Chances (Liam Payne Fanfic)

Epilogue

~One Year Later~

Phoebe's POV 

Oh my god. The day is here. It is happening right now. I looked down at the floor and my eyes grew wide. "Liam!" I shouted, my voice full of panic. Liam sprinted into the room with a look of worry spread across his face. "My water's just broke." I announced awkwardly. 

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Let me fill you in:

When Liam took me to our honeymoon in Bora Bora we did the stuff usual newly wed couples would do. If you get me that is. We came back to England three weeks later and I was frequently being sick in the mornings. I only told Eleanor and Perrie and they both took me to the doctor immediately. "Mrs Payne, I'm happy to tell you that you are in fact pregnant." The doctor told me. That was the day I knew about our little peanut as Perrie called it. The girls took me home and I told Liam about the news. He was over the moon and I knew this by the way he reacted. "Phoebe I'm gonna be a daddy!" He constantly yelled around the house for the rest of the night. 

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Liam had to go away on tour with the boys again in 2012 but it wasn't for a full year. It is now the beginning of 2013 and the baby was due on the 4th of February and now, 16 days later on the 20th of February I went into labour. 

Present time:  

"Oh shit! Phoebe, umm. Get your things and I'll help you get to the car. I need to call the boys!" Liam paced. "No Liam! This isn't about the boys! I don't care if they're at the hospital or not! This is about me and you and getting this baby outside of me..NOW!" I yelled at him. "Right sorry. I'll get your things and then come and get you and help you to the car." He said. I nodded and stood on the spot in my nightgown. It was only 9.30pm but with a fat baby bump I liked to get comfy quite early on in the evening. After about three minutes of just standing and waiting, Liam came rushing into the room. "I've got everything! C'mon, lt's get you ito the car so we can get our little baby out of you." He said, his voice full of energy and excitement. 

~Half hour later~ 

We finally arrived at the hospital and Liam was definitely quick to get me out of the car and into the building. "Can we get a wheelchair please! My wife has gone into labour!" Liam shouted around the hospital. "Sir, we've got a wheelchair! Mrs.." The doctor started. "Payne." I answered. "Yes, Mrs Payne, how far apart are your contractions?" He asked me. "About twenty minutes." I responded. "Okay, well we better get you to the labour ward." He said. I nodded and Liam helped me sit down in the wheelchair. "Have you got the bags?" I asked my husband. "Yeah." He replied. "Don't let me do this alone Li." I panted as I felt another contraction coming. "Never. Til' death do us part." He said. I smiled to myself when he said it before being wheeled into my allocated room where I would give birth to my child. 

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"Shit!!!! Get this thing out of me now!!!!" I screamed. My contractions were now only two minutes apart and the doctors have told me that I'm ready to give birth now. "Phoebe, look at me." Liam said calmly. How could he stay calm at a time like this?! I was about to give birth to his child. Does he not know how scary and painful this is?! Either way I turned to look at him. "Squeeze my hand every time it hurts." He whispered. "Phoebe, we're going to need you to give us a big push." A nurse told me. "I-I can't do it!" I panted. "Yes you can Phoeb. Just push baby." Liam said. I took a deep breath and pushed with all my might. Screaming in the process. "Okay, that was a really good push Phoebe. I need you to push again just like that." The nurse said. Once again I took a deep breath and pushed my hardest, still screaming. "That was great Phoebe. I can see the head so I need another big push." The nurse said. "C'mon baby." Liam whispered in my ear, kissing my forehead. I gave another big push. "Well done Phoebe, just one more push." I was told, I don't know by who because I was concentrating on getting this baby out of me. I pushed one more time and then the pain slowly began to leave my body; of course I still ached. I did jut give birth to a baby.