Pregnancy Series

#27. A Scare

*8 months*/ his pov

*All credit of this goes to lipstickstaiin.tumblr.com this is NOT my preference and 100% theirs. they are AMZING writers and you should go check them out. Sorry things have just been soooo crazy for me and i've had writers block for weeks...

Niall:

        "Ni" Y/N whispered. "Something's not right." I walked towards her standing in the door way. Her face is pale and eyes dull. "Princess? Whats wrong?" I asked grabbing her hand. I frowned when I felt how clammy it was. "I feel - feel dizzy," she whispered, slight swaying. I quickly grabbed her arm to keep her from falling. "Keep looking at me, Princess, Please." I pleated. "I can't Ni," she said weakly.  Suddenly she fainted. I caught her, lowering her down still in my arms. "Y/N" I said loudly, "please open your eyes". I begun to panic when she didnt respond. I couldnt lose her or the baby, I need her, I love her so much. 

        With shaky fingers I pulled my phone out of my pocket and called for an ambulence. Tears clouded my vision as I explained what happened and gave our adress. Once the ambulence arrived, I watched them check over Y/N. They said something but I wasnt listening. As they put am oxygen mask on, my tears fell, I silently begged her to wake up. For what felt like a lifetime, Y/N slowly fluttered her eyes open. "You have to stay down Y/N" the ambo said, as she tired to sit up. "Ni" she whispered frightened. I quickly knelt beside her, taking her hand. "You're okay" I whispered, "Just take slow breathes for me Princess". I gently wiped her eyes, catching the tears before they fell down her cheeks. I ran my fingers along her cheek, smiling softly as the color began to reappear. "How are you feeling Y/N?" I asked removing the mask and showly sitting her up. "My head hurts" she whimpered. I wrapped my arms around her,helping her sit. "You will have a aheadche , thats normal" he explained.  She looked up and panic flashed through her eyes. The ambo must have saw it because he spoke before she did. "The baby is fine, so are you," he paused, "You had low blood pressure. When youre pregnant, your blood vessles, need to expand to allow blood to flow easier around your body and to the baby." I kissed her forehead, as she closed her eyes and relaxed a little. "Get lots of rest and drink plently of fluids," he said packing up his things and leaving. "Ni, im-". I cut her off with a kiss, "Im so happy your okay, both of you."

HARRY:

        "Theres our baby" I said in Y/N's ear. as the nurse moved the wand on her stomach. She smiled and nodded at the screen. "I'll be right back," the nurse said, as she removed the want from Y/N's stomach. She picked up her clipboard and walked out of the small room. "The heartbeat?" Y/N asked softly making me freeze. She turned her head away from the screen to look at me. "Did you hear the heartbeat Haz?" she repeated, eyes filling with tears. I sighed and shook my head. A million and one thoughts crossed my mind of things that could go wrong. But when I looked at Y/N and saw the fear on her face, I quickly pushed them away. "Hey darling, look at me," I said removing one of my hands from her grip and brushing some hair out of her face. "Im sure we will hear it when the nurse comes back. Maybe she has another patient, the waiting room was pretty full when we got here,remember" I explined, trying to calm her down and convince myself, but the way the nurse left the room, I dont know what to think. She nodded, but the tears fall down her cheeks. "But he has to be alright Haz? our baby boy, Landon," she sobbed, her tears coming harder. It felt like my heart was breaking watching her like this. "Shh, darling.  The nurse didnt say anything, just have to wait til-." I stopped talking when the door opened. The nurse walked back in with a doctore behind her. I couldnt stop my tears filling my eyes, as I thought the worst. "Hi Mr. and Mrs.Styles. Im doctor Parker," he asked, walking up to us. "Lets have a look at your baby" "No" Y/N sobbed maing my heart ache again. "It's okay, he's going to find the hearbeat," I soothed. She nodded as the doctor started the second ultrasound. Within seconds the quiet room was filled by a loud whoosing sound. "There it is. Sorry if we worried you. Your little boy was in a difficult position for the nurse to find the hearbeat. But he looks wonderful, everything is perfect," the doctor explained. "Haz" she whispered, "He's alright." I nodded not trusting my voice. Y/N squeezed my hand, tears coming again; happy tears. "Our baby boy," I smiled and looked from Y/N to the screen with teary eyes.