Niall Horan and Me ?!

is this it ?

It's been really hard these last couple of weeks now. Especially walking and doing things. Sleeping is also bad. In almost every position you lay in it hurts or is uncomfortable. I'm in my 8th month and it's killing me.

me and Niall have another picture appointment today. I'm really excited.

We are eating lunch right now. After that we go to the appointment.

" hello" the man that takes our pictures says.

" hi" Niall responds and shakes the man's hand.

" I'm really sorry but my daughter is a big fan. Would you mind signing this" he holds up a shirt.

" of course not" he signs it.

" thank you"

" your welcome"

he then tells me to change into something different. I put on a white bra and undies. Also have a white scarfs rapped around my legs/private parts.

We took a couple shots like that and then I changed into shorts and another bra. We took some paint and slapped it onto my stomach and wrote Fiona with it.

We had manny more colorful ideas. We did a heart. A smiley face and a rainbow.

after we finished I ger to take a shower. He had one in hos studio.
While I took the shower Niall payed and waited.

10 minutes later I finish and walk out to where he was siting. We thank the photographer and leave.

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Two weeks later the pictures come in the mail. They turned out excellent.

I put the ine with the stomach kiss in a frame with the first one we took. Then hung it above her bed.

Whoa what was that. I stand on my tiptoes and all the sudden I have pain. Big pain. Did standing on my tiptoes trigger that? I don't even care right now it hurts.

I sit in the rocking chair that's next to her changing area. It doesn't get better. I fell nauseous, start sweating and then manage to make it to the bathroom to throw up.

After I finished I call niall.

" NIALL" I hear footsteps up the stairs. He pops around the corner and looks at me kneeling in front of the toilet.

" what's going on?"

" I don't know I started feeling pain when I stood on my tiptoes to hang up a picture. Then sat down and got sick. "

" we should go to the hospital"

" you sure it's not just pregnancy sickness or something like that"

" even if it would be the baby could be harmed and you too"

" ok let's go"

He packs my backpack with some things. Like pants, shirt, and toothbrush.

Ran downstairs were I was now waiting. We get in the car and he starts driving.

On the way the pain got worse and I was sweating like crazy.

We get there, thank god. I'm literally dying. We now walk up to the front desk and Niall talks.

" excuse me we have a emergency here. My wife is 8 and a half months pregnant and she's in big pain."

" just a sec" she dials a number in the phone. Someone must have picked up cause she talks. " yes hello we have a 8 month pregnant women here who is in pain, could we have someone get her into a room.?" A little later she just says" thanks you" and hangs up.

" is there any one who ca help her now?!"

" there are two nurses on the way now."

Right as she finishes my water just breaks and splashes all over the floor. Oh shit what am I going to do.

The nurses emerge from the corner and have a carrier with them.

" lay on this mrs." I do straight a way and they roll down the hall into a bigger room. There they stop and help me onto a table bed.

" the doctor's gonna be right there" they leave and the doctor pops in.

" Ok tell me what happened and how great of pain your in."

"I was at home.......and my water just broke like 2 minutes ago"

" that means the baby needs to come out if it's ready or not. It will be out of oxygen soon."

WHAT!!!!! so if I don't give birth soon Fiona's going to die?.

" I'm will check if the baby is in the right way if yes you push. No means we have a operation. "

He pulls out another of his weird devices and checks me with it.

" bad news. She's in the wrong way which means where gonna have to cut her out." He runs over to a phone and calls someone.

I tear up. I don't want this to happen yet. She's not ready, I'm not ready. I wanted to naturally give birth.

he comes back with nurses and they roll me threw the hall again and into another room.

There they arrange a Buch of stuff. Took my pants of and shirt. Also stuck ab needle intl my arm and close to my stomach. They put a blue sort of hat onto me and tell niall to do sk too. Their already dressed.

" We are starting to cut now. A couple of second and she'll be out."

I can slightly feel the knife cut me and hands reaching inside me. I hear cries. She's here. Like really here.

I don't move. Niall looks to where the cries came from and smiles.

Soon they disappear. They took her away and I didn't even get a chance to see her.

The doctor stiches my up.

" she is very small and ill. Can't breath on her own. She will have to be in special care for now."

Those are the last words I remember before I see black before my eyes.

It's bright way to bright. I close my eyes again. But open since I really need to know what was going on.

" Niall" I manage.

" thank god your ok, how are re you feeling? "

" a bit dizzy but ok. What happened? "

" you passed out after the doctor spoke to you. He cleaned you up and brought you into a separate room. Now you here"

" where's Fiona? "

" in a special care area. Like the doctor said. We can see her if you want"

" more then anything"

I slowly and carefully sit up in the bed. Also stand up. Niall grabs my hand and makes sure I don't fall.

He leads me into the hallway. Down two doors and one right turn.

We stand in front of a door the door behind my daughter lay.

" Are you ready? "

" yes" I say and open. In the back is a bed like machine with wires and tube coming from it. In it a tinny baby. Fiona.

She was small and sick but our child our cute baby.

I cry happy and sad tears at the same time. Happy because she's so beautiful and cute and here and did sad because she's not doing good.

" the doctor said another couple of weeks and she can come home."

" that's good news."

" yeah" he looks at me" I'm glad your ok, I couldn't life without you."

I burry my head into his chest and continue crying and laughing.

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