One Direction Preferences

#105 "In the delivery room": Louis

Sadly on the day you were delivering your child, Louis was on the complete other side of the globe and had absolutely no time to catch a flight to come out to the hospital for you. He did happen to make time and FaceTime you for a bit while you were in your early stages of labor. Thankfully you were in labor for a rather short amount of time and you had both your mother, Jay, and your best friend there to talk to and comfort you. You knew it wasn't Louis'fault he couldn't be there and it was equally as upsetting to him knowing that he couldn't be there rubbing your back, holding your hand and talking you through the whole thing. As the doctor came in and checked your dilation She decided that you were able to start the process. Your mother sent one last text to Louis and Jay sent a humorous picture of you smiling big with your thumbs up in an attempt to lighten his mood so he wouldn't be as worried as he would be if he thought you were miserable and in pain. He responded with a smiling selfie of himself and funnily enough wished you luck. The delivery was painful but quick and after everything was said and done your mother was happy to call him and let him listen to your baby cry for the first time and inform him that he was now the father of a new baby boy. Your mom held the phone to your ear as you and Louis cried into the phone together. "Great now Niall's making fun of me because I'm crying." He laughed amidst his sniffles. "Oh, tell him to fuck off." You replied. "Y/n!!!" Your mother quickly corrected your language as you forgot there were still nurses in the room. "Sorry, it's the drugs talking." You laughed. The nurses began laughing too, along with your friend, Jay and Louis. "Lou what do you wanna name him?" You asked. "That shouldn't be my decision, I mean hell I couldn't even make it to my own kids birth do you really think I deserve it?" He asked with hurt in his voice. "Louis, it's not your fault, you and I both know that there's nothing you could've done to be here, so please just pick a damn name for your son." You demanded. "Tell ya what, you pick his first name and I'll pick his middle name." He said. "Fine." You agreed. "How about Robert?" You asked in hopes he'd like it. "I actually really like that name." He said after a moment of thinking. "Robert Anthony?" He said in a questioning tone. "Robert Anthony Tomlinson." You repeated over the phone to him. "I really love it." You said with a laugh of relief. "Me too." He chuckled. "Well it's settled." You say to the nurse who was standing next to you awaiting your response. "Robert Anthony Tomlinson." You told her with a smile as you began spelling it out to her.

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