(March 11th - 38 weeks)
HARRY
"Fuck!" I heard Louis yell from our new bedroom, and I shot out of the study to see what was going on.
"Babe? What's happening?"
"C-Contractions," he wheezed, still in obvious pain. "15 minutes apart and 30 seconds long, and my water broke. I swear to god Harry Edward Styles, you are never putting that dick anywhere near me ever again or I will rip it off!"
I gulped, putting my hand protectively in front of my crotch. I put a pillow under his back, trying to make him more comfortable. "Shit. I guess it's time, huh?"
Louis looked at me, fear in his eyes. "I'm not ready Harry. I can't do this."
"Hey," I hushed him. "You will do amazing. You've already done amazing. Don't doubt yourself. Just think, tomorrow, you're going to be holding Vivian in your arms."
He smiled weakly at that. "I can't wait."
"We'll time your contractions okay? When it hits 5 minutes apart for 60 - 90 seconds, we're going to the hospital."
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An hour later, Louis contractions were much closer together, 6 minutes apart and 1 minute long, and were noticeably more painful.
"Fuck, okay let's go," I lifted Lou and brought him out to my car. "Let's go meet Vivian."
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"Harry! Where is he, is he okay?" Liam and Zayn rushed into the waiting room, out of breath and panting.
I sighed. "He's having a C-section right now. He's been in there for hours."
Zayn sat down next to me, putting his arms around my shoulders. "Both of them will be alright, yeah?"
"I hope so, I just wanted to be in there with him. He was so scared Zayn. Scared that he would be a horrible father like his own, scared that he wouldn't be able to take care of her like he needs to. I-"
"Harry Styles?" A male nurse came out into the waiting room.
Liam, Zayn and I immediately stood up. "Yes?"
"Mr. Tomlinson's surgery is completed, and you are welcome to see him now."
Liam patted my back. "You go in first, we'll see him later."
I nodded, thanking them, before slowly walking down the long hall and entering Louis' room.
"Baby?"
Louis looked up, a tired smile gracing his features. "Haz," he breathed out. "Come here."
I walked in quietly, sitting beside Louis on the bed. "Wow," I whispered. "Can I- Can I hold her?"
Louis rolled his eyes. "Of course you can! Just, be careful, yeah?"
I nodded hesitantly, taking her out of Louis' arms and carefully wrapping mine around her.
"Hey Viv," I spoke softly, not wanting to wake her. "I'm your daddy. I promise I'll make your life the best that it can be."
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Always You (L.S.) (Completed)
RomanceWhen Louis decides to text the boy he met at a party, he realizes that he gave him the wrong number. But is that really such a bad thing?