Confused

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A/N
Well nobody commented. But this all was recapped when I saw how much the book reached. 4k!!! OMG. Even if some of you think this book is young, but like, I thought this story was some trash! Thanks so much for some of you who stuck with the story.

You made me feel as if this story is really worth it and good. Although it was my first fucked up narry book xD.

Thanks again

Nxo
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Harry's POV

I stare at the ceiling, while the baby is sleeping beside me. What's cute is, that he's curled up to me, sleeping peacefully, as I lay here, feeling miserably sick. I always seem to think about Niall. This isn't any us, it's really no fun without him. I can't even stop blaming myself for doing that to him. I deserve this. I deserve feeling sick. I am sooo fucking sick. Heck, I deserve to die.

Looking down at the now 4 days old baby to see him, shifting a little. He opens his eyes slowly and looks up at me tiredly. Moving my hand up, to stroke gently and extra careful his soft brown hair. His eyes sparkle and I smile down at the baby. I move my little finger (A/N pinky. Yes, I am such a baby. I love to name it like that xD. Get back to reading!) he grasps it with his tinny hand and smiled toothless at me. So adorable, if you can imagine that. All that love I give him. Just looking at the little 4 days old makes me even more emotional.

The poor boy seems not to fall asleep again, because I heard whimpering. Aww....... I can't stop cooing. I sing him a little lullaby. What I didn't realize is I fell asleep too, trying to imagine hardly Niall laying beside me.

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So basically the best way I woke up in today, was the baby crying and my phone roaring beside me. Well I meant ringing. I groan, taking the baby in my arms and lulling him a little. Maybe a little entertaining because he started giggling. I give him an Eskimo kiss and turn my head to look at the ID caller. Unknown. I feel like it's some emergency, because the person maybe called me 5 times a row, so I answer.

"Hello?" I ask, still the little boy giggling in my arms.

"Harry! We have an emergency" instantly I knew who's voice belongs to.

"I'll be there" I put the baby, between some pillows so he won't move and kill himself. I run to the bathroom putting on some deodorant because I can't have a shower since it's an emergency. I put quickly some clothes, brushing my hair back and also wash my teeth. I grab a baby outfit so the boy won't freeze in this December weather. I run downstairs with the boy and put my coat on.

Driving safely but quickly to the hospital was an understatement. You now know what's going on, so I won't repeat. I run in the hospital with the baby in my arms. I enter the room when I first came in yesterday and see nurses rushing out and in, while dr. Will tries to take Niall's pulse.

"Harry you made it in time" dr. Will said and I sigh, sitting down and quieting the baby a little, of course by putting the Titina in his mouth.

"You can put the baby in the crib here" he said and I nod, lulling him as he falls to sleep again and put him in the crib. I walk back to the bed and look at the helpless Niall. Gulping I look up at the doctor and he sighs, seeming exhausted.

"I don't know, what's happening with Niall.." He sighs again, looking at me and then back at Niall.

"Is everything fine with the baby?" He asks and I give him a sad smile.

"Yeah, the baby is actually a quite one" I was thankful too, I was quite when I was born.

"Did he smile giggle or do anything like that?" My smile grew bigger.