I Will Always Love You - A Niall Horan Love Story

Chapter Seventy Three

*Two days later* 

"Hello, I am kind of about to give birth here!" Stacey shouts at the top of her lungs. She is in a wheelchair and the only thing stopping her is the doctors. 

"Ok, only family, the father and godparents can come in." The doctor tells us. 

Harry steps forward and goes to her side. "Louis, I want you to be the godfather." He says and Louis steps forward. 

"Aw, thanks mate." He says, patting his back. 

"Charlie, you're the godmother." Stacey yells before letting out a scream. 

"I am? Oh my God, thank you so much!" I say, panting slightly. I kiss Niall quickly before walking off into the maternity unit with them. 

Once we get into a private room, she is put on a bed and midwives come in. Harry takes Stacey's hand beside her head and she has to start pushing. 

Louis takes my hand and we stand on the side of her, telling her to breathe and push. 

"Come on, you have to push!" A midwife yells. 

Stacey continues to scream. 

"I see a head! Just keep pushing!" 

Stacey pushes a few more times before she settles down and pants. "Is it out?" 

"I think you mean, is HE out. You had a baby boy." She tells her, wrapping the baby and handing him to Stacey. 

"He's so beautiful, Stacey." I whisper, leaning over her. 

"We will have to clean him up before anyone can hold him, though." She tells us and I nod in understanding. 

The little boy in her arms lets out loud cries, but we are able to just catch a glimpse of his eyes; green. 

"He has your eyes, Haz." Louis tells Harry and Harry smiles from ear to ear, a happy tear rolling down his cheek, stopping in his dimple before rolling and falling to the floor. 

The nurse takes him to clean him and they sort of clean her up a little to, which Louis and I politely look away from and talk to Harry. 

"He's a boy, Hazza." I squeal. "He's so beautiful." 

"I know, thanks." He says, blushing slightly. 

"Charlie and I are going to spoil that little bugger." Louis says, making me laugh and agree with him. 

"Not as much as Stacey and I are going to." Harry retorts. 

"No, we are." I say, winking. 

"Whatever you say." Harry gives up. 

"Can you get the others please?" Stacey asks. I nod and walk off with Louis. 

Niall gives us weird looks when we get there, and I realise my hand is still in Louis'. Our fingers are interlocked; they just sit in each other. 

"Oh, sorry." I say, taking my hand out of his. "We were just nervous." 

"Yeah, I promise Niall." Louis adds quickly. 

Niall starts laughing and Louis and I give each other quizzical looks. "It's ok. I don't care about that." Niall replies, still laughing. 

"Well, would you like to meet your nephew?" I ask. 

"They had a girl?" Zayn squeals, jumping up from his seat. 

"A boy, Zayn." Louis corrects him and we all laugh. 

"Oh, sorry." He says, blushing shyly. 

I roll my eyes and we escort them to the room that Stacey and Harry are in. A thin blanket now sits over her body, up to her armpits, and the clean baby is in Harry's arms beside her. 

We all surround them and Harry passes down the baby to Louis. 

"Have you got any names?" I ask as Louis passes him to me. He is now quiet with his eyes open, green ones staring into my blue ones. "You're so beautiful." I whisper. 

"Yeah, we have a few names, but there is one that we really like." Stacey says and she, Louis and Harry share a knowing glance. How come Louis knows the name and I don't. 

"What is it then?" Niall asks as I hand the baby to him. He rocks him back and forth and pulls faces, making the baby to laugh. 

"Niall." Harry and Stacey say in unison. 

Niall looks up from the baby to them. "Yeah?" 

"That's the name. Niall." Stacey assures him. 

"Really? Thank you so much!" He squeals and hands little Niall to Daniel before he drops him. 

I kiss Niall's cheek and smile as the baby is handed around. 

Little Nialler.