Protection {Louis Tomlinson} // Book 1

Chapter 25: Guardian Angel

*10 Months Later*

Louis POV

It's been almost a year since I last saw Dakota. I've tried calling her texting her, everything, yet it hasn't worked. I never spoke to Ava again. I made it very clear I never wanted to see her again.

So much stuff has been happening that, I don't know what's going on.

1) Ava was right. If I loved Dakota, I would've never cheated on her. But I did love Dakota. I just kept Ava, so that way if she chose Harry, I wouldn't be alone. Stupid I know.

2) I have no idea, what's going to happen with One Direction. Since what happened with Harry, I rarely see the boys. We haven't done, 1 concert, photoshoot, album, meet and greet, anything.

3) I might never see Dakota again, or my child. Gosh I'd do anything to know if she had our baby yet. I wonder what gender it is.  I wonder what she named he or she. Most importantly I wonder if it's alive. ever since the dream I had that one night, I just can't help but wonder what's going to happen.

Dakota's POV

I wake up in the middle of the night screaming.

"What is it?" Caroline asks, out of breath from running down the stairs.

I had been staying at her house while I've been pregnant.

"The baby's coming!" I shriek, in the worst pain. My water had just broke.

She runs and gets a bag we packed when we knew the baby would be coming soon.

She quickly wakes up her boyfriend,

And now were on our way to the hospital.

***

I'm sitting in the hospital bed, pushing as hard as I can.

This is the worst pain I've ever experienced.

It hurt so bad!

I'm sweating, cursing, crying.

"C'mon 2 more pushes!" The doctor says.

I push and scream as hard as I can.

I repeat the motion one more time.

Finally, Finally, I feel the baby out.

I see a glimpse of my baby's head.

"Congratulations, Miss Smith, you gave birth to a baby boy." she says.

I smile, I finally, finally had this baby.

And it was a boy.

I was a mother.

I felt so blessed.

I'm going to try to raise this baby, the best I can.

I see the doctors cleaning up the baby. They then wrap it in a blue blanket.

"Would you like to hold him?" she asks.

"Yes." I reply out of breath but happy.

She places the small infant in my arms.