Adopted by Luke Hemmings

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"Let's just find them?"

"Niall, quiet down."

"Okay, whatever Harry."

"Both of you hush will you?"

"Sorry Liam."

I heard footsteps coming up the stairs they opened the door next to mine and Emma's room. Oh god, maybe they won't wake up Michael. Please don't wake up Michael. I heard them shut the door back and they open the door to our bedroom and I heard three boys gasp.

"Guys that's Emma," Harry whispers and Emma shot up in the bed and began shaking my arm.

I open my eyes and she points to the door, not knowing I heard them. I sat up and waved and they waved back.

"Hey," Liam whispered.

"Hey, how was South America?" I asked as I stood up. Emma was tugging on my shirt and I picked her up too.

"Good, when did y'all get in?" Niall asked.

"Last night," I said as Emma just stared at them all sternly.

"Hi," Harry whispered to her as her stern eyes soften.

"Play?" she whispered towards him and he nodded. I set her down and she took Harry's hand and went down the hall to the play room they had set up for her when we arrived.

"Wanna go downstairs?" I asked and they nodded as we left my room.

Ashton and Calum were dead asleep on the floor in the living room. I grabbed two pillows, one for each hand, and I smacked them in the face. Calum woke up first and he got up and put a shirt on. Once he got back we decided to jump on Ashton and wake him up, maybe he'll wrestle with us that way.

I turned and Calum nodded, but then his eyes went wide. I turned and Ashton jumped on me, tackling me to the ground. I laugh as Calum jumps on me too and we wrestle in the floor.

"Guys be careful, I don't wanna go to the hospital today," Louis jokes as him and Zayn walk in from the front door.

"Hey," Ashton, Calum, and I sung to them as they went up the stairs. We'll probably go out later anyway.

"Daddy!" I heard Emma cry and I shoved them off me, shooting up from the floor to see her standing on the stairs, crying her eyes out.

"No, doll, I'm okay, c'mere," I said as she inched back up the stairs. That's the first time she's really spoken to me, besides when I woke her up yesterday and when she asked to play with Harry this morning. Oh shit.

"I'll be back," I assured the four boys as I ran up the stairs and into my room for now. She sat on the bed, crying into her hands.

"She okay? What's wrong?" Harry asked from behind me.

I turned and said, "She saw Ashton, Calum, and I wrestle and she thought I was getting hurt I guess." He patted my back, leaving me with Emma.

I walked closer and sat on the floor in front of her.

"Emma," I said as she separated a few of her fingers and looked at me.

I smiled, as I patted my lap and she cautiously got into my lap. I kissed her head and said, "Daddy's okay, alright? Me and Uncle Ashton and Uncle Calum were wrestling. They would never hurt daddy on purpose, okay princess?"

She nodded and cuddled into my chest and I kissed her forehead. I heard a snapshot behind me and I turned and saw everyone standing there with their phones in hand. I guess the fans will find out today about Emma, but I don't care. The guys and I love her and that is all that matters.