My Baby Daddy || Michael Clifford

Chapter 19

(A.N// My Wattpad spazed out and deleted this chapter so I rewrote the entire thing. It's not identical, but it's practically the same as the first one.

Anyway, anyone see Zayn's selfie that he tweeted last night? Oh my fucking god! That hair cut tho!

So that pic attached isn't connected wiv this chapter, I just wanted to fangirl over his new selfie. #ZaynsSelfieKilledUs.

Casually updating on the train. Yahno, the norm)

*Michael's P.O.V*

"Michael!" A voice gasped loudly from in front of me. I looked up, from looking at my bandaged arm, and saw Gemma walking in, pushing the pram.

"Ge-Gemma?" I stuttered, gobsmacked. She shut he door and deserted the pram by the wall and rushed over to me and hugged me tightly, but not too tightly.

"Oh thank god your ok. Me and mum just got here, we left as soon as we heard about the crash. It's global news, it's all everyone is talking about, everywhere. Outside is swarming with paparazzi, fans and locals. Mum's gone to check up on Harry, then she's going to see Harley" She was rambling on and on, breathing heavily as she cried.

"Harley! Harry! Are they ok? What conditions are they in?" I demanded worriedly

"Harry's still out cold, as is Harley. I spoke to one of the nurses and she said that Harry has a slight concussion so he won't wake up for a couple of hours. He had to have stitches in his head but other than that he should be ok. Michael this has made global news, it's all everyone is talking about. Twitter's going crazy, fans are going wild. There's tonnes of paparazzi outside, hundreds of fans and also locals surrounding the place. There's so much police out there, trying to keep them at bay." She breathed, sobbing uncontrollably "Harley doesn't look promising. She's got concussion, a broken wrist an - and"

She couldn't finish. She broke down into uncontrollable sobs. I sat up quickly and took her into my arms. Hugging her tightly, ignoring there awful pain in my arm.

We stayed like that for almost half an hour, before she left to go see how Harry and Harley were doing. I wanted to go as well but I wasn't allowed to leave my room.

Before Gemma left she wheeled the pram over to beside my bed. Both Lexi and Ethan were awake so I took them out of the pram and laid them on my bed, in between my legs.

I sighed deeply as I looked down at them. Them both smiling up at me and giggling. Talking in their own little baby language.

"Baababababa bubububuhbub wahahahahahaguuuuuu" Lexi giggled as she made inhuman noises with her mouth, bringing a smile to my face.

"Mr Clifford?" I snapped my head up, to see a nurse stood there. "You have a visitor"

I nodded my head at her and she left. I looked back down at my babies as the door opened again.

"Oh, my baby boy" A all so familiar voice sobbed loudly.

"Mum" I cried as I looked up at her year stained face. She rushed over to me and hugged me from the side, careful not to touch my babies. She hasn't met them yet.

"Oh my baby. Your safe. You ok." She gushed kissing all over my face "Thank god you're ok. I love you my precious baby boy. I don't know what I'd've done If you had been seriously injured"

"I love you too, mum" I cried, gasping for air. Ethan farted really loudly, gaining my mums attention. I looked down at him and he had the most obscure look on his face.

Just looking at his facial expression and the fact that he had just farted made me absolutely crack up. I was literally roaring with laughter.

"Are they?-"