(Edited: 7/6/17)
Emmi's P.O.V
We pulled up to a huge house. Louis stopped the car and got out. He opened my door and unbuckled me.
"I can unbuckle myself." I told him.
"Okay." He said, backing off.
I climbed out of the car. I still didn't like this guy. We walked up the driveway, me following behind him. Louis just walked in, not even knocking. How rude!
"It's just me!" He shouted.
"Boo bear?" A deep voice called, running in.
"Haz," Louis screamed, running to the guy and hugging him, a 0.5 second hug.
I stood at the door.
What kind of name is Haz?
"This must be Emmi!" "Haz" said, smiling at me.
"Yep, that's the little munchkin." Louis said.
Heck no. That will not be my nickname.
"Lou, can she talk?" "Haz" asked.
Louis chuckled.
Great, this man has a funny voice, too!
"Emmi, this is Uncle Harry." Louis introduced him.
"Nice to meet you, 'Haz'" I said.
They laughed at me, but I don't know why. I stuck my hand out and Harry shook my hand.
"She has proper manners. Are you sure she's your's?" Harry teased Louis. "She has your style."
Louis did an eye roll.
"You want to go meet Aunt Elizabeth?" Louis asked me.
No.
"Sure." I said, sounding excited.
Not excited.
I followed Louis and Harry into a kitchen. A tall lady with blonde hair, hazel eyes and freckles was cooking.
"Elizabeth, this is your niece, Emmi." Louis said.
She looked down at me.
"Awe! You're such cutie!" She exclaimed.
At least she doesn't have a silly voice, like these guys.
"Hello, Elizabeth." I said, putting my hand out for her to shake it.
She took my hand and shook it.
"Darcy will be home in a couple hours, then you'll have someone to play with!" Elizabeth explained to me.
I nodded smiling at her. I'm not looking forward to this kid one bit.
"Louis, I'm bored." I whined, tugging on his shirt.
"There's a trampoline outside." Harry said.
I have to admit, that does sound fun.
I nodded. He took my hand, I tried pulling away, but he was too strong. He showed me outside.
Their trampoline was in the ground, and next to it was a unground pool. I ran to the trampoline and he went back inside. I jumped on it all by myself, thinking.
I miss mommy already. I laid down on the trampoline. Maybe Louis will take me to my house and I can take a last look at it.
I don't want it to be my last look! That's been my house since I was a baby! I don't want to leave! I wish mommy didn't of had to leave.
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Louis Tomlinson's Daughter // Completed [✔️]
Fanfic*Edited* A mother and a daughter, that's how it's always been. Until Emmi heard the words, "That's your daddy. You're going to go live with him." #2 on the #LouisTomlinson'sDaughter list