The boys were on their 8 letters tour and were currently in Hawaii. Daniel, having a rough past, was very self conscious. It took months for the boys to convince him to swim without a shirt. So what happens when Jonah tries to pull a harmless prank...
5 weeks had passed and it was now February. Well February 10th to be exact. I was swollen everywhere. My feet and ankles hurt and were most definitely swollen. And my stomach? Huge. I was aching everywhere and I hated it. I still had 10 weeks to go and to be honest, I didn't know how I was gonna last that long.
I was down stairs on the couch, Jack heating up a frozen pizza for me in the kitchen. Corbyn was with Zach upstairs making a baby bag for when the baby comes. He wanted to be prepared but I thought it was too early to make a bag.
Though as soon as my pizza was done, I didn't get to eat it. I felt the urge to pee so I waited for Jack to come in with the food before I asked for help.
"Here ya go." Jack says, walking in with my pizza.
"Thanks um, actually can you help me up? I have to pee again." Jack nods, setting the food down before helping me up. He helps me walk a few steps before I pause, my pants soaking within seconds.
"J-Jack?" I glance at him as he looks at me with wide eyes.
"Holy shit. Corbyn!" The blonde rushes down the stairs, his eyes landing on the puddle at my feet.
"Fuck. Zach get the bag!" He rushes over to me, helping me waddle towards the door. Zach comes running down the stairs, a confused and sleepy Jonah behind him. I'm assuming he was taking a nap.
"Jonah we need you to drive us to the hospital. Zach, you're in charge of contacting parents." Jack says as we step out of the house. I was trying my hardest to stay calm but it all went out the window when I stopped.
"Fuck, Corbyn it hurts." I was squeezing his hand hard, not liking the pain.
"Oh ow. It's okay baby. They're contractions. We need to get you to the hospital." I nod, waddling to the car. Both Corbyn and Jack help me in, Jonah and Zach jumping up front.
Zach was on the phone, glancing back at us as he talked. I knew he was talking to my parents because let's face it, they never believe Zach. After maybe 10 minutes, we arrive at the hospital. Corbyn helps me out, taking me into the building as Jack grabs the bag. Jonah and Zach go to park the car, Jack following us into the building. I watch as he runs up to the desk, passing us.
"It's my friend, he's in labor." He pants. The lady immediately says something into her radio, a doctor and a nurse walking out immediately with a wheelchair.
They have me sit in it, only allowing Corbyn back. He follows worriedly until we reach a room, helping me into a gown before getting me on the bed. They put on the heart monitor and all kinds of stuff but I didn't care. I was focused on the second contraction that hit.
"How far along is he?" They ask.
"He's only 30 weeks. I-it's too soon." The doctors become a little more worried, treating me with even more care. Soon though, they were gone, leaving just Corbyn and I. I was on my side, Corbyn petting my hair gently.
"It hurts Corbyn." I sniffle. He frowns, glancing down at me.
"I'm sorry baby. I know this is hard for you. I'll be here every step of the way." He says softly.
"Hello! I'm Dr. Kendt, I will be your doctor for today. I'm just gonna check how dilated you are dear." I nod, moving into the position the other doctor mentioned earlier.
"Well it looks like you're already at 8 centimeters. Just two more and you'll be ready to push." I nod, going back to my position from before. I wince as a contraction hits, squeezing Corbyn's hand.
"It shouldn't be long now." She says, tossing her gloves in the trash before leaving. Corbyn and I just sat there, the blonde whispering sweet nothings in my ear as he tried to comfort me.
Minutes turned to hours, it being maybe 2 and a half hours later when things got worse. The doctor had come back to check me for the 10th time, and I was exhausted from a contraction. They were getting worse and I didn't like it.
"You're ready! Let me get a few more hands in here and then we can start." The doctor leaves and comes back with a few nurses.
"Ok now we're gonna need you to push on the count of three okay?" I let out a breath, nodding.
"Okay, one, two, three!" I let out a scream as I push, squeezing Corbyns hand hard. The doctor smiles, glancing up at me.
"Okay, one more push. You're crowning." I push one last time, breathing heavily as the doctor cuts the cord. The sound of a baby crying fills the air, bringing a smile to my face.
"Congrats! You have a beautiful baby boy." Corbyn smiles at me, tears in his eyes.
"That's our baby." I smile and go to respond when I felt a pressure between my legs. I scrunch up my face, Corbyn immediately becoming worried.
"Daniel? Baby what's wrong?" The doctor turns around, her eyes widening.
"Oh my he's crowning.. again!" I was breathing heavily, letting out yet another scream as I push. A second wail is heard, the whole room watching in shocked silence as the doctor cuts the cord.
"Congrats again, you have a beautiful baby girl." I lay back on my pillow, extremely tired. Corbyn looks at me, completely shocked. He was crying without a doubt, crouching by me.
"We have twins. Baby we have twins." I smile softly, closing my eyes.
"Twins.." I could feel everything around me become muffled, the last thing I hear being a loud beep.
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