Josilyn POV
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Beads of sweat rolled down my face as I collapsed back against the pillow. My unruly hair flopped messily in front of my face and I squeezed my eyes closed as I felt my hand slip out of his. I'm done.
I feel Louis's soft fingers touch my face as he moves the hair out of my eyes, "You have to keep pushing babe," he told me, "Sit back up darling."
I moaned in disagreement as I did as I was told and sat back up. I grabbed his hand again and he smiled encouragingly as I pushed, feeling as if I was going to pull a muscle. Correction: I wished I was done.
"Am I done yet?" I breathe out.
"Not exactly, you've only pushed four times in total babe," he frowns. "You can do it, come on just a bit more, the doctor said they're crowning," he kisses my hand.
"Push," I hear from the doctor and I exhale, leaning up onto my forearms and pushing as hard as I could. I felt myself painfully stretch over what I assume was the head.
"Oh! – I see their head, I see their head Josie! The whole head– t-they're so beautiful," she wipes under her eyes, "Keep going honey," Lex encourages me as she stands by the doctor, Em holding my hand instead.
The two had decided that the best time to have gotten into an argument was while I was going into labor. Em wanted to be the one to hold my hand, and be of some use but apparently Lex called the spot and apparently Em could hold my foot for all she cared.
I really don't see why they'd fight over a place for me to break their hands, but I was in too much pain to care.
A few seconds later, Louis yelled at them to shut up and stop arguing, or get out. So they settled their argument and Lex decided that she would let Em have the spot if it meant that much, and stood by the doctor to watch me birth instead, because 'it's cool to be able to say I've been watching over you ever since you came out your mom's womb' to them when they grow up.
"You hear that? A whole head, Jo. Nearly there," he smiles at me.
I give another strong push and nearly scream my head off at what I know are their shoulders. I feel tears running down my face but ignore it as I continue to push. I'm so close.
"The arms! The arms are out now!" I manage to look up at Lexi and see that she's already crying.
"Okay Josie, the hard parts are over. I just need one more big push," doc tells me.
"You can do it, Josie. Come on, one more," Emily encourages.
And one more big push is what I give. I put all of my might into it and when I give all that I can give, I fall back against my pillow.
Loud crying fills the room, and I want to sit up and hold my baby to my chest, but I'm too tired to even look up. All I can manage is to see a peek of is their tiny body being wrapped into a towel. I've never heard a scream so loud, so piercing; not even with Brianna.
"Would you like to cut the umbilical cord, Mr. Tomlinson?" He asks and I look up to Louis.
Louis looks down at me, as if asking for some type of permission. "Go."
He hesitantly lets go of my hand and makes his way over to next to the doctor. I tiredly close my eyes, so I can't see anything, but a small smile forms on my face when I hear the snipping sound. Shortly after, I felt his hand in mine again.
