"Are you sure you sure you should be going on stage? I don't want to stress you and Oliver in there."
"Michael we'll be fine. You don't need to worry about us. I'm only 5 months in." I tried to reassure my boyfriend.
"I know, but anything can happen." He pouted.
"Boys you got 5 minutes." Our stage director told us.
"You guys ready? Ashton asked excited.
Michael, Calum and I gave him a thumbs up.
Ashton ran to behind the drums and started a beat once the countdown ended.
Michael went quickly went to the other side of the stage, Calum and I following behind.
It's kind of hard playing guitar with a 5 month baby bump in the way.
"What's up Glasgow!!!" Calum screamed into the mic. The crowd roared and shook the entire arena.
"Loud crowd we got here!" I said. That only made the crowd get crazier.
Two hours into the set and were almost done.
We were now on our last song She Looks so Perfect and we were just about to do our signature jump.
As we were about to jump, my foot got caught and I slipped on my back with the guitar squishing my bump.
I cried out in pain as everything felt numb.
"Luke! Luke!" I heard, but I didn't know who said it.
I felt my guitar being lifted off of my bump and I was carried away from the stage.
"Luke can you hear me?" I opened up my eyes and saw Michael concerned.
"It hurts." I whimpered. I held onto my bump praying that Oliver was still okay.
"Please be okay Oli." I cried.
After a few minutes I was pulled onto a stretcher and was set into an ambulance.
"Mikey?" I looked all over for him but he wasn't here.
"He's not here honey, he's taking his car and meeting us there." A medic told me.
I kept my hand on my bump waiting for Oliver to kick once.
"Cmon Oli." I whispered in hopes he would kick.
What seemed like only hours, we got to the hospital.
I was immediately rushed in.
"Luke! Luke!" I could hear Michaels faint voice behind me.
"Michael!" I cried. I held my hand out for him to grab but we were already in the c-section room, he didn't grab it in time.
"Alright Luke we need to get this baby out now, so we have to numb you out first and then we can start the procedure." A doctor told me.
"Just help him please." I said softly to him.
A nurse who I found out was named Jesse held my hand throughout the procedure.
"Do you feel this?" The doctor asked.
"Feel what?"
"Alright we're ready to start."
My heart was racing as I was scared for my baby boy.
Was he going to be okay?
Is he going to live?
I couldn't cope having to give birth to a dead baby I've been dreaming of having for months.
"Okay I see the head now." The doctor continued.
I didn't even know he started the incision yet.
I felt a few tugs in my stomach and held Jesses hand.
"It's going to be alright honey. Don't you worry. Look up at me." She instructed.
I lifted my head and looked up at the small blonde middle aged lady.
"It hurts." I said quietly.
"How bad does it hurt sweetheart? On a scale from 1-10." She asked.
"Maybe a 4 or 5. It's not too bad but it still scares me."
Just as she was about to speak I felt a tougher tug and felt emptiness.
"They got him."
"It's a boy!" The doctor cheered.
I looked up and saw a very very small baby in the doctors hands.
"Oliver-"
"Bring him into the ICU immediately."
Nurses and Doctors rushed around the room handling me and Oli. But Jesse stayed holding my hand.
"I want my baby." I whimpered tears falling down my face.
"You'll get to see him soon honey. Now rest your eyes and I'll bring in your boyfriend for you."
I nodded sleepily and started to close my eyes.
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"Luke? Luke?" I heard someone say.
I groggily opened up my eyes and saw Michael sitting next to me.
"Hi sweets. How're feeling?" He asked.
"Sore. I want Oliver... is he okay?" I questioned. I was mostly too scared of what he'll say.
"I don't know yet. I'll get a nurse now."
He got up and kissed me on the forehead before he went off into the hallway.
Michael had come back with Jesse behind him minutes later.
"Hi Jesse." I said.
"Hey sweetheart. We got news on Oliver."
"Is he okay? Please tell me he's okay." I cried out.
Michael quickly came over and grabbed my hand.
"It was a miracle, but he is alright. He's pretty undeveloped, so he will be in the ICU for a few weeks, maybe even months."
She smiled.
I felt like I was going to breakdown any second.
"My poor baby. Thank god he's alright. I don't think I'll be able to handle him gone. I held him for such a short time, but I still loved him."
I felt Michaels grip on my hand get tighter.
"Let's just be happy that he's still alive. We got our baby boy Luke." He told me calmly.
I nodded. "I know, I just hope he's okay... I want to see him." I looked up at Jesse.
"I can bring you into the ICU tomorrow. For now you need rest. You only slept for an hour." She said. "Oliver is also going to need a middle name and last name."
"We were thinking Oliver James Clifford- Hemmings." I said.
"Are all of our kids going to have both our last names?" Michael laughed.
"Well until you put a ring on my finger, then yes." I said sassily.
"Alright then. Now Luke you go get some rest while I go check up on him." Jesse said before she left.
"That's right, and the boys can come in whenever you wake up." Michael continued.
"Alright. Make sure I don't sleep for too long please. I want to see the guys before it's too late."
"Will do sweetheart, now go sleep."
