My Reality (Zayn Malik love story)

Chap. 19*

*edited Oct. 11, 2020*

~Zayn~

Feeling the slight movement of the bed, I open my eyes and see Litsy getting up. Looking at the clock I see it's really early in the morning. "Babe where are you going? It's still early, come back to bed." I pat the spot beside me.

"I know Zayn, I just need to use the bathroom." Feeling a slight worry, I motioned for her to stay put. Getting off the bed, I move to her side and wrap an arm around her waist to help her up. Halfway to the bathroom she groans and clutches her stomach. My eyes widen when I look down to see that she didn't make it to the bathroom on time. "Uh Zayn, I think my water broke."

"Ok umm...sit down babe" handing her a towel to clean herself up while lifting up some sweats, a shirt and a sweater to put on. Quickly grabbing my shoes and putting them on. Searching the room, I find some clothes for Litsy and help her put them on. Taking a deep breath to calm down my racing heart I process what's going on at the moment. My baby was coming, my heart swelled at the thought of seeing my newborn in a couple of hours. I was brought back from my thoughts when Litsy screamed out my name in pain.

Right, my baby is coming. Helping Litsy up, I put an arm under her legs and the other under her back lifting her up. "Ok Litsy, can you grab the keys when we pass by?" she nods her head. I rush at a safe pace downstairs and angle my body so Litsy can reach the keys. Making my way out of the house and locking up. I wait for Litsy to unlock the car before gently putting her on the seat. Closing the door, I ran to the other side, looking towards the back I make sure the overnight bag and baby bag were in the car before starting the engine.

Making it to the hospital and parking quickly I help Litsy out. I pick her up in the same fashion as before. Once inside the hospital I call for help, soon enough they take Litsy in a wheelchair while I follow behind them. I was excited for my baby to come and nervous for all the pain Litsy will have to go through. After the nurse connected her to the necessary equipment, she went out to get the doctor. Once I put on the scrubs, I made my way to the seat beside Litsy and took ahold of her hand. I gently kiss her knuckles and tell her comforting words.

Not long after, the doctor comes in to check on Litsy's progress and how much she's dilated. "Ok dear, I think it's time for the baby to come out. Let's bring this baby out into the world." Litsy nods and releases a breath, before tightening her hold on my hand and braces herself to push.

"Come on sweetheart, you got this." She gives me a painful squeeze when she gives her first push. I wince at the pressure but otherwise ignore it and keep saying encouraging words to Litsy. I could tell she was in excruciating pain with the amount of pressure on my hand, the way her brows squeeze together and the slight screams when she pushes.

Almost three hours after she started pushing did our baby show signs that they were coming. Litsy finally laid back and I could instantly tell that she felt relieved. Laying a gentle kiss on her forehead and then a soft kiss on her lips. "You did it babe! You brought our little angel into this world." She gave me a tired smile and gave me one more kiss before my attention was taken by the doctor.

"Sir would you like to cut the cord of your daughter?" Looking up, I was shocked and incredibly happy at hearing we had a baby girl. I felt a wide grin grow on my face; I nodded at the doctor and cut the cord. They then cleaned her up and handed her to me. Looking down at her in awe I knew that this baby was going to have me wrapped around her little finger and I'm perfectly fine with that. Taking ahold of one of her small hands she wrapped her fingers around my finger. I loved my daughter the minute my eyes landed on her.

Looking up to the woman who owns my heart and gave birth to our beautiful daughter, I saw she had a matching grin of her own. I slowly make my way over to her and slowly put our baby girl into her arms. Cradling her to her chest Litsy made a patting motion for me to sit beside her on the bed. Sitting down beside her I put my arm around her shoulders and pulled her into my side. Looking down at our baby, I saw that she had my eyelashes and hair, but the rest of her facial features were her mothers. "What should we name her?" I asked Litsy while running my finger down my baby girl's face.