~recap~
"Okay," Louis nodded, rubbing his bump. The girls looked at him softly, as he took my hand.
"I want you to break my water."
Harry Styles
February 13, 2015
23:11
It's been about seen hours since Louis went into labour. His legs were in little portable stirrups, as the girls checked how far dilated he was now and then. Louis had a light pink baby heart monitor strapped across his stomach.
"Uhh," Louis groaned, gripping my hand, as a contraction passed. Every hour they were getting closer. "Louis, you're almost there, you're six centimeters," Cara smiled softly. I kissed his forehead and he smiled softly at me, a pained look on his face.
"I hate you so much," he chuckled making me smile. "I would take away the pain for you, you know that," I said tongue-ing with my lip ring, my tongue piercing scratching the roof of my mouth gently.
He nodded and I kissed him softly. He let out a big whimper, and started to squeeze my hand as his eyes were glued shut. "I-Is it ti-time? Can-Can I please pu-PUSH!!!" Louis yelped making Cara quickly measure him.
"Yeah, Louis on your next contraction give me a big push," Cara said and Louis let out a strangled groan. I bit my lip, and squeezed his hand. "I love you, baby," I whispered and he turned his head, kissing me.
"Haz, Haz, hurts," he whined and I nodded. "I know, I know baby, I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry," I whispered kissing his hand. "Louis, push harder," Cara said and Louis let out a cry, his head tilted back.
"Five more seconds," Cara mumbled and Louis pressed his mouth in a thin line. "Mm, shit," he gasped, his face bright red. "I-I can't!" Louis yelled. "You can! Yes you can, baby! I know it hurts but you have you have to push! It will be over soon," I said gripping his hand and kissing his neck.
February 14, 2015
00:01
"Holy fuck, I hate you Harry," he growled, his face turning redder the harder he pushed.
"Louis the head it out, the shoulders will be the hardest part, I can pull her out after the shoulders," Cara said and Louis whimpered.
"Big push, big push!" Cara encouraged, while Lana quickly got a wet blanket in a glass cot, and putting scissors by Cara. I was snapped back from my day dream, as Louis let out a scream.
"Perfect! Ignore the tugging," Cara said, but Louis still kept pushing, until we heard angelic cries.
Our daughter was finally born.
