The shower stopped abruptly followed by a sharp squeak and a thud.
floor
"Uhm Harry? You okay?" I called, ignoring the pain in my stomach.
"I fell, but I am getting dressed just don't have the baby on the floor!" he gasped.
"Oh the wise words of Harry Styles." I retorted, chuckling. He ran out in jeans and a v-neck shirt, running a hand through his soaked curls.
"Harry did you even dry your hair?!" I gasped as he chucked on Converse.
"Gee, you're right it's not like my wife is in labour or anything!" he said, sarcastically of course. He walked over to pick up my hospital bag and lifted me up.
"When did you get so much heavier than before?" he panted, carrying me downstairs.
"Gee hmm, maybe when I got PREGNANT!?" I joked. Harry giggled and put me on the sofa. He ran upstairs and carried a sleeping Harry and a duffel bag out the door. After what felt like an hour of contractions that was actually 5 minutes he returned.
"Harry is over at Liam and Danielle's, they're going to call everyone for us." he said as he carried me out to the car. He sped to the hospital and quickly helped me out as nurses swarmed us, lifting me to a bed and wheeling me down the hall as my baby pushed against me.
"Harry!" I cried.
"Back here, babe!" he called back, running to catch up to me. He held my hand as he ran alongside the bed, cliche I know.
The nurses quickly hooked me up to multiple machines.
"Dr. Lohmann is on her way, is it your due date?" a nurse asked as a few others ran for the doctor I had met multiple times before.
"I'm not due for another 2 weeks!" I yelped.
A worried look passed her face as I whined in pain. She handed Harry a hair cover and a shirt thing to go over his shirt.
"Harry, I'm scared!" I sobbed as the nurse brought in the doctor.
"I'm right here babe, forever and always." he kissed my cheek.
"It seems like you are crowning, no time for an epidural, you need to just PUSH!" Dr. Lohmann said.
Harry squeezed my hand as I pushed.
"Her heartbeat is dropping, discolouration of the head, immediate delivery stat!"
"What!?" I yelped.
I pushed 3 more times before I heard the worst thing ever.
"Scissors! THE CORD IS AROUND HER NECK, SHE ISN'T BREATHING!"
I felt tugging and relief as I delivered my baby girl, no crying but my own.
Through the blur of my tears I saw the nurses usher her away.
"Please! No!" I cried.
The doctor walked into the other room, after wishing us a congratulations on a girl.
"What happens now!?" I asked Harry.
"She will be okay, the cord was around her neck, they're going to put her on oxygen for awhile but she will be in here tonight." he said.
"BRIANNA!"
I saw Niall, Zayn, Louis, Perrie, Eleanor, Mackenzie, Anne, Gemma, and my parents rush in.
"Where is she?" Louis asked, giddy. Perrie and Zayn looked exhausted, Niall and Mackinzie were trying to order food, Louis and Eleanor clearly excited, and our parents were crying tears of joy.
