Makenna's P.O.V
A few months later I was due in about a week. Niamh was at my house, sitting on the sofa as I cleaned the kitchen counter
"Really I can do that" she sighed
"I'm fine, really" I smiled. I dropped the cloth on the floor and tried to pick it up, struggling due to my huge bump
"I'll get it" she laughed and picked it up
"Sometimes I hate being pregnant" I sighed
"Stop being unresponsible then" Niamh giggled
"Is this really the time or place to discuss this Niamh" I grinned
"Not really but it's funny watching you blush" she laughed
"Shutup" I laughed and nudged her playfully
Harry, Niall and Louis stumbled into the kitchen
"Hi love" Harry smiled and kissed my cheek
"Hi" I grinned
"What were you two laughing about?" Niall asked, smiling
"Makenna and Harry's sex life" Niamh said smiply "They really need to calm down or there will be about 12 little Styles running around by the time they're 30" Niamh laughed. I blushed furiously and Harry grinned
"She has a point mate" Louis laughed
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Later than night I was lying on the sofa with my feet on Harry's knees. Niamh and Niall were on the other sofa, Louis on an armchair with Eleanor on his knee, Zayn on the floor and Liam sitting on the stairs. We were gathered for a movie.
I rubbed my bump delicately, smiling at the thought of my new baby, protected in a bubble of warmth inside me. I hummed quietly and felt a kick, grinning
"What are you grinning at?" Harry smiled
"Baby number two is kicking" I giggled. He reached his hand on slowly, unsure. I grabbed his hand, wrapping my fingers around his palm and bringing it down on my bump. He smiled and looked at me
"Nice kick" he grinned "Little fighter we've got" he grinned, pulling his hand away
I changed my position and winced as I felt a sharp pain in my side
"Are you ok?" Harry asked me
"Fine" I assured him. Niamh eyed me
The pain continued and I breathed in deeply. Harry and the boys left, going to get food and drinks. I was alone with Niamh and Eleanor
"No lies, what's wrong" she asked confused
"I didn't want to worry anyone but I feel a really sharp pain in my side" I told them and winced as one again my side stung.
"How bad is it" Eleanor asked concerned
"It's getting worse" I told them, breathing in deeply
I screamed out in pain and the boys ran in
"WHAT'S WRONG!" Harry yelled
"Kenna" Niamh said shocked. I locked down, I was bleeding heavily, the blood seeping through my clothes and over the sofa
I screamed out again in agony
"What's wrong with her" Niall asked, concern showing in his eyes
"I........ I don't know" Niamh admitted
"I do" I said slowly "Niamh" I breathed
"Kenna please" she pleaded "What's wrong"
"The placenta must have detached" I said
"Oh my god" Niamh gasped
"What? What the hells a placenta?"Niall asked
"Niall!" Niamh hissed "Didn't you listen in school"
"No"
"The placenta is what helps carry oxygen to the baby" she explained
"Oh my god" he sighed, realising what me and Niamh already knew "The baby can't breathe" he gasped
"CALL AN AMBULANCE" Harry yelled as Eleanor began to dial
"No" I said quickly "There's no time! He's dying!"
"Makenna we have to wait for a doctor" Niall told me
"No" Niamh said, realising my idea "We have to do it. NOW"
Niamh's P.O.V
"I think I'm going to throw up all over you, I mean, this is seriously gross.." Niall said, as I dragged him upstairs to the bathroom to get hot towels.
"That's nice, really nice." I snapped, sarcastically, "I feel like I've just been dumped by Caleb Rivers, total hottie because, oh yes, we've been forced to home deliever for Makenna, and.."
"Who's Caleb Rivers? Wait, did you actually watch that DVD El got you for christmas?"
"This is not the time or place. Niall, you have to wring out the towel, is that even warm?" I asked,
"Niamh, I don't think you should be such a bitch about it."
"Again, this is not the time or place to FIGHT, Niall."
I walked downstairs, and placed the towel on Makenna's head.
"Zayn, Lou, Li, OUT. You too, Horan. Don't touch me." I hisssed, moving away from Niall. They left, looking upset, especially Niall.
"Jesus Christ, Styles you.." Makenna was muttering, below her breath.
I closed my eyes, when I saw the blood. "Push, Kenna, Push." El whispered.
"It's almost over." Harry said.
Makenna looked weak, almost as weak as I felt every day now. I wouldn't let Niall come near me most of the time, I didn't know why, but I felt scared.
The midwife arrived, and Makenna looked relieved. I gave her a thumbs up sign.
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"Almost there, almost there." The midwife whispered, and I squeezed Makenna's Hand. I heard the cry, and I smiled. A boy.
"Bobby." Makenna whispered, and moved closer to Harry.
Niall came in, and hugged me. "I want that. I want this."
"I know."
"So?"
"Let's Do this. What have we got to lose?"
As I looked at Darcy run over to her family, I felt a tear slip from my eye.
I've got everything to lose.
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