"I really thought you were different.
In the back of my head, I knew to be careful from previous experiences, but something about you made me leave my guard down.
I thought you were the one to change my view on guys. I put total trust in you. All...
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song: autumn leaves
artist: ed sheeran
The minutes are just ticking on and on. Hours pass, and nothing. In the amount of time I had been asleep, I only dilated up to six centimeters. Closer, but still not there yet.
"Are you ready to see everybody?" Harry asked.
I nodded and sat up without any pain.
Harry was gone for a moment, but came back in with only Louis and Niall.
"Liam and Zayn took the girls home. And Eleanor is sick." Louis said.
I nodded as they all sat.
"What did the doctor say?"
"He said there probably wont be a baby until later today." I said, placing a hand on my belly.
Harry placed his hand over mine, "Any time, baby! I can't wait to see you." He said to my belly.
I giggled and Louis put his hand over Harry's, "Can't wait to see my little niece or nephew!" Louis said.
Niall placed his hand over Louis' and smiled at all of us, "Please hurry, little snowflake!" He said.
Just then, Liam and Zayn walked in with Niall's guitar.
I gave them hugs and they pulled up seats to join in. "I can't believe you all are here at two in the morning!" I said to the boys.
Niall grabbed his guitar.
"Well, we wouldn't miss this!" Zayn said smiling.
"So, we figured why not pass the time and ease everyone's eagerness with some music?" Liam said, glancing at Niall who strummed a chord lightly.
"Any requests?" Harry asked, pressing his lips to my cheek.
I thought for a moment, "Can you play Autumn Leaves?"
"Yeah, actually. Ed taught it to me a few months back." He said smiling.
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"Harry, can you and the boys sing Moments?" I turned to them, "Harry always sings it to the baby."
Harry blushed and everyone else smiled as Niall started.
Soon two hours passed, but still no baby.
Harry was laying next to me in my bed, and the other boys had chairs around, Niall playing small bits and pieces of songs on his guitar now and again.
I rested my head on Harry's shoulder as he stroked my cheek, "Harry, what do you hope for the baby?" I asked him, kissing his shoulder lightly.
"I hope that it is happy and healthy, and successful. I just know it will be." He turned and looked me in the eyes, "And I know it will be as beautiful as it's mother, and perfect."
I smiled and kissed him lightly on the lips.
"What about you, Lou?" Harry asked.
"I hope it's as lovely as it's mother, talented and happy like my Harry." He said smiling, "Oh, and I hope it likes to laugh and crack jokes." He smiled.
"Well I hope that as well, and that it doesn't cry to much at night for you guys." Liam smirked, "We don't want Harry grumpy at rehearsals."
I giggled as Harry shot him an angry, yet playful look.
"Same. And I hope it has lots of confidence and a little bit of all of us in it." Zayn piped up, making us all smile at him.
"I too hope those things. And I hope it likes to eat so when Abby and I take it out to dinner one day, it won't be picky."
We all laughed at Niall and waited. Waited for something, anything, to happen.
