Twist of Fate

Quite Possibly the Best Day

Louis
"Okay, where do you want us, guys?" Harry asks. I look to June, who's just finished her contraction.
"Wherever you want. If Niall and Louis could be directly by me, other than that, as long as you all are here, I don't care." She says. So Niall and I stay where we are. Zayn and Harry sit near me, and Liam stays near Niall. Renee moves around, setting things up. She has several old towels, a large tub of water, some shoe laces, scissors, and other things. As she sets up, she goes over everything.
"So you are 10 centimeters. Every contraction, you will push for ten seconds, rest, and go again. Once one baby boy is born, I will wrap him in a towel, and hand him to one of you lads. And again and again. Once they are all born, I have gotten permission from Louis to use the spare bedroom downstairs to look over and clean the boys. June, you and Louis can get some rest, and so can you boys. We'll go from there, okay?" She asks. June nods, letting out a yell as another contraction hits. "They're getting closer together, and stronger too I'm guessing. I think that was 25 seconds by my watch. Now, get into a good position." Renee instructs. June rides out the contraction, and I help her into a more comfortable position. Renee helps her into an easier position.
"Okay, one two three. Push!" She says, as June gets slammed by another painful contraction. "Okay. Breathe. And again." Renee says after a few seconds. We do that the whole contraction. Then June finally gets an actual breath.
"Hey, you are doing so good, my love. Not long now, yeah?" I say. She smiles softly, nodding.
"Keep breathing in and out. Isn't it helping?" Niall asks. She nods, her grip tightening as she pushes again as the contraction hits. About a minute later, she's got a few seconds.
"Can I try my own time management, Renee? It might make it easier for me." She asks.
"Go ahead. Do your thing. Maybe two more good contractions and baby not one will have arrived." She says.
"You've got this, JuneBug. You're doing great." Liam says.
"You really are." Zayn adds. Harry nods. The next contraction comes, and June starts pushing. She goes through about half of it before taking about 10 seconds to breathe and then goes the rest of the way.
"That was so good, baby." I say softly. She's breathing heavily.
"I don't think I could have done that, Bug. That was great." Niall says, squeezing her hand.
"That was impressive." Harry says quietly. Zayn snorts and rolls his eyes in a duh way.
"Heck, I don't think I can do that in a few months." Liam sighs.
Yeah you... can... Lima Bean... it's all in the.... concentration.." she pants.
"Okay, go again. This may be your last push." Renee says. I close my eyes, and as weird as it sounds, I cherish my last moment of just us two.
"Keep going for five more seconds." Renee encourages. And there it is. A small cry. That goes louder and louder. June falls back on the pillows.
"Oh my gosh. He's here." She says quietly. I think we're all overwhelmed by the emotion that filled the room.
"3:22am." Renee holds him up for us to see. And it's all I can do not to break down sobbing. He's already got a huge bunch of dark hair. He's so small, but he's got a set of lungs like me.
"He's beautiful, guys." Liam whispers.
"Here, Harry. You can take him." Renee says, and June yells out in pain, getting another contraction.
"Hey, buddy. I'm your uncle Hazzy. You sound like you dad, you know that? When he watched It, he screamed exactly like that." He whispers, smiling, bouncing the little boy up and down. I smile, and rip my attention away from my son, back to my wife, and other two sons.
"June, these two are going to come a lot quicker. So push as hard, but you won't need to push as long. Maybe half the time you spent getting him out will be spent on them both together. Okay? Keep going." Renee tells June, who in turn takes a small break, before pushing on. Oh my god. I just made a pun while my wife in labor. I'm turning into Harry. Well, actually, if I could get a little taller while becoming Harry...
"Louis! Stop daydreaming and stay with me here!" June says, slapping me. Harry bites his lip, trying not to laugh.
"Young man, I will very quickly take my son out of your arms. Now shut up." I hiss playfully. The room tension has definitely gotten happier and lighter, even June has. And there's another cry. Two sons. I have two sons. And it's just as emotional. He's not very loud, he's noticeably bigger, but he has just as much hair, but lighter in color than his brother.
"And one more left. Oh man I'm gonna have to hit the gym in a few weeks." June groans, smiling at our second baby.
"Yeah. After their tour. So a few months. And you can do exercises at home, remember." Renee points out.
"Zayn, here's a nephew for you." Renee says, handing him baby boy two.
"Hello little man. I'm the cool uncle. Uncle Zayn. You look like your mummy, you know that?" He laughs. "And you're about as loud as she is when she screams. Seriously, you can't get a good scream out of her. Even when you hide in her car and wait until she's on the road and then jump up. No reaction." He chuckles. June glares at him.
"If you weren't holding my son I'd punch you so hard--- UGH!" She threatens Zayn before getting cut off and pushing again.
"Hold that as long as you can, that's a really good one." Renee says. "You're doing really well for your first birth. No rips, no tears, nothing. You're doing well in general. That's it. One more push. I told you it'd be fast!" Renee encourages. June looks shocked that she'll be done so soon. She's been pushing for an hour though, I see looking at the time.
"Hey. Take a break. You look like you're going to pass out. Okay. I know you're tired. I was in labor a lot longer than you, and I know you're more tired than I was. I know it hurts, and you just want to meet them and watch them grow up and be out of this misery. But take a small break so you don't hurt yourself." Niall says quietly. She nods, and starts to take a break through the contraction.
"Nope. Pushing. That's worse than pushing through it." She says, and keeps pushing. And then, for the last time, I hear the cries. These are the loudest yet. Renee holds him up. He's the smallest yet, but he has as much hair as his brothers. June finally releases herself and starts to cry. And I do too.
"I've held him long enough. Here's your first born." Harry says, handing him to June.
"This is Logan John Tomlinson." She says. "And I think I've held this little guy long enough too." Zayn smiles, handing me my second son.
"He looks like a Hunter Elias, doesn't he?" I ask. She nods.
"And last but not least, I believe this is Owen Michael, correct?" Asks Renee, handing us our last son. June shakes her head.
"I don't like it as much as I did." She admits.
"Yeah it doesn't look or sound right for him." I agree.
"What about Freddie? Freddie..... Reign?" She asks. I smile.
"I love it. Logan, Hunter, Freddie, welcome to the world." I say.
"Logan at 3:22 am, Hunter at 3:25 am, and Freddie at 3:26 am on April 4th, 2015. The Tomlinson Family." Renee says, smiling. "Lads, let's let them get some rest. Can you help me bring my things downstairs?" She asks. They all nod. We hand Hunter back to Zayn, Freddie to Liam, and Logan back to Harry. Niall helps Renee take down her equipment.
"Get some rest, guys." Zayn says. "We'll be back in a few hours." He promises, shutting the door. June leans against me, finally having caught her breath.
"This is quite possibly the best day of my life. I can't decide between this, the wedding, or the day I met you." I say.
"I agree. Three way tie?" She asks tiredly.
"Yeah. Okay, we're all tired. Get some sleep baby girl. We'll see our boys soon enough." I say quietly, holding her close, and we both fall asleep.
Two hours later
Juniper
Louis is still asleep when I wake up, so I let him sleep, while I check my phone. I'm getting blasted on Instagram, because I've been off the radar for about 24 hours. I'm getting asked if the babies are coming, if they've arrived, if everything is okay, so I decide to make a story video. My belly is only a little smaller, so it shows in the frame some, but not a lot.
"Hey guys. So Louis is asleep right now, we're both super excited to share some news with you later on though. I'm not sure how much later, but it's super exciting. It's not what you think, I'll bet! Okay, love you all! Bye!!" I say, and post it. I click back in and it already has thousands of views. And I'm getting thousands of messages.
Are the babies okay?
Is there going to be some extra shows on tour?
Are you in labor? You look flushed.
Are you finally on bed rest? You've been getting big, you needed to get there.
Are you telling us their names early?
All very good guesses. But nope! Closest one mentioned the babies if they were okay. And I'm getting more and more. I hear a noise, and Louis is waking up.
"Hey love. You want me to get the lads up here with our lads and the girls?" He asks.
"The girls are here?" I ask. He nods. "Yeah, sure. Bring them up." I say excitedly. "Ask Renee if I'm allowed to stand up and move around yet." I add as he runs down. Three sons. I want more already. I want a little girl, maybe two little girls, and then I'm done. Lexi and Genie. I love those two names right now. But that'll change I'm sure. I have a lot of time to think that over. Several years at least.
BzzztBzzzt
My thought are interrupted by my laptop buzzing on my bedside table. I reach over and answer it. My gosh. She never stops calling. What the heck. I'm allowed to be stressed now. No kids in me. I'll answer.
"Hey mom." I say.
"So. I saw your story. Figured since I'm your mom you could tell me." She says nastily.
"Why not. When I said Hey Mom I should've said Hey Grandmom. Your grandsons were born about 4 hours ago." I reveal.
"Well I hope you're not as bad a mother as I think you'll be. The decisions you've made do not show responsibility. Running off to London, going on tour with boys who could lead you anywhere, dropping out of college, selling your art. It just does not show the readiness for motherhood." She says coldly. I'm shocked. She can't talk to me like that anymore.
"I'm sorry. I went to follow a dream. I went by invitation of my boyfriend and best friends. I dropped out because I am starting a business, and I was pregnant. I am married, and I have three sons. I did a drug free home birth. All. On. My. Own. I didn't need you. Did you notice? I didn't call you once unless it was a moment I thought a mother should hear from her daughter. So I really hope you noticed how I went clean from cutting on my own, found what made me happy on my own, and followed my dreams on my own." I spit. She looks taken aback. Louis pokes his head in. I smile and put my mom on hold.
"Bring in the kids. But hold everyone. Mom-ster is on." I say quickly. He nods, and sets all the boys on the bed. I nod and he settles on the end with them.
"Sorry mom. Just had to talk with my husband." I say.
"I still can't believe you married young. And have three kids. I bet they're not as cute as you're saying." She says coldly.
"Okay. I'm done hearing this stuff from you. Nothing I do is good. Only because I'm not doing what you want. I don't want to hear from you unless you are trying to make up or be nice. You will not be involved in your grand children's lives what so ever-- oh there they are!" I say, as Louis hands me Freddie and Hunter. Then, he sits with me holding Logan. "Good bye mother. I think we're done here." I say, and Louis ends the call and shuts my computer.
"Come on in guys. All clear." He calls. And there's a flood of people. Jen, Zoe, Zayn, Lucy, Harry, Niall, Liam, and Renee.
"Hello, there, Mummy!" Jen cheers. I smile.
"Hey, everyone." I say, bouncing Hunter and Freddie some.
"How are you feeling, Berry? Any more rested?" Asks Harry.
"Hopefully I'm rested enough to make it these next few weeks. I was absolutely exhausted though, so I'm definitely feeling better. Got some sleep. Are the boys all good?" I ask, turning to Renee.
"The only thing I was even remotely concerned about was how small Freddie is. He's a definitely very small, but he's perfectly healthy." She reassures us. "Logan weighs 6 pounds and 5 ounces, Hunter weighs 6 pounds 12 ounces, and Freddie weighs 5 pounds 12 ounces. But again, he's fine." Louis noticeably relaxes. "And June, you are okay to get up and move, but you need to tell someone if it hurts to move." She adds. I nod.
"So, Louis won't tell us, and neither will the boys. What are their names?" Jen says.
"Well, this is Logan John Tomlinson." Louis says. "Our first born at 3:22 am."
"Our second born, Hunter Elias Tomlinson at 3:25 am, and our third, Freddie Reign Tomlinson at 3:26 am." I say, smiling down at Hunter, who is trying to open his eyes. Freddie is currently yawning.
"Wow. You wasted no time getting those little suckers out of there." Lucy said.
"Believe me. I only had one, and you have no clue how badly you want them out after a few minutes of it." Niall laughs. "And June did it three times for about 10 hours. I did it once for 14. I call her worse." He adds.
"Louis. Louis look." I say suddenly. Hunters eyes are wide open. Wide enough to see how deep blue they are. Almost a mix between Louis' and my eyes.
"Someone is saying hello." Louis coos. A small noise like a yawn is coming from Logan.
"And check it out. Two for three. And Freddie is just sleeping. Louis, how did you teach him so quickly?" I joke. Everyone laughs. I look over. Logan's eyes are brown as chocolate. He got my eyes for sure. I'm not sure how, but I love them almost more than Louis.
"How can I be in love with four people at once?" I ask no one in particular.
"Well let's hear names before I punch a few peoples lights out." Louis urges.
"Logan, Hunter, Freddie, and Louis. Don't worry, you're safe." I smile.
"Well that's good. Because I'm in love with four people too. You and the boys." Louis says.
"Well than I think we're safe." I say.
"Okay, this is making everyone sick. Now, we all have gifts since we never got to do a baby shower since we were all so busy! So hold on for one minute and let us get the stuff." Harry says. Louis then kisses me full on just to annoy them. They all groan, and Louis smiles as he sits back over.
"Before you swear, make any finger motions or anything, I will have you know if you happen to teach our children those words and/or motions I will hunt you down and murder you." He warns. They all nod, and run out for the gifts. In the meantime, they're all yawning and being adorable. Oh man. Am I gonna be like this forever? That would stink. I feel like that weird lady who coos over random babies. Except a million times worse.
"We have returned!" Niall announces.
"We noticed. A clamor of people coming in is noticeable." June says sarcastically. "Now, who wants to hold them?" She asks. All the girls are shaking they're so excited. We hand Hunter to Zoe, Freddie to Lucy, and Logan to Jen.
"Guys, coming from a huge fan of your work, right now, I am holding what half the girls on earth want of their own. A child of Louis Tomlinson." Jen says. We all laugh so hard it starts to hurt.

Arpil 4th, 2015

Logan John Tomlinson-3:22 am

Hunter Elias Tomlinson-3:25 am

Freddie Reign Tomlinson-3:26 am