Feeling Your Love

Chapter 5

Eight monts later - It's been a roller coster for sure and it's no one's fault. Lou's hormones have been all over the place and for the last three months him and I have done online schooling to get our high school diplomias since neither of us wanted to be at school with those judgemental pricks who were harressing my Lou for being pregnant his senior year. We're not even attending graduation, we're going to be in the stands for Liam, Niall, Zayn and Perrie.

Lou has also been seeing an ear nose and throat specialist for after the baby is born he's going to have cocheleur implants surgically implanted. He's been thinking of doing this for the last few years and he decided after much more consideration he wants to hear what our baby sounds like.

LOU'S P.OV.

We found out that we are having a little baby boy here any day now and we're beyond excited, not just becuase we are having a boy but because this baby has been created out of love and will be spoiled with our love and attention not only from us but our mates and family.

We have the baby's nursery completed with the help of Harry's mum and our friends, my mum hasn't fully wrapped her head around the fact that I'm having a baby any day now. Her and I rarely talk and it does bother me but what can I do, it's not like I haven't tried; she just doesn't seem to have it in her to forgive the fact that a condom broke.

Three days have passed since my due date and no baby yet. If I don't go into labor in five days the doctor says he's going to induce me and let me tell you, that doesn't sound like fun. Right now Hazza and I are laying in bed, cuddled up watching a movie when my water breaks causing Harry and I to get the hospital bag and the diaper bag. Harry installed the baby's car seat four days ago. As we drive to the hospital I call Harry's mum, who in turn will call our friends and my mum.

After being signed into the hospital and in the birthing room, I deliver our baby boy five hours later without any pain medications. Harry and I hadn't picked out a name for our baby, we have several names that we like but we decided that we are not picking his name out until we see him.

After our baby was cleaned and his measurments were done, the nurse hands me my little bundle of baby with a smile and a promise that she'll be back in ten minutes to fill out his birth certificate.

Smiling down at our baby before I turn my smile to my wonderful boyfriend who I ask, "Hazza, what do you think we should name him?"

Harry smiles down at us as he answers, "I think he looks like a Harrison, what do you think?"

Smiling up at him I agree quickly. "I love it, so how about Harrison Edward Styles?"

Harry shakes his head no causing me to frown at him. "Harrison Louis Styles," this causes me to frown even more at him.

"Why Louis and not Edward?" I ask with confusion.

"Because Harrison is a form of Harry, so Harrison is after me and I think he should have something of his Papa as well," he says before leaning over to place a gentle kiss on my forehead. Smilng at my phenominal Hazza I quickly agree to his name choices.

Two hours with three feedings and four nappy changes, Harry's mum and our friends arrive at the hospital. While Liam has Harrison in his arms, I glance at Harry, who is sitting on the bed beside me and he nods at my silent question.

"Liam," Harry says causing Liam and everyone to look over at us. "Lou and I were wondering if you would like to be Harrison's godfather?"

This causes to Liam to smile so much that I think his face is going to split in two. "Of course, I would love too!" he whisper/shouts not to scare Harrison.

Smiling at Liam I turn to Niall. "Ni, would you like to be his other godfather?" This causes Ni to jump up and down in his spot a few times as he shakes his head and hug me gently.

By the next day when Harrison and I were released from the hospital, my mum never arrived to visit her grandson. I was a little disappointed but honestly I never expected her to come, it was just wishful thinking on my part.

Two months later - I'm being prepared for surgery to have the cochelur impants to be put in. I'm nervous because it's a surgery and that for a few days after surgery I can't pick Harrison up, so Liam agreed to stay at the flat with Harrison and I will Harry is at work so Liam can help me with the baby.

Three hours later when I woke from surgery, the doctor places the implants on the outside of my ears before turning them on. I notice the doctor giving Harry a meaningful look and Harry clears his throat gently before saying, "Hi baby, I love you."

Grinning from ear to ear I look at my Hazza I say, "Hi Hazza, I love you, too."