Before anyone said a word, we rushed to the hospital. We followed quickly behind Louis and Eleanor's car, who was behind Niall and Mackinzie. Liam and Danielle were behind us, and Zayn and Perrie were dropping the boatload of kids at a neighbour's. I glanced over at Harry, he was twiddling his thumbs around the wheel. I placed a cool and on his shoulder, he jumped.
"Babe, breathe! This isn't even your baby!" I chuckled.
"But it's Niall's first! And he is like family." Harry explained.
"What are you going to do when this girl comes along?" I asked.
"Be the proudest, and best father of the most beautiful child in the world." he whispered.
Minutes later we had pulled into the lot and scurried into the labour and delivery area. Niall and Mackinzie were quickly rushed back. Danielle, Liam, Louis, Eleanor, Harry, and I all sat in the waiting room to prepare ourselves for the new angel about to land on Earth. We watched about 2 more mothers in labour come in and after 4 hours we decided to head down for some snacks, since it was about 9pm. I ordered a small fruit salad and sat with the girls at a table.
"Aren't you so excited!?" Perrie squealed, she had just arrived with Zayn after picking the kids up from the neighbours and bringing them to my place, where Anne and Trisha were on watch.
"I am going insane!" Danielle squealed. I rolled my eyes and chewed a piece of cataloupe, glancing at Harry. He raised an eyebrow and winked before turning back to the guys, a small gesture that always sent chills down my spine.
After another hour of chit-chat, Niall called Louis to share that Mackinzie's contractions had quickened, and that the baby would be here in about an hour.
Suddenly, a wild looking Maura and Bobby came rushing in with Mackinzie's parent by their side, prepared to see their first grandchild be born.
After 67 texts, 3 laughter explosions, 7 glasses of juice, and a nosebleed, Niall ran down.
"Guys...there's someone I'd like you to meet." he said.
We all hurried into the elevator and went in one couple at a time. When it was my turn, Harry and I linked hands.
Mackinzie was laying in her bed, holding a pink blanketed bundle. It started to coo. Maura had tears on her cheeks, and Mackinzie's mum was on her mobile phone.
I walked up to her and held out my arms. She placed the baby in my arms and I gasped. She was gorgeous. Her eyes came from Niall, the clear blue that sure would capture the boys. She had thick blonde lashes framing them, and thin blonde eyebrows to match her wavy, thick hair. Her cheeks were naturally flushed, like Niall's, and she had Mackinzie's smile.
Her tiny hand wrapped perfectly around my index finger.
"Hello baby...."
"Sheelagh." Niall finished. ((Pronounced "Shee-lah"))
"Sheelagh?" Harry asked.
"It is traditional Irish for "pure and musical."" Mackinzie explained.
"Well hello baby Sheelagh! I am Auntie Brianna!" I cooed.
"And I'm Uncle Harry, the fit one." Harry said from behind me.
"Harold! Don't set an example!" I gasped.
Sheelagh giggled, a beautiful mixture of Niall's booming laugh, and Mackinzie's melodious giggle.
I winked at Niall as Sheelagh fell asleep in my arms. The nurse tiptoed over and took her from me to the nursery.
I sat on the end of the bed.
"How are you feeling?" I asked them.
"Unexplainable. I still can't quite wrap my head around that she is MINE. That I created such a....such a...precious baby." Niall gushed.
"Damn mate, you're whipped." Harry joked, earning him a punch.
"I am tired, but it was so worth it. She is the best thing. Ever." Mackinzie sighed.
"It was possibly the most beautiful thing to witness." Niall said.
"Possibly?" Mackinzie asked.
"Well number one would have to be when I saw you and knew you were the ONE." he replied.
Harry came behind me and whispered in my ear, meant for the baby.
"Hi sunshine! This will be mummy and daddy in a few months, gushing and proud."
