The Time Capsule (Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter 45

Madden's POV
24 years old

"Is he almost here?" I ask my mom and Anne as my breathing is becoming more shallow through the pain.

"Baker and RJ haven't stopped calling him and they're out driving around trying to find him now." Anne reassures me as she dabs my forehead with a wet washcloth.

"Where the hell is he?" I cry out as another contraction hits and takes my breath away. I lean back on a whimper and do my best to breathe through the pain.

I've been at the hospital now for close to two hours. My water broke this morning and I had of course tried to call Harry first, but he never answered.

After 30 minutes of nothing, and the contractions coming close to every 3 minutes, I broke down and called my mom and Harry's and they raced over to come and get me and take me to the hospital.

August was left at home with my dad, who would never admit it, but he loved spending one on one time with him. He never got a son and I think he took a lot of pride in teaching August things he would have loved to have done with a son.

When we got to the hospital and I was finally placed in a room when they deemed that I was truly in active labor, they checked my cervix and I was already 5 cm dilated.

This baby girl had a mind of her own, much like her father, and she wasn't slowing down anytime soon.

It was now two hours later and I was 7 cm dilated, and if someone didn't find my husband soon, he was going to miss me bringing our daughter into the world.

And then I was likely to murder him after and he'd miss everything after.

My mom and Anne hadn't left my side and they were doing everything they could to help me breathe through the pain and contractions, but the only person I wanted was Harry.

Finally, 30 minutes and a lot of curse words later, Harry burst through my hospital door with Baker and RJ right behind him, all 3 looking extremely anxious and out of breath.

"I'm here baby!" He said and raced over to my side. "I'm here. I'm so sorry."

"Where. Were. You?" I seethe.

"I was at a new job site and didn't realize I didn't have service on my phone. I didn't even have any missed calls or text from anyone. RJ and Bake finally found me and told me what was going on."

"If I had had this baby without you here with me, I would have murdered your ass. Do you know that?" I ask through gritted teeth, because the contractions were hitting me again but my anger at Harry was doing a good job of helping me ignore it some.

"Yes. Yes I know, and it would have been well deserved. But I'm here now and not going anywhere until our girl is here, okay?" He picks my hand up that doesn't have an IV sticking out of it and kisses each of my fingers gently, making some of my anger melt away. "Someone catch me up to speed."

My mom and Anne waste no time telling him everything the doctors and nurses have said and done since we've been here, and it could be any moment now that I'll be able to start pushing.

Harry looks at me when my mom tells him something he doesn't seem too happy about. "You refused an epidural?"

I nod my head and do my best to ignore the pain at the reminder of that said decision.

"Why?"

"Because I don't need it."

Harry looks at my gripped fists and sweat soaked covered head. "So you'd rather put yourself through this kind of pain?"