Adopted by Luke Hemmings

19

ATTENTION: IF YOU CRY WHEN LUKE OR ANY BOY CRIES I SUGGEST YOU GET A BOX OF TISSUES. THAT IS ALL.

Harry and I left my room and returned downstairs. Everyone stared at me as I sat in the floor next to Emma as she colored.

"Talk to her," Harry spoke gently towards me.

I nodded, taking her in my arms. I carried her upstairs and sat her on my bed.

"Alright sweet pea, let's talk," I spoke softly as she looked up at me.

"You know those really bad dreams that you get at night?" I asked her.

She nodded.

"Well, it turns out that those dreams are staying for a while. But you'll make it through, okay?" I told her.

"Yeah, okay daddy," she spoke.

I nodded, kissing her cheek. We returned downstairs and I sat Emma down in front of Niall as she played with her toys.

"How are you?" Niall asked.

I shrugged my shoulders, "I'm fine."

"You don't look fine, Luke," Michael commented.

"I'm fine. Can we just drop it?" I spoke, looking at the television.

I looked down a few minutes later and saw that Emma was asleep, so I picked her up and carried her upstairs. I laid her down in my bed and covered her up, kissing her flustered cheek and leaving. I shut the door and went back downstairs.

"We're going to get food, you okay here?" Harry asked.

"Yeah, of course," I spoke as they nodded and left.

I decided to go upstairs to check on Emma. She was laying there, still asleep. I walk over to grab my phone and she's crying and her face is red. Shit.

"Emma, baby wake up," I said as I uncovered her and shook her.

She kept screaming and crying, no matter how hard I tried to get her up.

"Daddy's here, wake up sweetheart please," I spoke as I just about cried.

"Emma, wake up," I spoke loudly.

"Luke?" Michael called as he ran up the stairs.

"Emma please," I whispered as tears went down my face.

"Back up Luke," he said as he shoved me back some.

"Emma, wake up," Michael said picking her up and patting her back.

She eventually woke up, gasping for air. I started to breathe heavily as tears flew down my cheeks. I ran my fingers through my hair over and over again and I calmed down. But those tears never stopped.

"Luke," Michael sighed.

"I can't take it. You didn't see how miserable she was," I choked as I dropped to the floor.

"I need help!" Michael screamed.

I heard things drop and the boys run up the stairs.

"Someone take her," he spoke as Liam took her away downstairs.

"Calum get Ashton, we'll need him," Michael said as everyone left.

Calum returned with Ashton and he shut the door. They all sat in front of me, looking scared out of their minds.

"Luke," Calum spoke quietly.

"You didn't see," I sobbed.

"What didn't we see?" Michael asked, even though he already had an idea.

"Her. She looked so miserable. I screamed so loud just to try and wake her, but nothing worked. She was shaking and crying and screaming. And I was trying to help and she didn't even know," I choked.

I glance up and Ashton had tears going down his cheeks.

"I can't handle it," I cried as I cried into my knee's.

"Hey, yes you can. With our help you can do anything you put your heart to," Michael spoke.

I only nodded and cried some more.

"Don't cry," Ashton spoke as he cried.

"Why are you crying then, you little shit," Calum spoke.

"Because he's crying," he whined pointing to me.

"We're such children," Michael laughed as he wiped away his few tears.

I laughed, wiping mine away with my thumb. We went downstairs and Emma sat there in Harry's lap, playing with his hair.

"She doesn't remember," Niall whispered to me.

"Yeah, I wish I didn't either," I spoke back.