I'm exhausted from all the dancing. I pull away slowly and sit down on a recliner. I see Hannah watching from the balcony and sigh. These guys need to make up already. Taking out my phone, I text Harry.
Me: When are you two gonna make up?
Me: She's watching you from the balcony.
Harry: Soon, I hope.
I lock my phone and take out the photo of today's ultrasound. The first photo of my little bun.
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6 weeks and 3 days. Just 29 weeks and 4 more days to go before we can expect any jolts and labor scares.
"Happy birthday, love." Louis sits on the recliner's arm and kisses the top of my head.
"You know this is the sixth time you've said this to me, right?" I chuckle.
"I'm just happy for you," He smiles then kisses me.
"Happy birthday." He pulls away then kisses me again.
"Happy birthday." I can't help but smile as he repeats this again and again and again.
He then plops down on a rocking chair next to me and pats his lap. I gladly get up and sit on his lap, laying my head on his shoulder. He starts to caress my side as he rocks back and forth, humming. I close my eyes and nestle into him as he kisses my forehead. Just as he was about to say something, Liam gives him his phone. It's Brianna. I move to get up, but he pulls me close again. They lower the music and he picks up.
"Hey," He says.
"Louis? It's me. You have to come. Quick." I can hear her panting through the phone.
I sit up and so does Lou.
"What's wrong?"
"This is it. My water broke. For real this time. Mom's driving me to the hospital. Get there. QUICKLY." She sounds like she's in a lot of pain.
I get up quickly and start to panic. Time seems to slow down as Louis hangs up, leaves the chair, and searches the room for his jacket. My hands start to tingle and a numbing sensation fills me. I barely feel myself plop down on the sofa as my heart races.
This is it. She's giving birth. Louis's gonna be a father.
My chest starts to pain and I can't help but start feeling cold. My heart hurts. Everything hurts. Louis is frantically yet slowly grabbing his things. Everything suddenly feels heavy as he races toward the door. Frame by frame. In slow motion. With the shutting of the door behind him, the last thing I see is James and Hannah coming to me, they're voices deformed. Then... black.
~.~
"Maria. Maria. Wake up." I slowly open my eyes to see Hannah.
