Misery Business (Sequel to Never Let This Go) *Paramore*

Chapter Thirty-Six: Her Child

Taylor's P.O.V.

I basically run into the hospital room, taking Hayley's hand in mine, and watching her terrified face and heavy breaths. "I- can't have a- baby!" She screams crying as the doctors surround her waiting to see if the baby is okay and healthy due to the unlikely odds of the situation.

"Just one more push!" says one of the many doctors to Hayley, who is shaking her head no, her face tear stained.

"No, no, no, no! This can't happen!" She yells. After Hayley says that, she let's out another loud scream, the doctor's repeating the simple word 'push', to get this baby out and examined.

"Hayles, it'll be okay," I tell her, despite not knowing myself if that's true. I'll have to make it true, though; matter that could mean for us all. Letting out another scream, Hayley squeezes my hand, as the doctors finish up whatever is going on down there, and rushing the baby out of the room.

Hayley is sobbing now, so I sit on the end of the hospital bed, and kiss her head in attempt to calm her down. I have no idea what any of this means for anyone, and I don't blame Hayley for completely breaking down. I would too if I weren't staying strong for her. We don't know who's baby it is, or how they even survived after everything Hayley has been through.

"Hayley, we can do this. I don't care who's baby it is, I will stand by you I promise. I still love you more than life itself, and a baby can never change that. We can do this," I explain.

"They'll kill them!  They'll kill- my baby! I don't even- know if I want one, I- can't raise a baby yet!" She gets out. I feel completely broken by her words. They'll kill them. They'll kill my baby.

"I know this is a lot to process," I admit. "Trust me, I know. We can protect them together though,"

"I can't be a mother!" Hayley replies with a cracking voice, shattering my heart into a million tiny pieces. It sickens me to see her go through this. This situation is the worst possible to be for anyone; it's nothing but darkness and tears.

"Hayley Nichole Williams you can be a mother. I'll be there for you, no matter what. I'll help pay for everything and love the baby no matter who the father is. I mean, you have the choice to put them up for adoption but don't you want the baby to have a mother?" I ask.

"Taylor- I couldn't do this in my position, I can barely remember- to eat a meal myself!" She cries out, looking into my eyes, breaking me even more.

"You have me. Don't doubt yourself either, Spongebob. I have faith in you," I tell Hayley, wiping some of her many tears away.

"Taylor York, she is your child," I hear the doctor announce. "She seems to be surprisingly healthy, considering the situation,"

"Hayley, she's our baby!" I tell her excitedly. "It's a little girl! We can do this, we can have a family, I'll support you,"

"Lacey," she calls out wiping some tears away, looking to the baby the doctor is holding for us. "Lacey,"

"Would you like to name her that? After Lacey?" I ask brushing my hand over her forehead. "Do you want to hold her?" When Hayley quickly shakes her head no out of fear, my broken heart brakes again and again. Watching her so fearful hurts me to no end, no matter how unexpected this was. "How much does she weigh?" I ask the tall doctor holding my child.

"5 pounds 7 ounces. By the way, what happened was completely normal, nothing will come of it. I've seen many situations like this, with no symptoms of pregnancy, but the baby does come. You could call it rare, but it's happened," he explains to us.

"Hayley, she's so tiny, look! You should just try to hold her," I suggest with a small smile. "Could I?" I stand up and reach my hands out for my girl, and the doctor smiles a little, handing her carefully to me in her new pink blanket, and leaves the room leaving only Hayley and I. Her tiny smile and bald head makes me smile so much I'm surprised my mouth doesn't just fall off. Her eyes match Hayley's, and her nose as well, with my mouth and ears. Her little fingers wrap around mine and pull on it, making me so happy I could cry.

Soon I turn to Hayley, finding out that she's been watching the whole thing, and has stopped crying. She looks completely speechless, her eyes wide and mouth open just the slightest bit. I walk to her slowly, the quiet baby in my arms, and hold her out for Hayley. With hesitation, Hayley slowly takes her child in her arms and smiles the tiniest bit. "She looks just like you," I say sitting on the end of the bed, my arm around her.

"I can't give you up can I?" Hayley softly asks the baby girl, wiping a tear away. "Just look at you,"

"I never would've thought to have two of you," I whisper kissing Hayley's temple. "This was so unexpected,"

"Are you really going to stay with me?" She asks looking into my eyes. When she asks this, I give her a small smile and press my lips to hers softly, pulling away just as quickly.

"How in the world could I ever leave?" I ask, looking down at our child.

"What does this mean? Having a baby, I mean. We aren't an actual family and we have a surprise baby. What about Paramore and you-know-who?" Hayley asks me in a sudden panic.

"We'll figure it out. I know we will," I explain. "Now, what's our little girl's name?"

"Lacey is her first name. I want her first name to be Lacey," she says with a straight face. I know exactly why, and I agree. A beautiful name from a beautiful memory for my beautiful baby girl.

"Lacey Winter," I suggest with a small smile. Hayley looks back up at me with a smile of amazement for whatever reason, and I kiss her nose. I believe Lacey Winter to be the best we could give her, representing so much in just two words. Everything we've been through in the past year or so summed up by this child. This child is the symbol of defeat, and the most important piece of this puzzle.

"Could we really have a Lacey Winter running around? Could we ever raise you Lacey?" Hayley asks the infant.

"I think we can," I add in, allowing Lacey to play with my finger. "I really do,"

Oh my gosh the story is ending soon! Then what?! What will happen to Lacey Winter? I know but you don't so HA!

Please do prepare to cry a lot the last chapter, k? K.

Dedicated to only the best. You're the reason I have yet to give up on this darn writing thing.