A precious miracle | {sequel to Brotherly Love}

Chapter Sixteen: It takes two

"Move and I'll shoot you too." harry gritted out.

Zayn stood there trembling, terrified to move. He kept glancing over at Louis who sat slumped over in the chair, blood started to pool to the floor. "But he needs help!" Zayn said, trying to reason with Harry.

Harry glanced at Louis then back at Zayn and shook his head. "Nope, not falling for it." Harry said as Zayn's face began to scrunch in pain. His contractions were starting and he knew they would only get closer and closer together.

"Harry, You either put the gun down and call an ambulance for both of us, or you are going to have to deliver this baby yourself." Zayn said as he got a second contraction that almost brought him to his knees. Harry adjusted the gun so that when Zayn moved due to the contraction, Harry still had a good shot.

Zayn couldn't stay on his feet for long and he fell to his knees and almost curled into a ball on the floor when he got his third contraction. Harry watched him carefully but didn't move the gun for a better aim.

Harry sighed and after five minutes, sat the gun down and went to Zayn's side. Zayn pushed him back almost immediately and cried again in pain. Harry then reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone and called for an ambulance. The operator told him it would be about half an hour before they got there. "Half an hour?" Harry asked with a hint of frustration.

"This baby will be here in half an hour!" Zayn yelled so loud that the operator on the phone that was only a couple feet from Harry's ear, heard.

Harry hung the phone up and sat it down beside him. "I'm s-sorry. I shouldn't have shot him." Harry said sounding genuinely remorseful. Zayn just looked up at him with disdain.

Suddenly the front door of the daycare opened and in walked hellen. At first she didn't see the chaos that had just unfolded but after a few moments, she saw something that pulled her attention to the three men. "Zayn?" She asked, not sure what was going on because the lights were off but only a few lights in the building remained on.

"Hellen!" Zayn excalimed, "Be careful he has a gun!" Zayn added, warning her of what she was walking into.

"I'm not going to shoot." Harry said with regret all over his voice.

Hellen reached for the light switch and flicked it on. "Oh my word!" She said instinctively covered her mouth. She then quickly reached into her pocket and pulled out her phone and Harry stopped her.

"I've already called an ambulance, they're on their way but it'll take 30 minutes." Harry said, now in the verge of tears. "And my waters broken." Zayn said and cried out in pain as another contraction washed through him.

"Okay." Hellen said and then helped get Zayn into a position to start pushing. she helped him get his trousers off and his underwear. In that vulnerable moment Zayn didn't even care that Harry was able to see his privates.

Harry asked Hellen if there was anything he could do to help. "Yes, go get some towels and some warm water." Hellen said. Zayn told Harry where they were at as he stood up. Harry nodded and took off to get the towels.

"I need to push." Zayn said through gritted teeth.

"You're not fully dilated yet." She said, "After two more contractions okay." she added.

Harry came rushing back with the towels and then took off for the water. Harry had brought back every towel the center owned which was over 30 towels. Hellen helped him through the first of two contractions he would have to endure before he could push. Harry arrived with the water as Zayn was in the middle of the second contraction.

"Uh, ma'am, I see something down there." Harry said as he slowly knelt down by Hellen's side with the water.

"That's the baby's head. He's crowning." Hellen said softly as if they were experiencing a miracle first hand. To Harry it was, because he had never seen the miracle of child birth before.