our best mistake • mileven

22.

MIKE'S POV

"mike.." el whispers as i set up the crib, "mhm. is the crib placed wrong?" i turn around and see her holding her stomach, "i just had a very very very bad cramp."

"oh my god!" i rush over to her as she lets out a groan, "no, i'm only 7 fucking months! he can't be early!

"baby's come early. they do!" i panic, "uh, baby bag, baby bag." i sit el down on a chair.

"you packed a baby bag!?" she cries out as i nod, "i was being prepared!" i run to my room and pull the bag from out of the closet.

"has your water broke yet?" i ask.

"NO!" she screams loudly, "I GOT ANOTHER ONE!"

"IT'S OKAY!" i scream and rush back to the room to hold her, "okay, okay. it's okay. baby milo is early. he's early." i help her up as she exhales, "mhm, he is just early."

i nod and hold her as i lead her downstairs slowly.

she lets out a small cry, "i heard childbirth hurts. oh, my sweet vagina."

i laugh and open the car door for her once we reach my car and throw the baby bag into the back.

"oh, we get to see milo today." i breathe out as she lets out a groan, "my vagina is gonna rip! you're going to say it's ugly!"

"no, i'll still love you." i reassure her as she cries quietly, "no, it's going to be so ugly. you won't love me anymore."

love.

"and i love you and i'm in my pain and i'm scared and if don't love me, who will love me?" she sobs loudly as i shush her, "no, baby, i love you. i'll still love you. i'll love you."

"you'll love my vagina?"

"and i'll love your vagina." i say as she nods, "okay."

"we can run a red. let's run a red." i say and drive through a red.

"DON'T YOU DARE CRASH, MICHAEL WHEELER!" she screams as i nod, "i'm sorry! i'm sorry! we're here. we're almost here!"

"i'm not dying in a car crash!" she shouts as i nod, "we're not dying in a car crash!"

"we're here. we're here." i say.

"oh, that's quick." she breathes out as i turn off the car and exit it quickly.

"all lights were green. thankfully." i grab the baby bag and help her out of the car, "you blew through a red!"

"that's the only one." i say and help her into the hospital.

the automatic doors open and i hold el up as she holds her stomach, "i'm only 7 months!" she shouts and that catches the nurses attentions.

"she's only 7 months!" i repeat and a nurse rolls over a bed for her.

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EL'S POV

"false contractions?" i ask as the doctor nods, "you had false contractions. meaning the baby is not coming yet."

"wait, so when's the baby coming?" mike asks.

"it could be soon. tomorrow, a month. two months. a week." he says, "we will never know but the baby is not coming today." he says as i nod slowly and wave as the doctor leaves the room.

i see mike exhale and sit down on a seat, "thank god.  the crib is not ready. my baby can't sleep in that thing nor in that room yet."