You are sitting on the couch in yours and Niall house with Eleanor who is staying with you while Niall is on tour. You rub your nine months pregnant belly soothingly. Your due date was two days ago but you weren't extremely worried. You heard that the first baby is often late. Then all of a sudden a wave of pain hit you, strong.
"Eleanor," you panted, when it was finally over.
"Hm?" she hums distractedly, she looks up and notices the pain written on your face. "What is it? Is it the baby?" she asks coming over to your side.
"Contractions."
"I'll grab your suitcase." she says already hurrying off. You stand unsteadily, and then you hear a pop and you notice that your water broke!
In the car two minutes later, you pant your way through contractions, trying to get a hold of Niall. He had called 40 minutes ago, right before they went on stage, so you weren't having much luck. Finally in desperation you called Lou, their stylist.
"Hello?" She answers.
"Lou, I need to speak to Niall!!"
"Y/N?"
"YES! I need Niall!"
"Hold on, I see if I can get him."
Niall POV
As Zayn strarts singing Night Changes, I try to focus on the music but my mind keeps returning to Y/N. I hope she's doing okay. I know she doesn't want me to worry, but I do. Thankfully the tour will be over in a few days.
All of sudden, Lou runs on stage and heads straight to me. "Lou! What are you doing here? What's wrong?" I barely notice as song tapers off.
She hands me her phone, "Y/N!"
Y/N! The baby! I take the phone, "Y/N! Are you okay?" I run my free hand through my hair. The boys say something to the crowd, and Louis ushers me off the stage. "You're okay?" I ask again, and she assures me that she is but tells me to come home as soon as possible.
I end the call and hand to phone back to Lou. "Is it the baby?" she asks. I nod, my head, mind whirling.
"Louis!" I yell.
"Is everything okay mate?" he says coming over.
"It's Y/N. I gotta get home!"
"Alright, mate. Calm down. I'll get us on the first flight I can."
Several hours later....
Louis sleeps next to me on the plane, but I can't sleep. I can't stop thinking about Y/N. Is she okay? Is the baby? I should be there for here for her. My phone rings, it's Eleanor.
"How is she?" I answer.
"She's okay. She's in labor but she doing okay." I blow out the breath I didn't even relize I'd been holding. "She says to tell you not to worry."
Not worry? Impossible, but for her I'll do anything. "I'll try."
"Good. Is Louis there."
"Hold on," I shake Louis awake and hand him the phone, tuning out of their conversation. All the stress and worry start to catch up with me, and I close my eyes, exhausted.
At the hospital....
You stare in awe at your beautiful baby daughter. She's so tiny. The door bursts open and suddenly a very out of breath Niall is by your side. He stares at you, eyes wide, then his gaze falls to the bundle in your arms. "Y/N?" he whispers, not taking his eyes off her.
"Niall, meet your daughter." You hold your arms up so he can see her better. "Baby, meet your daddy."
He awkwardly takes her into his arms, and then you notice Louis standing with Eleanor. You beckon him over and he congradulates you with a hug and kiss.
"She's so little!" Niall says in awe. Louis looks over Nialls shoulder and strokes her hand. "Hey there little one. I'm your Uncle Louis!"
Niall sits beside you on the bed. "What are we going to call her?" He asks.
"Well," you start, glancing at Louis, "I was thinking Louisa Eleanor, after her Uncle Louis and Aunt Eleanor." Niall looks at them and nods in agreement. Louis and Eleanor look surprised at first at your suggestion, but they nod with a smile and Louis rubs the back of his neck awkwardly.
"Louisa Eleanor Horan." Niall trys it out.
"Beautiful."
Hey guys!!
This was a bid difficult to write, but it was a lot of fun. I really hope you liked it!
Sky xo
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