We Found Love in a Hopeless Place: Chapter Sixteen
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Song: The Final Countdown
Picture: Baby Theodore Edward Tomlinson, who you will meet later on in this chapter! :D <3
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Harry’s P.O.V. (One year since the last chapter)
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“What if there is a problem, what if Gemma has complication? Oh, Harry, I wish they were allowing both of us into the room, I am so worried.” Louis was pacing the length of our living room, Darcy sitting on the couch with Bradley sitting next to her, both smiling at the nervous Louis. “What if they ask me to cut the cord? Will they force me to look at the after birth? Is that what it’s even called with human babies? I don’t handle the smell of blood really well, what if it is noticeable and I puke or pass out?”
“Lou-Lou, calm yo tits, you still have a week or so to prepare yourself.” Darcy said tossing a pillow at my still distressed boyfriend as he thought of the worse possible situation.
“Louis, love, we want this baby and Gemma has been doing everything the doctor has send to this point. She has taken all her medicine, taken extra vitamins, she hasn’t done much exercise.” I tried to calm him down with my words of wisdom, Gemma had agreed to be our surrogate for the baby and we decided it would be Louis's sperm, since I already had a baby, which was Darcy. Louis decided he wanted the sex of the baby to be a surprise, so everyone had to deal with it since it was Louis's first baby. The nursery was painted in a safari theme, meaning there was green grass towards and on the floor boards, a pale blue sky with a few fluffy clouds and a "tree of life" was painted behind the white crib. The room had baby safari animals stickers stuck to the wall in random places around the crib, next to the closet door was the changing table and in the closet was little dressers for all the clothes. There was a lot of empty space in the room right now because the baby would be too tiny for toys and there was not much more stuff one needed, but there was a fluffy green rug for the baby to lay on and a rocking chair for those long nights. Currently, in Louis and my room was a white bassinet lined with yellow fabric, which was gifted to us from his mother, who bought it for the baby shower. Louis had been since he knew the pregnancy was good, buying outfits in neutral colours, like yellow and mint green but he bought a come home outfit for a girl and boy, apparently coming home outfits were important or to Louis they were…If the baby is a boy, it’ll come home in a greaser onesie with a fake leather jacket and the girl will come home in a ballerina onesie. “You just got to…” Right then, the house phone rang, Bradley reaching over and answering it, like this was his home.
“Hello, Tomlinson and Styles residence, may I ask…Gemma, love, are you okay? You got to stop crying into the phone, I can’t understand you, pass the phone to Anne, please.” Louis stopped his pacing, mid-step, his eyes wide as he stared at Bradley, who was now talking to my mum. “Hi Anne, she on her way to the hospital, we’ll be leaving soon. I’ll have Darcy go grabbed the baby outfits and the present for Gemma, Louis will have to unfreeze himself so he can go to the car. Yes, love you too, bye Anne.” Darcy had moved up the stairs, grabbing the bag that had been packed for a month now before Bradley even hung up the phone. I moved to slip on a pair of worn out converse and pulled on my pea coat, grabbing Louis’s and sliding it on his arms.
“Come on, Lou, let’s go see your baby be born, it’s what you’ve been waiting…”
“I’m not ready for this, Harry; I am not ready to be a father, what was I thinking? I can’t be a dad, I can’t be in the room with just Gemma and your mum, I can’t do this by myself…I am going to be a terrible dad…” Louis began to sob and shake, the heels of his hands pushed tightly to his eye socket.
“Lou-Lou, you’re going to be a great dad, you’ve raised me since I was five and I turned out perfect. Well, except for the fact I am dating the guy I punch when I was nine and he is also my step brother, but none of that is really your fault.” Darcy said as she jumped down our staircase, even though she was just fifteen, she was still smarter than most adults but acted like a little child. “Now, stop your tears and put your jacket on, I’d like to see my little sibling before they can walk.” Louis nodded his head at Darcy, she always knew how to calm him down when he was freaking out, I think it all goes back to the day when she went to her first day of school. To me it doesn’t matter though as long as it got Louis out of the house and on the way to the hospital, he needed to be there for his baby to be born or he would regret it.
Luckily, thanks to my driving, we got there in record time. Louis was rushed into the room where Gemma and my mum was as Darcy, Bradley, Denis (who is Gemma’s husband), and I wait in the family waiting room, waiting to see my boyfriend and our new baby. I paced the waiting room, no longer needing to be the strong one as Louis could not see me and I could freak out now. When Darcy was born, I was younger, so naive, I didn’t know about all the things that could go wrong when giving birth to a baby. My sister is giving birth to my boyfriends baby, who though I would ever be saving that, yeah? “Papa, please sit down, you are making me really nervous. Louis, Auntie Gemma and the baby are going to be fine; the doctors know what they are doing.” I nodded my head at my daughter, always too smart for her age; I am hoping the new baby will be just as smart as Darcy.
Seven whole fucking hours later, a doctor walked out to greet us all and take us back to the room, the room where Louis was standing holding a bundle in his arms. I gasped and quickly walked over to my boyfriend, peering over his shoulder too look at the tiny baby in his grasp, trying to guess what sexy it was. “Harry, I’d like you to meet, Theodore Edward Tomlinson, our baby boy.” I reached an arm around him and rubbed my finger along his head softly, feeling his baby skin. “Isn’t he just perfect, Haz, so beautiful and he is made from me, it’s like it’s magical.” I was so glad to have a new baby with Louis, so glad to have one for the both of us to raise from the beginning, unlike Darcy even though we both love her so much, she was always mine. Louis stared at our son, like he was the most precious thing in the world and he really was, he was just what both Louis and I needed. I watched as Bradley leaned over to whisper something into Darcy’s ear, which in turn made her blush.
“BRADLEY COOPER, YOU BETTER NOT BE TRYING TO CONVINCE MY DAUGHTER TO BE HAVING CHILDREN WITH YOU!” I screamed and pointed a finger at him, while everyone rolled their eyes.
“I was asking her to marry me, sir, I am waiting for her answer as we speak…” Bradley Cooper just told me, he had a death wish, WHO THE HELL DOES HE THINK HE IS?!
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