"NO ONE PANIC! NO ONE PANIC!" Harry screams.
Eleanor groans to herself, "Why did we choose to come to Harry's house when this happened?"
"Oh my god. Ohhhh my god." Louis repeats again and again.
"Louis, calm down." Charlie says. He lets Eleanor lean into him and rubs her lower back for her as he times contractions.
Louis continues, "Oh god. Oh shit. Oh my god."
Eleanor rolls her eyes.
Harry starts prancing around in circles, screaming again, "THIS IS SO EXCITING! OH MY. . . ELEANOR AREN'T YOU EXCITED?"
Niall scoffs out a laugh.
"Harry, baby." I say.
His head perks up. "Yes?"
"I need you to relax."
"Got it. Got it. I got it. I'm relaxing." He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath.
It works for about a minute before a smiles peaks onto his face and he looks at me again.
Whispering this time, he continues, "Oh my gosh! Fuck i'm gonna shit myself, i'm so excited. Oh my god!"
I motion him to sit next to me on the couch opposite Eleanor.
Niall lays peacefully across the floor near the record player, choosing different albums and songs to play for us.
I run my fingers through Harry's hair once he sits down and he grabs my other hand to hold.
"This is so exciting." He says again.
"Shh, darling, I know."
I run my hands through Harry's hair a couple more times, letting him relax into me.
It only takes one moan from Eleanor before he's perked up again, excited as ever.
"Can I help, Ellie?" He asks her.
She pauses for a minute and grips Charlie's hand. Eyes wide, she whispers, "I think my water just broke."
Charlie replies calmly, "Okay, babes, lets go to the bathroom then. Lauren, can you get her a different pair of pants?"
Louis takes one of Eleanor's hands while Charlie takes the other and they gently lift her off the couch.
"Eleanor, you've wee'd all over my couch." Harry laughs, seemingly finding this amusing.
El just groans in response.
"Come on, Hazza. Let's just go get Eleanor some new clothes." I take his hand and pull us out the door.
"Okay. She can borrow one of my sweaters or flannels or something. It'll fit her bump better." He notes on the walk between apartments.
I make my way into my unlocked apartment, letting Harry follow me like a lost puppy.
"Okay. I'll just get her some sweatpants then? I think that's okay." I'm not really sure what a pregnant woman in labor would prefer, but I'm assuming sweatpants are a safe bet.
As I lean down to grab them from my dresser, a body presses up behind me. Long arms wrap around my waist and hands press into my tummy.
"Haven't had a proper kiss yet, have we? Been too caught up in the baby." Harry murmurs.
I can't help but smile. "No, I guess we haven't."
"Come here then." He whispers. Then adds, "Please. I've been waiting a while."
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Crazy | {h.s}
Fanfic❝Anyone within a ten mile radius, gay or straight, could tell he was beautiful. They could hear it too. I'm sure the cops had been called on numerous occasions on account of him blasting that rock music throughout his flat. (Though, I loved the musi...
