Little Mix/ Y/N imagines And Preferences (Completed)

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Perrie/Y/N. Plot: You're heavily pregnant and planning on having a water birth at home.

Perrie's POV:
My baby's been in so much pain lately. I hate to see her like this, Y/N is a week late with our son. She's been really moody lately and I've been doing everything she says.

I'm currently in the kitchen making lunch whilst keeping a eye on my wife on the couch.

"How is she then?" My mom asks through the phone
"I'm really worried about her, mam. She's been very tired." I respond taking a peek into the living room.
"Love, it's normal for a pregnant lady to be very tired. You remember I told you how tired I was before you was born" She tells me.
"I know, mam. It's just a little scary. It's our firstborn child." I sigh "You know how much she means to me!"
"Darling, I knew that the day you asked her to marry you." She says slightly laughing.
"Alright, mam. I gotta go. Love you very much" I say.
"Alright, pet. Text me when my grandson comes. Love you" She replies which makes me chuckle. I hang up and walk into the living room.

"Hey, gorgeous. How's the little man in there?" I ask after kissing her forehead
"He's being a right little monkey in there." Y/N says with a slight giggle.
I get down on my knees and lift up her shirt a little bit. "Hey there, my little prince. Are you troubling mommy? Mama and mommy can't wait to meet your little tush." I say to her belly. "When you finally get here, you'll see the most beautiful lady in your life. Your mama is the most beautiful person on earth" I say the last part whilst smiling at the love of my life.
I stand up and give Y/N a kiss on the forehead.

A few hours later:
Y/N's POV:
I've just gone into the early stages of labour and the worst part is that Perrie is downstairs and I'm in so much pain that I can't get out of bed. I use all of my energy to yell out for Perrie, I hear somebody rushing upstairs and opens the door. Perrie rushes towards my side.
"Is he coming?" She asks with a sense of painic readable on her face. All I can do is nod "I'll phone the midwife, take deep breaths baby." A few minutes later, we hear the doorbell ring. "Sit tight, I'll be back in a moment

A few minutes later:

"Alright Y/N let's get you in the bath. Would you like Perrie behind you?" I nod yes, Perrie strips down to her underwear and gets in the bath and I get in carefully and lean against her chest.
"You're currently at 7cm dilated, when at 10 we can begin pushing, okay?" I nod saving my energy for the big moment. "We'll give you two a bit of time by yourselfs. Shout when you feel it's time." The midwife tells us.
"Got it, thanks" Perrie replies as the midwives leave.

I groan which makes Perrie giggle a bit. "You're gonna do amazing, love." I hear Perrie whisper into my ear. "Remember, I'm right here for you." She kisses my cheek and holds me protectively, rubbing my swollen belly gently.
"This is a living nightmare" I say quietly.

About 30 minutes later:
I'm still in the bath, being comforted by Perrie when I feel his head begin to go down. "Babe, he's coming." I say as I begin to feel pain.
"He's coming out!" Perrie yells and the midwives rush back in and check me over.
"Alright, it's time to push. Y/N." The midwife announces. I grab onto Perrie's available hand as she pushes my legs apart with the other. "I can already feel a tiny bit of hair" the midwife tells us. "Okay, push!"
I push with all my might, it's excruciatingly painful, my head leans back into Perrie's bare chest. "Breathe, darling, breathe" Perrie whispers and I do as told. "We have a head! Keep pushing!" I again push with all might until I hear the best news of all day "Congratulations, Perrie and Y/N! It's a healthy baby boy." The midwife announces and cuts the umbilical cord, then placing our little man on my chest, crying loudly. I can feel myself getting emotional. Perrie starts kissing the back of my head and I feel so happy.

The next day:
Perrie's POV:
Y/N is getting some needed rest whilst I'm with our little man whom we decided to name Thomas Grayson Edwards. I'm currently walking around his nursery and talking to him
"Hey there, my precious little man. Are you a handsome angel? I say quietly "You have your mama's eyes, don't you? Look at those beautiful y/e/c eyes. You remind me so much of your mama. You're basically her mini me. You don't look much like mommy, do you?" I lay him down and take a picture of him and post it to my Instagram with the caption "Thomas Grayson Edwards, born 7:32pm 11th December. I'm so in love with our little angel.". "Welcome home, Tommy."

Jesus that was long as f*ck (ha that's what she said ;] )