain. 

"HARRY I'M NOT MESSING ABOUT, HELP ME UP!" I screamed in his face. Harry and Niall helped me up. As I stood up I felt a gush of water inbetween my legs. My waters. I began to breathe heavily... 

"Harry? I don't think Emma was joking." Way to point out the obvious Zayn. Well done...