Niall Horan Preferences

#7 You die during childbirth

A/N: MAJOR FEELS ALERT. This was inspired by the book At First Sight by Nicholas Sparks; so spoiler alert. My thoughts after writing this: What did I just do?

I was in the delivery room whispering to [Y/N] bits of encouragement while she began the final process in getting our child into the world, pushing. I say child because we decided to keep the gender a secret until the big day arrived.

"Niall.please.shut.up" she said gritting through her teeth as she had just stopped pushing and was taking a break.

"Sorry babe, I love you" I said and gave her a quick peck on the lips.

"Love you too" she said.

"The baby's almost here" the midwife said. [Y/N] gripped my hand with all her might and pushed; sure enough the baby was delivered. The midwife immediately started to clean the baby off "it's a girl!" she said excitedly.

A loud wail was heard after the midwife cleared her breathing passages "she has your lungs" I said smiling at [Y/N]. I gave her a long kiss and said "I love you".

She replied "I love you too". I was over joyed at the fact that after nine months that we'd finally had become official parents.

As the baby was being put into arms [Y/N]'s her heart monitors started beeping fast. A nurse rushed in "Sir please take your baby and wait outside please" she said quickly. I nodded and took the baby from [Y/N]'s arms then walked out holding my baby girl. I walked to the waiting room where both of our families and the boys were waiting. "Congratulations" filled the room everyone was smiling as I entered the room with my new baby.

I put a fake smile upon my face and said "thanks".

"How's [Y/N] holing up?" [Y/N]'s mother asked.

"Ugh I don-" I started crying someone took the baby out of my arms. I then let my body sink into one of the uncomfortable waiting room chairs. I put my legs down firmly and held my head with my hands looking down at the floor. All of them surrounded me in a huddle and hugged me. "Her heart monitors were going crazy" I said after a few moments as I slowly lifted my head from the palms of my hands.

Every one pulled back and wore a worried look upon their face. I saw that Harry was holding the baby.

"Can I have her back?" I said sniffling. He smiled and moved the baby into my arms. Everyone went back to their seats.

"I'm sure she's just fine" I heard my mom, Maura saying to [Y/N]'s mother as she gave her a hug. I just held my baby girl and looked at her with wonder and amazement that this little life was the product of [Y/N] and me. I was interrupted by a knock on the door frame.

It was [Y/N]'s doctor "Is this the family of [Y/N] Horan" he asked. "

Yes" [Y/N]'s dad said.

"I'm terribly sorry but [Y/N] didn't make it. We tried everything; again I'm terribly sorry for your loss and let me know if I can do anything." I nodded and he excused himself and walked off.

I looked back down at my baby girl. This time was different felt no wonder or amazement in this little life but felt anger and a streak of hatred; I knew it was wrong but I couldn't help it. It was so hard to explain; the love of my life was dead because she gave birth to the second most important thing in my life. My mom must have noticed me getting carried away with my emotions "Why don't you go and take a walk with the boys? I'll take her." she said kneeling before me. I wiped my tears and handed the baby to her; I didn't dare make eye contact with her. I got up and walked out the door and waited. Then I felt two hands touching me I looked to both of my sides and saw Zayn and Harry. It made sense that they came, they were closest to me.