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this chapter contains childbirth, if that bothers you in any sort of way, don't read, but scroll way down the end so you can know the baby's name!!

Rosie 

I was scared, I wasn't expecting my son right now. Harry helped me out of the car to the best of his ability. I stopped in the middle of the parking lot when a contraction hit me and hugged him. He's been really quiet the whole car ride though, he obviously doesn't want to talk about the whole Ester thing anymore, but I don't want to avoid this.

"Harry I'm really sorry, Jessica told me not to tell anyone because Ester didn't want anyone to know," I said through tears. 

"Shhh, let's not talk about that right now okay?" He says kissing my forehead and leading me inside. 

"My girlfriend is giving birth!" He screamed as soon as we walked into the ER. 

A lady quickly came up to me, helping me sit in a wheelchair and smiled at Harry, "nervous are we?" she teased him. 

"Yes, yes I am, now where are you rolling her away?!" He shouts and I laugh at his comment even through my pain. 

"To her labor room, you can come you know?" She says and he nods quickly following me. 

This hurts so badly, holy crap I better be this baby's favorite parent. I held onto the side of the wheelchair when a contraction ripped through my body. They are so close together in time, what is happening right now?!

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The nurse helped us get all settled together in the room, she told us the head doctor was going to be here really quickly. She gave Harry a seat next to me, he helped me slip on the hospital dress thingy, or whatever it was called, I just knew it smelled like hospital and I didn't like it. I placed my hair into a bun so I can avoid the heat it was causing in my body. 

I couldn't stop thinking about how mad Harry was, he was so upset, I've never heard him raise his voice at me that way, ever in my life. I wanted to talk to him and get this through and over with, I wish I never knew, I keep saying that but it's true. 

"Harry, I know you're mad but I promise when I didn't tell you it felt like a boulder on my chest every day," I tell him as he ties the back of the hospital gown. 

"I told you I didn't want to talk about it Rosie," he says placing his hand on my aching stomach. 

"Harry?" I say watching as his hand roams my belly. 

"Do you have a name for him?" I ask him needing to know. 

"I do, I promise you're gonna like it, but I'm not telling you until he is here," he says to me with a slight smile. 

"Ugh where is this fucking doctor!?" I throw my head back once a wave of pain hits my body again. 

"Do you need me to go find the doctor?" Harry says cupping my cheeks. 

"No, no, it's okay, I'm sure the doctor will be here any second," I say to calm him down. 

I take a deep breath, Harry's hand strokes my forehead, he lightly plants a kiss. I grab his hand that's stroking my forehead and peck light kisses all over it. 

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