Living The Dream (Adopted By Harry Styles)

I NEED HELP

Hey OMG this is so exciting, I can't write so if there are a lot of mistakes sorry haha. My names Troy, by the way

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Carol's POV
I have just delivered a baby. I haven't held her in my arms yet and I really want to see my creation. I had to have a C section or a Caesarean section. It didn't hurt much, but I was definitely anxious to get the baby out.

But right now, the first word to describe me would be weak. I can barely keep my eyes open. The doctor told me that I might not make it, because I had lost so much blood and won't stop bleeding. I told him that all I wanted to do was hold my baby and he said that I could after he talked to my only visitor. I wanted my visitor to take care of my baby, for the rest of its life. My only visitor is Harry Styles.

Harry and I went to the same Elementary, Middle, and partially High school. Harry left in the 10th grade, but we still remained best friends. We would die for each other if we had to.

Harry's POV
I was nervously tapping my foot on the ground and got up when the doctor came into the Waiting Room. I haven't heard anything about the delivery and it was making me nervous. The doctor came over to me with a sympathetic expression. "She has lost so much blood, She might not make it." He said solemnly.

I just froze, my eyes became glossy. My best friend was dying.

What do I do now?

What about the baby?

"What about the baby?" My voice cracked. "Carol wants you to take care of the baby. You are the only person, that will accept the child." He explained. I nodded. "What is the baby's name?" I wondered. "Her name is Taylor Elizabeth Stevenson." The doctor said.

"I have to check with my boss to see if it's ok." I sigh. I walk to a quieter place as if the waiting room wasn't quite already and call Simon.

The phone convo
H=Harry S=Simon

H= Hi Uncle Si.
S= Hey Harry, are you alright?
H= um, no not really. My best friend has given birth and she's dying.
S= I'm so sorry Harry.
H= Simon, I need to adopt the child.
S= What?
H= Si, no one will take care of the kid except for me.
S= I understand, I think that this is very mature of you.
H= Thank you so much, Simon.
S= Don't mention it. Good Luck.
Then I hang up.

Carol's POV
The Doctor tells me that I can see Taylor, finally, and Harry comes in. As soon as I see him I start to cry.

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Harry, then, starts to cry. I want to hug him but I'm weak. Harry, instead, wraps his warm arms around me. This is probably the last time that I hug him. "I love you so much." I whisper into his shoulder." I love you too."

Harry gets up when he sees the incubator roll in. They pick up my child and hand her to me. Taylor felt warm and delicate in my arms. " I love you to pieces, Taylor Elizabeth Stevenson. I might not be there for your life, but I will always remember this moment with you for the first and last time. Harry is your new daddy. He's going to take good care of you. I'll always remember you, Taylor. Always in my Heart. Mommy loves you. " I started to cry. I love her. I kiss her forehead.

The doctor takes her away from me and I start to cry harder. Harry comes over to hold my hand and squeezes it tight. I lie in bed crying while Harry squeezes my hand and sings 'Forever Young'. I start to get weaker and weaker. " I love you, Harry and also love Taylor. Make sure you tell her how much I love her. Take care of her. Promise me you will?" I said weakly.

"I promise, Carol. I promise. Please don't leave me. " I whimpered. "It's my time to leave, Haz." As I start to see the light. It's starts to get closer and closer.

My grip on Harry gets weaker and weaker. " PLEASE CAROL DON'T LEAVE!" He screams."PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE!" He cries. "I'm sorry." I say barely audible. The light finally eats me up. The last thing I remember was Harry crying and a machine going off.

Harry's POV
The beep. That dreadful beep. The same beep I heard when my grandmother died. She's gone.
Forever.
Left.
Bye.
She's no longer on earth.
The nurses come in and shut her beautiful brown eyes and cover her corpse.
I walk out the room crying.
The doctor tells me, I can check up on the baby everyday until she is ready to go home. I thank him with puffy red eyes. I walk to my black Range Rover as soon as I shut the door. I start to bawl.
I just can't believe it.
I call Carol's parents to tell them the news.
After I'm finished I drive home, still crying softly.
As soon as I'm home I go straight to bed and cry myself to sleep.

If we can only turn back time...