Louis Tomlinson's Daughter // Completed [✔️]

Daddy's Girl SPACE Friend

(edited: 7/07/17)

Emmi's P.O.V

I walked into the kitchen to see dad up and ready for the day. He looked nice, not like red carpet, but not lazy 'let's just chill' attire.

"Morning, dad." I greeted, confusion in my voice.

"Oh, good you're up!" Dad cheered looking at me. "I'll make you cereal."

"Thanks," I said, slowly. "So, you're awake this morning."

"Well, I'm not sleep walking." He joked.

"But you do that." I teased. "So, you have plans today?"

He poured Fruity Pebbles in a bowl.

"We have plans today." He corrected.

"Oh. What are we doing?" I asked.

"I want you to meet my friend." He told me.

"Where is he?" I asked.

"She's not here. We are going to go meet her."

Wait SHE.

"She?" I repeated.

"Yes, her name is Alice." Dad informed me.

He handed me the bowl. We had just been standing there, talking. I walked to the dinning room and sat down. He followed behind me.

"So, after you're done get ready and look cute." He told me.

"Don't I always?" I teased.

He rolled his eyes.

"Also you have to be on your best behavior!" Dad told me.

"And what if I'm not?" I pressed.

"No Xbox." Dad gave me a playful look.

"Then I'll just be bored and you'll have to entertain me." I pointed out.

"I'll send you to your room." He sassed.

"Rude," I mumbled.

"Now hurry up and eat!" He rushed.

I ate my fruity pebbles.

Did you know that all the colors actually taste the same? They aren't even flavored. School ruined my childhood of having a favorite fruity pebble "flavor". I was so lost in my thoughts I didn't realize I had finished my cereal, I was just sitting there scooping up milk in my spoon.

"Emmi!" Dad shouted. "You're done."

"I knew that." I sassed.

I got up and put my bowl in the sink. I went to my room to get dressed. I put on a grey concrete looking shirt that said in yellow print 'complain less dream more,' with like a sky background, I put on my dark skinny jeans, and white high top converse.

I brushed my hair out of it's crazy bed head, that I was definitely pulling off.

My hair was very straight, just like my mom's, she always had straight brown hair. Some people say I look a quiet like my mom, more than dad. I wish I had dad's blue eyes though, or Uncle Niall's, or Uncle Harry's green ones. I left my hair down, except pinning a little white flower clip with a yellow middle. I brushed my teeth.

Then it finally hit me. Dad's friend is a girl. Is she just in the picture to help him get over Eleanor? He's totally heartbroken over her, isn't he? This is all my fault! What if Eleanor thinks my dad moved on? Then she'll move on, then they'll both be taken and my crazy hope that they will reunite will be impossible. Ugh!