YOURS {N.H} SEQUEL TO WHO KNOWS

PART 32

- SORRY I HAVN'T UPDATED IN AGES. IM NOT GOING TO LIE SO I'M GONNA TELL YOU THE TRUTH. AT THE MOMENT IM FINDING IT REALY HARD TO COME UP WITH IDEAS FOR NEW PARTS AND STRUGGLING TO MAKE THEM LONG, BUT I DIDN'T WANT TO MAKE YOU WAIT FOR A NEW PART TILL AFTER THE NEW YEAR SO IV'E WRITTEN A SHORT FILLER TO KEEP IT GOING, SO I HOPE ITS OKAY. -

PART 32

MEGS P.O.V

Olah is beautiful. Weighing six and a half pound, with a large amount of blond wavy hair like mine and piercing blue eyes like her dad.

After being in the hospital for what felt like a week but was actually a couple of days after Olah was born it was finally time to go home.

Getting out of the hospital was harder than the actual birth and was like trying to push yourself to the front of a ground at a concert, but was much tougher and terrifying trying to cover are two day old baby girl from the flashing lights of cameras and high pitched screams of teenage girls.

Traveling home I noticed Niall wasn't quite himself. He looked sort happy but at the same time sort of sad. Feeling tired, I rested my head against the cool window and closed my eyes, deep in thought about what's wrong with Niall before falling into a well needed short sleep.

Getting home and walking up the friendly familiar pathway that led to the front door of our home with Olah in Ni's arms, was a dream come true. Eventual having our first baby in the world safely, was just amazing and I was so happy to finally be a mother.

Finally after I've gotten showered, and cleaned away the revolting smell of hospitals off me to the sweet smell of fresh strawberries, I come back down stairs to find Niall on the sofa with Olah crying in distress in his arms. Reaching out and slowly placing her in my arms, Niall looks at me with an upset look painted on his face when she slowly begins to stop crying.

"Ni, what's wrong?" I ask him sweetly.

"I can't do this Meg." He responds, shaking his head and looking at the ground making me feel upset too. "I'm not any good at it." He whispers.

I put my hand on his cheek and gentle kiss him, careful that I don't drop a sleeping Olah.

"Niall, you're a great dad already, she was only born a couple of days ago and she's not used to being around yet. She will stop crying as much as she does now and will be fine soon...I promise you, you just have to believe me and don't worry about." I reassure him.

He smiles and kisses me back. "Your right, thanks princess." He whispers, careful not to wake her up and kissed Olah's forehead preciously.