All She Wants

"I know that they worry, they all worry that i'm lonely, or that i'm sad, or whatever. But i'm not. I don't think they understand how happy I am just to be around them."|
Emma Grace Styles has had anything but a normal childhood. Being the daughter of pop sensation Harry Styles, she's grown up around the monumental success of the hit band, One Direction. At eleven years old she has already learned about the world around her, the good things and even the bad. With wisdom beyond her years, and the sarcastic wit she's acquired thanks to her Uncles, will Emma be able to finally adjust to the simplistic life of a normal eleven year old that she so yearned for? Or will change prove to be too much for her to handle?
Book II of the She Taught Me How To Love Series


7. Old and Boring


Old and Boring

Emma's P.O.V

"Next time I get to choose where we're going." I say as Uncle Niall and I approach the car with takeout boxes in hand for mum and dad.

"What? Nando's and the zoo wasn't fun enough for you?"Uncle Niall closes the car door as I strap myself in. He looks at me through the rear view mirror, "You used to love the zoo."

"I still do."

"But? What the hell Emma?"

"Hey, swear jar."

"We're not at home, doesn't count."

"Well, I'm just saying, let's go out and do something else?"

"Like what?" He says starting the car. 

"I don't know. Maybe go to a museum or something?"

He turns around and looks at me with a furrow face, "Are you really eleven? You sound like you're thirty."

I laugh out loud at the fact that Uncle Niall's Irish accent once again made it sound like 'turdy' instead of 'thirty'.

"Hey, you laughing at me again little girl?"

"Why do you say that?" I say trying to stop my laughter.

"Watch it Ems, I may love you but I can stop taking you out."

"Hey, all I suggested was a museum."

"You're nine, I am not taking you to a bloody museum."

"But I'm a kid, I'm supposed to learn aren't I?"

"That's what school's for, princess. Saturdays are made for fun."


We start to drive, finally, and make our way back home. 

"How 's Edie?"


"She still sick?"

"Um, no but she's tired all the time."


I roll my eyes, knowing that if Uncle Liam were here he'd probably hit Niall in the back of the head for saying it was weird. They always fought over how rude Uncle Niall was.

"I think she'll get better soon."

"Let's hope so princess."


"We're home!" I say as soon as we open the door. 

Dad is sitting at the kitchen table and smiles widely when he looks at me. 

"Baby! I missed you. It's been a long day."

"We brought food." I say climbing onto his lap and wrapping my arms around him. 

"Love, with Niall you always bring food."

"Damn right she does, you can't show up to someone's home without food." Niall says as he places the boxes of take out upon the counter. 

"Niall, when people normally visit they don't bring large boxes of take out."

"Well they should." he says unpacking the boxes and setting them upon plates.

Dad shakes his head and turns to look at me, "And how was your day?"

"Fun. We went to the zoo."


"You too!?" Niall says slamming down a fork he had in his hand, "Next time, Emma can take herself out if you two don't bloody appreciate all the things I do for her. Yes I took her to the zoo, Harold. She's nine. Tell me where the fuck else I'm supposed to take an eleven year old."

"A museum?" Dad says turning to look at me. I cover my face already knowing Uncle Niall was going to lose it.

"No wonder she said that! What are you? A museum!? She's a kid! She needs fun!"

"Museums are fun." 

"No they are not! Unless you're old and boring!"

"Guess we're old and boring, Ems." My dad hugs me tightly to him and kisses me on the cheek. Uncle Niall simply continues putting food on plate and mumbles to himself. 

"Let's eat." Uncle Niall says, a bit mad, as he sets the plates at the table.

"I'll get your mom." Dad says lifting me up off his lap and placing me onto the floor. 

Uncle Niall stares at me with his arms crossed and shakes his head.

"What?" I say looking at him.

"Emma, if you're not having fun you could just say so."

"I never said it wasn't any fun."

"Then you do like spending time with your Uncle Niall?"

"Of course I do."


I run up to him and open my arms. He chuckles and bends down to my height and wraps me in his arms. 

"Don't grow up so fast, Ems."

"I'll try."

"Aw." We both look up to see dad in the doorway looking at us with a big smile, "You two melt my heart."

"Where's mum?"

"She's tired, baby. You're stuck with me and your Uncle Niall."

"Has mum at least been alright today?"

"Of course she has, she's just catching up on her beauty sleep is all."


"Everyone sit down then, let's eat!" 


Harry's P.O.V

After Emma Left the table to check on Edie, Niall started to clean up the plates. He looked at me with the question in his eyes, but decided not to ask it. 

"She's alright." I say. 

I could literally hear all the tension leaving Niall's body in the one breath he took as soon as I spoke.

"You're sure?" he says turning to look at me. "I was worried, you know? She doesn't seem to be getting better."

"She's pregnant."

The plate Niall was holding slipped out of his hands into the sink. He looked up at me wordlessly.


"I" He says shaking his head, "I thought something was really wrong with her." He smiles widely, "Turns out we're just getting another member to the family."


"What you're not excited?"

"I am...I just..."

"Emma doesn't know does she?"

"How could I tell her?" I say looking up at Niall. 

"How can you not? She's worried sick Harry, she thinks something is really wrong with Edie, you need to tell her."

"But how?"

Niall shrugs his shoulder as if it were no big deal.

"You just sit her down and tell her 'Princess' no wait princess is my thing, 'Baby, your mum isn't sick okay? She's pregnant! You're going to have a baby brother or sister in a few months!"


Both Niall and I turn around to see Emma at the door way, her jaw a bit slack and her eyes very wide.

"What did my uncle Niall say?"







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