Forever Young (Sequel to 'Gotta Be Lou')

Chapter Thirteen

“Hey, guys!” Gemma greeted us. She wrapped her arms around both of us and enveloped us into her warm hug. She kissed both our cheeks. “Ready?”

"Yeah, let's go," I smiled nervously and Lou squeezed my hand to assure me. I smiled at him gratefully and leant in to kiss his cheek. We went inside and the nurse at the reception smiled at us. “Good morning! How can I help you?”

Gemma told her what we were doing here and the nurse pushed a button, telling us the doc would be with us in a few. We sat down and Gemma rested her head on Greg's shoulder. Those two really were an adorable couple.

“By the way, what did Niall say?” I asked and Greg and Louis started smiling like idiots.

“At first he wondered what I was doing in London and mostly why I was there with Louis,” Greg started explaining. “You know, it's not usual that someone from Ireland just comes to England.”

I chuckled and looked at Greg. “Then I explained him I was here because of Louis' and your baby... I tried to make a big secret out of it. I love teasing him. He was totally confused and in the mean time Louis had explained it to Liam. Liam really did his best not to laugh but Niall saw something was wrong and in the end I had to explain it to him.”

“And? What did he say?” I asked curiously.

Greg, Gemma and Louis chuckled. “He was happy for us,” Greg smiled down at Gemma and put his arm around her shoulders. “His reaction was pretty similar to yours,” He added, turning his head back to me. “At the beginning he was a little shocked but after a few seconds he seemed genuinely happy for us.”

“That’s great!” I cheered for them.

That moment a woman came in. “Gemma Styles?” She looked at the four of us and soon she saw there was only one girl. She smiled at my sister and we got all up.

“These are my boyfriend and these are my brother and his boyf- fiancé, the fathers of the baby.” Excusatory she smiled at Louis and me and we both grinned.

“Well, then follow me please. May I ask for your names?”

“Louis Tomlinson.”

“Greg Horan.” I saw a smile creeping upon the doctor's face - although Greg had only said his name she must've heard his accent.

“Harry Styles,” I introduced myself.

She knitted her eyebrows and looked at me and Harry curiously. “Is it possible that we've met before? You look so familiar.”

Now it was me and Louis who were smiling bright. He parted his lips, ready to say something but the doctor's eyes widened as she recognized who we were. Then she smiled and nodded. “"My daughter will kill me if I tell her who has been here today. Today is ‘Bring Your Kid To Work Day’ but she didn't want to. You're One Direction, right?”

“Two parts of One Direction, yes.” I don't know what it was but I hated it when someone called us One Direction when it wasn't all five of us.

“Haha, my daughter will so kill me,” the woman chuckled and walked away, motioning us to follow her. Lou and I smirked and followed her. She motioned Gemma to take place on the thing that was a bed and a chair at the same time and Gemma rolled up her shirt so she was exposing her stomach. Even though she wasn't pregnant for a long time now you could already see something was growing inside of her.

My heart pounded hard inside my chest and a nice and warm feeling rushed through my body. It felt like it was touching every inch of my body, making me feel homely. My eyes became teary and I felt... proud. In a few months the baby would see the light of the day for the first time. It will make it first sounds. It will breathe. A year later it will possibly be able to make its first steps. It will smile and laugh. One day it will be able to say 'daddy'. It will go to school and make a lot of friends. It will be the most beautiful person on earth.