Chapter Thirty-Five
Emily's POV
The doctor sat down. "You're daughters lungs aren't developed properly. She can't breath due to the fact that she's pre-mature. We have her in the nursery right now. She is on an oxygen mask. And we are doing everything we can to help your daughter." He said. "Is this life threatening?" I asked holding my breath. "Unfortunatly yes." He told us. "But we won't let that happen." He said.
"Can we see her?" Harry asked. "Of course, follow me." We made sure our son was wrapped up tight then Harry helped me into the wheel chair. Harry pushed me while I held the baby. When we arrived to the nursery we knew which on was ours. She was tiny, with a rather large oxygen mask on her small face. The mask was for babies but she was so small it was to big. Seeing her like this broken my heart. I just wanted to pick her up. "How long does she have to stay here?" I asked. "Until her lungs develop." He told us. "It could take a week to months." He added. I felt the tears forming. Harry grabbed my hand and squeezed it. "It's going to be okay." He told me. "I hope so." I whispered.
Harry wheeled me back to my room and helped me back on the bed. "I like Darcy." Harry said. I gave a weak smile. "Me too. Darcy Marie?" I asked. He looked down at me. "I love it." He smiled. "I'm so worried about Darcy." I whispered. "I know baby. So am I." He whispered back into my forehead. "So what are we gonna name this little fella?" He asked. "I like Brayden Ray." I told him. "Brayden Ray Styles just doesn't sound right." He said. "What about Brandon?" He asked. "That's cute. How about Brandon James?" I asked him. "I love it." He smiled. "Brandon James Styles." Harry said looking down at our beautiful baby boy. "He's smiling, I think he likes it." I said looking down at Brandon. "Hi Brandon. You're gonna be a ladies man just like your daddy." Harry told him. I punched Harry's shoulder. "He better not." I gave a small laugh.
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Sorry it's short. I felt bad for not updating. Love you all. Still need opinions on if she should live or not! Comment, comment, comment please. If it wasn't for you my story would be deleted, thank you all!
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