Half a Man at Best (Sequel to VALERIE)

Chapter Twenty-five

~UNEDITED~

This chapter is dedicated to @Rue_by_another_name! :’)

Dearest Rue Eloise,

I love you so much and your book, SUPREMACY. It is the very first Louis Fan Fiction that made me cry in my entire Wattpad experience, I swear. It’s even my favourite Louis FanFic. I love it so much and I just can’t… just… OMG! You are just so brilliant and very… uhhh… I’m speechless! I love you, okay?

I don’t even know if you would notice this but if by any chance you could, I want to let you know that you’re awesome but let’s face it, Vika is the most awesome. HAHAHA

Glyz xx

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Two years later…

Harry’s POV

“Harryyyyyy!”

“I’m coming! I’m coming! Hang in there, baby. Wait… just wait.”

“Harry, hurry up!”

“Hell, I can’t take it anymore!”

“Harry, what’s taking you so long? Your wife is on fucking labor!”

“Shut up, Niall! I’m already nervous as it is!” I shot back at my blonde mate who is currently assisting my pregnant wife downstairs. I, on the other hand, am busy gathering all the stuff that we need before we run to the hospital. I run around the room, gathering all the bags containing infant necessities as quickly as I could.

I feel so jittery inside and the shaking of my limbs doesn’t help my attempt of finishing the task immediately, so does the combination of frantic sounds from downstairs. I couldn’t focus on a single thing because my mind is all over the place. My wife is having a baby tonight. We’re having a baby…

“Harry, baby… Please…” I hear Valerie scream a sob which makes me jolt. I quickly sprint towards the bed where I have laid all three duffle bags where I packed Valerie’s and the baby’s clothes, diapers, and few others.

Man, I thought I was ready for this. I have been preparing myself for nine months but I guess when that day comes, you just seem to forget everything you have practiced for.

I am on edge and the nerves make my head spin around. My heart is hammering violently in my chest that I have to squeeze my eyes shut to rid the blurry vision as I run downstairs. My eyes widen a bit as I take in the incredibly frantic-worthy situation that my Valerie is suffering from right now.

Her face screws shut in pain while she keeps herself from thrashing against Niall’s chest by clasping her hands around his neck tightly. Liam is standing by her side, rubbing the small of her back while Niall, on the other hand, strokes her swollen arms in their attempt to soothe her. Louis is standing at her other side, fidgeting on the car key in his hands because he doesn’t know what else to do.

Her breathing is rugged while muttering obscenities under her breathe. I watch her unfasten her fingers from her other hand only to hold her hip while arching her back. Her face is flushed crimson, sweaty and in great agony altogether.

As soon as I reach the lounge, I gather the three bags in one hand and take over Liam’s spot from her side to assist her as she walks. We do as fast but cautiously as possible. Louis quickly runs out of the door to start the car immediately. Liam advances to hold the door open for us.