𝐰𝐡𝐲 𝐝𝗼𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐢𝗺𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

𝕟𝕖𝕩𝕥 𝕥𝕠 𝕪𝕠𝕦 ♫ 𝕛𝕠𝕟𝕒𝕙 𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕒𝕚𝕤 𝚙𝚝2

Today is the day.
I'm scared, but excited. I'm nervous, but so ready.
I'm finally going to meet Jonah and I's baby girl.
Everything is perfect except for the fact that Jonah isn't here.
The band is in New York City for a pop up show, which means Jonah isn't here.
We tried for a baby when we knew that he would be at home for the birth, but then the pop up show came into play and our whole plan went down the drain.
So, here I am, laying in a hospital bed, about to give birth, without my husband.
The more I thought about the fact that Jonah isn't here with me, I grew even more upset.
I let a tear fall, the nurse seeing.
"You okay?" She asked, looking over at me.
"Yea...yea, I'm good, I just...I really wish my husband was here," I admitted.
"Where is he?" She asked.
"He's in New York City with his band right now, they are doing a live performance of their newest song," I explained, another tear falling down my face.
Don't get me wrong, I'm so proud of Jonah and the boys and I'm so happy for them, but I still wish he could be here.
"Alright, hun, I think it's time," the nurse said.
I took a deep breath, preparing myself.
The door suddenly opened and I looked up, hoping to see Jonah, but it was just the doctor.
I let out the breath I was holding in, looking down in disappointment.
"You don't look too pleased for someone who's about to meet their baby for the first time," the doctor said, giving me a smile.
"I...I am happy, I just wish my husband could be here," I replied.
"Well, what if he was here? What difference would it make?" The doctor asked.
"It would make all the difference in the world. I never told him, but I'm terrified to give birth. I had myself convinced that I would be okay as long as he would be by my side, but he's not and.....I....I just need him," I confessed.
I swallowed hard, holding in the sob that was rising in my throat.
"Well, I am gonna be by your side. The whole entire time. If you need me, I'm here,"
I looked up.
And there he was.
Jonah.
My Jonah.
"Y-you're...you're here!" I smiled.
"I'm here! And I'm not going anywhere," he said, walking to the side of the bed and leaning down to kiss my head.
"But how? You're supposed to be performing right now!" I said.
"Doesn't matter. The fans and the boys understand. And I wouldn't miss the birth of our child for anything. As soon as you told me that you were in labor, I booked the first flight home," he said, grabbing my hand.
"Thank you, Jonah. I love you," I said.
"I love you too. Now let's have a baby!" He cheered, making me smile.

1 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚛 & 42 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛

I heard the crying and I let my head fall back on the pillow.
I relaxed and caught my breath, happy that the baby was finally out.
The nurse walked back over and handed our baby girl to Jonah, him carefully taking her in his arms.
"Hi, babygirl. I'm your daddy," he whispered, kissing her head.
I watched  as a tear rolled down his cheek, a tear of happiness.
He handed her to me and I moved over as he crawled into bed next to me, letting me cuddle up to him.
He kissed me softly and then we cuddled up together, holding our baby.
"You're gonna be a great dad, Jonah. I love you," I whispered.
"And you're gonna be a great mom. I love you too,"

♫

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