LANEY'S POV!
I approach the door hearing a screeching sound. I immediately identify it as a baby cry. Oh these boys really needed my help. I didn't even knock, just calling out that I was here.
"You are my angel." My brother says running and hugging me. "What the hell did you do to the poor thing?" I ask barely hearing anything over then piercing screams. "It won't stop crying, we're out of options." Niall says running his hands through his hair as he walks into where Louis and I were. "Okay, let me see what I can do..." I trail off in the direction of the noise. I see poor Harry attempting to bounce the baby on his lap looking like he might cry himself. "Oh thank god you're here. Please take this demon child." He rushes over and hands me the tiny human.
As soon as she's in my arms I immediately know what's wrong. "Did you guys even think of checking her diaper?" I yell at them. "Uhhh...how do you know it's a she?" I hear Niall mumble. "Let's see, would a boy be chilling in pink clothes and a pink car seat, with a pink blanket? Notice a pattern you moron..." Louis looks at him like he's stupid. "Shut up." Niall says walking away from us. "Hello? A diaper please?" I was starting to get impatient. "Oh yeah, here..." Harry hands me the bag. I pull out a diaper, wipes and some baby powder. "Where is Liam, anyways?" I ask as I unbutton her onesie and change her. "He kinda ran out..." Louis says looking down. "What? Wow that's real responsible." I roll my eyes clearly annoyed. "Hey she stopped crying." Niall notices coming back in the room.
I find some baby shampoo and lotion in the bag so I decide to give her a bath to soothe her. "She's probably scared and uncomfortable." I tell them taking her into the bathroom. I wash her down and let her play before getting her out and dressed in some pajamas I also found. I make my way into the guest room, trying to find a quiet place to put her to sleep.
"Will someone make her a bottle?" I ask the boys as I rock her. "How?" I hear one of them call back. "Put two scoops of formula then fill it with water." I shake my head at how clueless they were. Harry brings me a the bottle and I inspect it carefully. She takes it with ease, sucking away happily. I feel my eyes starting to get heavy, my mind allowing me to remember how tired I was. Once she was calm and her eyes are closed, I lay back, and put her on my chest slowly to make sure I don't wake her. We both fall into a deep, peaceful sleep.
LIAM'S POV!
I didn't know whether I wanted to scream or cry, both seemed like good options at this point. I call Sophia, telling her to meet me at the nearest coffee shop. She was the most important person in my life, I felt like I needed to let her know right away.
I'm still trying to wrap my mind around it. I'm a father. I created a human life.
"Babe? You okay?" I was so into my thoughts I didn't notice how much time passed by. I look up when I hear the sweet sound of my girlfriends voice. I has on sunglasses and a beanie as a disguise so I wouldn't be mobbed by fans. I'm surprised she recognized me so quickly to be honest. "No, I'm not." I say almost choking on my words.
"What's wrong?" She rubs my back comfortingly. I just bury my face in my hands. "Liam. Tell me what's wrong, you're scaring me." A look of concern written across her face.
"I...I have...a..." I can't even find the right words. "A baby..." I finally spit out. Her face was blank, no emotion. "Say something, please." I beg desperately wanting her to tell me it's gonna be okay, that is is all gonna be alright.
Instead she just gets up, a horrified look on her face. I grab her wrist, stopping her from walking out. "Soph." I say the nickname I gave her hoping to get through to her, tears streaming down my face. "No. Liam let me go." A look of disgust filled her soft face. "How could you do this to me, to our relationship? Let me go." She says angrily. "I didn't..." I couldn't even finish my sentence before she cut me off. "You didn't what? Mean to fuck some girl and get her pregnant? You didn't mean to ruin our relationship? You didn't mean to break my heart? Screw you, Liam." She breaks free from my grasp and runs out of the coffee shop. Everyone now turn to look at the scene that just unfolded.
Well, that went splendid. Out of nowhere I just start punching the wall closest to me, over and over again, wincing in pain after I finally stopped. "Sir, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave." The manager came out and told me, not that I really gave a shit. I mean, I'm apparently a father, I now have a broken hand and my girlfriend will probably never speak to me again. How much worse can today get?
"GOD DAMNIT!" I scream in frustration when I get outside, causing people walking by to stare intensely at me.
After standing there looking like a complete idiot for a couple minutes I decide on going home. The boys were probably worried and I really needed to bandage up my stupid hand.
"LIAM JAMES PAYNE!" Louis yells as me as soon as I open the door. "Where did you go?" He asks. "And what the hell happened?" He gasps when he notices my hand all bruised and bloody. "I punched a wall. Like 5 times." I say with a shameful look. "Dude, everything is going to be okay." He comes closer to put his arm around me but I just pull him into a hug.
I finally let the tears come down freely, now fully sobbing. "I'm scared, Louis. I'm so fucking scared." I sniffle through cries. He just let's me cry, getting it all out. Normally he'd be joking about me being a cry baby but today he just holds me. "Shhh. I promise, we'll figure this out. You have your four brothers, you know we got your back, we'll get through this together." He says calming me down. "Thanks." I mumble finally composing myself.
"Okay, now let's get your hand fixed up. I didn't know you had such a mean punch bro." I laugh at how he could turn from so serious to carefree in a matter of seconds.
"Where is she?" I ask him nervously as we make our way into the bathroom to get the first aid kit. "Asleep...finally." I clean out the semi open wounds. "I think we should go get a DNA test done and talk to management. I mean we're not even for sure yet if she's yours." He continues as he hands me a bandaid.
"She's mine..." I stop him. "What?" He looks at me confused. "I remember sleeping with her mom. It was at the bar over a year ago, me and Sophia we're going through a rough patch. I got drunk and picked up some random girl. Her name was Paige. Besides, look at her." I tell him knowing without a doubt she's mine.
"She does look just like you mate." He looks at me with a grin. "Hey when did you get home?" Harry and Niall suddenly appear in the doorway. "Damn what happened to you?" Harry asks looking at my now bandaged up hand. "About 15 minutes ago and I punched a wall." I give him a quick glance before getting up. "So...you wanna see her?" Louis asks.
"I guess..." I mumble growing increasingly nervous. "Just relax." Niall says putting his hand on my shoulder.
We walk back to the guest room, Harry opening the door slowly and quietly. I go in first, the boys following behind.
"Who is that?" I turn at give them all a very confused expression when I see a girl around our age laying on the bed with my daughter, both fast asleep.
"My sister, you remember Laney. We were kind of having a difficult time getting her to stop crying so I called in backup." Louis whispers softly so he doesn't wake them.
"Oh..." Was all I said as I stand there just staring at them intensely.
This was real.
I'm a dad.
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