HARRY'S POV
"He's so beautiful oh my god." Louis gushed as he held EJ and couldn't stop smiling.
It had been three days since he was born and it was time for us to go back home and Louis couldn't get enough of our son.
He almost couldn't let others hold him when they came to vist and everyone made fun of how much of a mum he was acting.
"I'm gonna carry him to the car Louis, whether you like it or not." Liam said seriously and Dr. Martins laughed along with all of us.
Liam and Louis' banter was so cute.
The doctor gave us instructions and we were on our way.
I was pushing Niall's wheelchair while Liam was carrying EJ, walking alongside Gemma.
Our parents were behind us and they, together with Zayn carried all the other things we had in the room.
I couldn't stop smiling. Infact, I hadn't stopped smiling since EJ was born.
He had lit a light in our lives and Niall, although had to deal with his operation wound, paid no attention to that pain because the joy of having our son around beat everything else.
His first cry. It's not a pretty sight to see your loved ones cry, your children, but that was a cry that made me happy and joyous.
Because had he not cried, it would have been a different story. And not a good one. The first cry of our baby was music to my ears but that didn't mean I wanted him to cry.
I would do all I could to make sure he doesn't cry as much.
His first bottle. It was amazing seeing Niall with our baby in his arms and feeding the little angel.
Niall however, couldn't keep his water works in check as he shed tears of joy. He had been beating himself up over the fact that he almost got rid of EJ and the fact that he took alcohol while he was pregnant -although he had no idea- and he even blamed himself when EJ took his sweet time to be born. And then he was here and Niall was feeding him his first bottle.
It brought happiness to Niall as it did to all of us.
He was a gem, a precious jewel that is priceless and that is how we were gonna treat him.
His first nappy change. That was on me by the way and frankly I didn't know that it would be possible to change a baby's nappy with a smile. Turns out it was possible as nature proved me wrong.
Then came his first smile. It was adorable and he smiled in his sleep. Cute with dimples and all. Such a perfect little human.
On to his eyes, when he opened his eyes, it was breathtaking because they are a replica of Niall's. Looking at Niall and EJ's eyes is like looking at just one pair of eyes. They are completely alike.
And it was a good contrast to his milky white skin, dust of pink on his cheeks and mop of curls. Now that was something I pitied him for. I knew how the hair -my hair- annoys me at times. And he had the exact hair as me. Although I'm sure I didn't look like him when I was a baby because I was born with straight hair.
Maybe his hair would straighten out as he grows just like mine curled as I grew up.
Either way, he was the most precious thing in the world. To me, to Niall and to everyone who cared and loved him.
"Liam don't walk so fast. I swear if you trip..." Niall's voice cut through my train of thoughts. He was scolding Liam who was walking as slowly as a snail. But I guess it was normal for Niall to just worry.
"Your mummy side is showing." Louis said and Niall rolled his eyes but smiled nonetheless.
We got to the car park and I carefully helped Niall get in then we strapped EJ in and I got in too.
