IRRESISTIBLE! (N.H.)

CHAPTER 59. THE STROKE OF LOVE.

Oka. Here is the second last chapter of my book. I hope you liked the last one :)

Third person's P.O.V.

Harry bit at his nails while pacing back and forth in front of the room Sanya was in. All the lads  were there, even Niall on a wheelchair. He had argued and argued and had won. He wanted to be with the others even if it was pretty late.
Bella and Niall held hands, and basically everyone was happy seeing that.
Even Harry.

Everyone was trying to calm harry down and it wasn't like something was to  contracept her delivery but he was nonetheless worried.

"It'll be alright Harry." Niall went and stopped his wheelchair near the bench Harry was sitting with his head in his hands.

"Thanks Niall." Harry shortly replied and smiled a little.

There was a silence that followed but Niall decided to break it.

"Don't worry too much."

"I am not!"

"Look at your face Harry. Don't lie even!"

And Harry giggled.

"How are you though?" Harry asked and looked at Bella for a second and turned back to him.

"I am good. Yes, we are back." Niall smiled and looked at Harry and Bella both.

"I am happy for you guys. And if you are thinking, I do not hate her!" Harry showed off his teeth and Niall laughed out loud.

The senior nurse who was taking a tray with medicines to some ward, glared at them and they playfully ignored it.

The seconds evolutionised to minutes and the door finally opened.

Phew, Harry sucked in a breatha and in a matter of seconds, he was up from his chair.

Everyone rushed to the doctors and soon Harry was getting hugged and the girls were squealing.
Two nurses came out with two babies in their arms and that captured all the attention.

Perrie and Bella were the first ones to hold the babies and everyone was pretty excited and happy.

But that one curly sat on the bench, crying his eyes out.

And his mates saw him and frowned.

Was he not happy being someone he was now? A father.

"What's wrong mate?" Louis asked and sat besides him on the bench.

"Hey, I guess you are not  freaking out." Liam have him a hard look and Harry didn't even stop crying.

"Shit Harry. If you are thinking about your career and shit, then drop it already!" Niall patted his knee and Harry looked at him, then at all the lads.

"Speak?" Zayn demanded shortly.

"I- I. You guys are so wrong about me. I am not worried about my career and no, I am not freaking out or shit, I am crying because I want to. I am overwhelmed. I mean, I mean- this. These two babies are mine, they'll call me 'daddy' and I'll pick them up and take them to swings, get them matching clothes and- and I don't even know why am I crying"-
He rubbed his eyes and the lads gave him a hug.

A squeal was heard and the lads looked at Leah, who had squealed and Harry practically ran to her, thinking something was wrong.

"She and he. I mean, oh my freaking God!"
The girl continued to squeal.

"Care to elaborate Leah?" Bella asked annoyed. A little.

"They are twins"-

"Huh, as if we didn't know that!"
she started but Louis cut him off.