* Harry's POV *
"Honey what's wrong?!" I say, waking up to Maria crying in the corner.
"I'm bleeding! Our baby is gone!!!" She yell.
She's crying. And I feel it too.
"Hospital time. Get ready.." I say.
She stands up, and throws some pants on.
"OW!!" She yells.
I run over to her.
I pick her up, bridal style.
She's still crying, and I'm trying my best to stay strong.
I lay her down in the seat & she winces but doesn't say anything.
I get into the car and put the keys into the ignition.
I drive fast, but not fast enough to cause any pain.
We get to the hospital & I carry her inside.
"HELP! HELP! MY FIANCÉ IS HURT! HER BABY IS IN DANGER!!!"' I scream.
Doctors rush in, and take her back.
I sit down, freaking out.
About 1 hour later, some nurse comes out.
"Mr. Styles?" She says.
"That's me." I say.
"Sir, we have good news and bad. Good news, the bleeding wasn't the baby. She just had gotten cut on something and the baby is doing okay. The bad news is she's lost lots of blood, but it's not effecting the baby, yet. We have to do surgery. But, the doctor says everything will be fine. & you can come back here to see her for 5 minutes. If you would like or we could start, now?" She says, finally taking a breath.
"Go ahead. Go ahead and start. I love her too much to have her wait." I say.
She nods and disappears.
Thank god.
