Those Curls

Chapter 52

Harry's P.O.V

Brooklyn and I left the reception around eight o'clock and went straight home. Brooklyn, Sophie and Lux were all exhausted.

"They're both asleep." I said, walking back to Brooklyn in the living room. I laid down on the couch and Brooklyn leaned onto my chest.

"I love them so much. They're turning out to be just like y-Ow!" Brooklyn yelled, grabbing her stomach.

"What's wrong Lyn?" I asked, turning to face her on the couch. She looked up and me and winced in pain.

"Just false labour." She said, returning to her position on the couch. I switched on the TV and started rubbing Brooklyn's stomach, wondering if it was actually false labour. Brooklyn knows more about this stuff than I ever will though, so I trusted her.

Every now and then I would feel her jump a bit or shift her position, and when I looked down at her face she looked concentrated on something. Her features were tensed up and I was starting to get worried.

"Honey, are you sure you're okay?" I asked, resting my hand on the side of her stomach. I felt her jerk again and she looked up at me.

"Yes Harry. I'm fi-fine." She took in a gasp of air between fine and I got really worried. "Really. I'd tell you if I wasn't." She said and looked back at the TV.

"Okay. Do you want to stand up or something?" I asked her. She took a while to reply but nodded and I helped her sit up. Then, I stood up and helped Brooklyn off the couch. She started walking around and I felt like I should do something, so I walked around with my hands on her stomach and my body behind hers.

Brooklyn's face was starting to get red and her breathing was increasing, and I knew she wasn't okay. Even if she said she was, she wasn't.

"If I go make a call will you be okay?" I asked. She nodded and I went into the kitchen to call Liam. He would know what to do. He answered right away.

"Hello?"

"I think Brooklyn is in labour. But she won't say she is, though." I said.

"Um... Okay I'll send Emily over to watch the kids. I'll meet you at the hospital." He said, hanging up. I walked upstairs and checked on the girls, then got Brooklyn's hospital bag. I went back downstairs to Brooklyn and she looked like she was in major pain.

"H-Harry. We have to go." Brooklyn said, putting my Jack Wills sweatshirt over her pink tank top. I ran back upstairs and grabbed a pair of pink flats for Brooklyn. "Harry!" Brooklyn yelled from downstairs causing me to run down the stairs.

"What's wrong?" I asked, rushing over to her.

"We need to go. Now." She said, putting on the shoes I got her and walking to the door. I followed her and Emily was at the door. She told us she would watch the babies and we went straight to the hospital.

Brooklyn's P.O.V

8 hours in labor. I was in so much pain but I knew it would be worth it when I got to hold Christopher and Chloe.

"How are you?" Liam asked like he had been every five minutes. He was pacing around the room like he was the one ready to give birth while Harry was holding my hand.

"Like I was last time you asked." I said annoyed, laying my head down on the pillow and looking over at Harry. He kissed my cheek and left it tingling where his lips had been.

"Hi Brooklyn. Lets see how much longer, love." The doctor said, walking in and coming over to me. I looked at Harry the entire time and he just watched me, not letting me notice anything. "Brooklyn, are you ready?" The doctor asked as a nurse came in. I lifted my head up and nodded. "Okay, only the father in here." Liam came over to my side and Harry gave me a kiss.

"I love you." He said before walking out. I watched his curls disappear and looked up at Liam. He nodded reassuringly.

"You can do it Brookie. It'll all be worth it." He said, grabbing my hand. I looked down at the doctor and he nodded.

"Start pushing."

I started to push and thirty minutes later Christopher arrived. I heard his squeals and cries and couldn't help but be relieved. I looked up at Liam who was smiling so wide. I almost forgot I had to have another baby until a contraction came on.

"Oh.." I cried uneasily as the pain ran through me.

"You can do it." Liam reassured me. I began to push again and a few minutes later I heard the louder cries of Chloe. The nurses washed them off and handed them both to Liam.

"Meet Christopher and Chloe." He said, showing me both of the babies who were cleaned off. I smiled and took Chloe from him.

"H-Hi baby girl. I'm your Mummy. I love you so much." I said, smiling uncontrollably. Liam came over to me and smiled at her.

"Want Christopher?" He asked. I nodded and we switched babies.

"You look like your daddy." I laughed, looking at Christopher. He looked a lot like Liam. They had the same nose and mouth.

"Brooklyn?" Harry's familiar voice asked. I looked over at the door and smiled at Harry as he walked in slowly. He finally got to my side and kissed my sweaty cheek.

"Hi." I said, not sure what to say.

"Hey, babe. Who's this little guy?" He asked, smiling at Christopher.

"This is your stepson, Christopher." I said, handing Christopher to Harry.

"Hello, Christopher." Harry cooed. I laughed at him and looked over at Liam.

"Brookie? Does she look a little small?" Liam asked me in my ear. I took Chloe in my arms and she was noticeably smaller than Christopher.

"Yeah.. Maybe it because they're twins.. One has to be smaller right?" I asked. Liam looked unsure but went to the waiting room to get everybody. They came in moments later.

"Hey." They all said, coming closer.

"Who are these little guys?" Niall asked, looking at Chloe.

"This is Chloe, and that's Christopher." I said, smiling and knowing I was with my true family.

After a week we had finally adjusted to our life as a new family. Harry had been very helpful with the twins and I was more than grateful for that.

"They're finally asleep." I said, walking into mine and Harry's room. Christopher, Chloe, Lux and Sophie were all finally asleep.

"Now you're mine to cuddle." Harry said as he turned out the lights and crawled into bed. I felt his strong arms wrap around my waist and I snuggled into his chest. "Can I ask you something?" Harry asked, kissing my forehead.

"Anything."

"What do you love so much about me?"

"Well, I love your personality, your eyes, your smile.. But mostly, it's those curls."

(That's the end!! Hope you guys liked it! Go check out my other stories, also. I loved writing this because you guys made it so fun. Much love xx)