Back For You《 H.S. 》

Month 9 Part 2

Harry's P.O.V.

"Harry." I looked over to Rosemarie, who had pain written all over her face. "My stomach hurts." she cried. I wipped a fallen tear off her cheek and she sqeezed my hand tighter.

"If I could trade places, I would." she gave me a weak smile.

Flashback

"Where are you taking me Harry?" she asked as I pulled her againsta row of lockers. "Why are we in here?" she asked.

"So we can talk duh." she sighed and sat down. I sat beside her.

"What do you want to do after you're done with school?" she asked.

"I want to be a singer."  she smiled.

"Sing for me curly." I shook my head no "Please." she begged. I shook my head again and she pouted crossing her arms. "Try out for the X Factor." she suddenly came up with an idea.

"No I'm alright." 

"Yeah I know you are, because you're sighning up." she smiled taking out her phone.

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My flashback was cut off, by Rosemarie screaming in pain. "Harry get the doctor!" she let go of my hand and I ran out the room, well almost before I bumped into the doctor.

"Oh Dr. Gradenbush."

"She's ready." my heart stopped. She's ready...already? I followed him into the room and saw, what seemed like millions, of nurses running around. I went to Rose's side and pushed her heair out of her face. She grabbed my hand and squeezed it tightly. I really wish I could trade places, but I can't. "Ok Rosemarie, I'm going to need you to push." my eyes widened. I've never reallly been in this situation! What do I do.

(Let's just bare the actual pushing part, and...)

"He's out." I sighed of relief, until I remembered we still had another person in her stomach. The nurse took my little boy and went to wash him off.  Then I wondered, how can she, as little as she is, push out these babies. I heard screaming, but it wasn't from Rosemarie. I looked over and saw him. He was whining and wiggling around. It made me wonder how you can fall in love with someone, without even touching them, or looking at them properly.

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I took him in my arms, small and fragil. 

Isaiah Trenton Styles & Elijah James Styles, born to Rosemarie Ezmora and Harry Styles, born in London, England on the 28th of March.

I looked up to see Elijah in her arms. They're beautiful. I saw the door open and directed my attention to my best mates. They all smiled at me, and came to see my boys. Prim jumped up on the bed in front of Rose and looked down at Elijah. "Awww." Danielle gushed, making me laugh.

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Someone told me that One Direction will never love me because of the way I look. I haven't really updated since, and I'm sorry for that. But I hope you get why...no further comments, from me on the situation.

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