Megan's pov
"We need you to push okay, on three?"
The pain was excruciating, I was exhausted, I couldn't do this.
My baby was dead.
"Come on meg, your doing great, just a bit more."
"No, I cant, please, my baby is dead."
"Shhh, come on, babe you need to do this."
"On last push my love." The nurses voice was soft yet I still couldn't do this.
"Megan, you need to push, if you don't you are putting yourself in danger."
With that, I knew I had to, I had to book up my feelings and think about darcy, she needs me. With that I have one huge push and felt the pressure release, but this time there was no cry.
I looked up and could see the nurse cradling the smallest baby I had ever seen.
"Is it a girl or a boy?"
I know it didn't matter, but I wanted to know.
"A little boy. Would you like to hold him?"
I looked up at harry unsure of what to do and he gave me a reassuring smile. I nodded slowly bracing myself to see the baby that I would have raised. The nurses placed the bundled up baby in my arms, I looked down to see his skin was undeveloped leaving him red, he was tiny, so fragile, that's when I lost it. My baby was dead. Tears fell down my face and the sobs erupted as reality hit me like a brick.
"Shh, come here." Harry got onto the bed next to me wrapping his long arms around my tidy frame rocking me and my baby boy slowly. After a while my tears finally slowed down and my sobs became sniffles, the rocking stopped but harry still held me tightly, it was like he was scared if he let go I would shatter.
"I'll ring niall." I didn't want him to, I didn't want to see the hurt on nialls face that harry had been here and not him and that his baby boy was dead, he would never teach him to play football or take him on stage and show him off, do all the things he said.
"Okay." Harry's grip loosened as he tapped at the screen of his phone before placing it to his ear.
"Niall, mate, listen, you need to come to the hospital, no, listen just please."
With that the room fell silent. I looked down at my baby boy swaying his slightly, savouring these preseious and only moment I would have with him.
