[I never thought through love we'd be
Making one as lovely as she
But isn't she lovely made from love?]
5 MONTHS LATER- DAY OF BIRTH
"Em, check this out.." Niall came into the hospital room wearing disposable scrubs, gloves, and a hair cap and shoe covers, making me laugh. He posed and posed, trying to get my mind off of the nerves that were building from the C-Section that would be happening soon. "I look so sexy, don't I?"
I laughed, nodding. "Extremely." Niall laughed as I sat on the hospital bed after a bit of walking that was requested by Doctor Claire. "This is so uncomfortable." I complained, pulling slightly at the hospital gown I was wearing.
"It's only for a while, love. Then you can take it off and dress in your own clothes." Niall assured.
These past months have been brutal. I've been peeing way too much and have looked like a freaking planet for months. I was just happy that the day finally came that I would finally hold my baby in my arms instead of my stomach. "Jesus, how much longer? I just wanna get this over with!" I groaned as I stood up again.
"Pet, it starts soon, I promise." Niall said as I felt movement from inside of me.
"Ugh, trust me, baby, I want you out too." I sighed, placing a hand on my stomach, earning reactions from her almost immediately. Niall checked his phone before looking back up and putting it away.
"It should start in a little bit.. We should probably get this on." He says, grabbing a hold of the hair cap that I'm supposed to wear.
"Why the fuck do I have to wear that? It's not like they're taking out the baby from the top!" I said, annoyed that we haven't started. By now, Niall had gotten used to the mood swings that occurred at times.
"Knock, knock.." Yomara walked in, now with a flat stomach again as she had the baby a while back.
"Thank God, I'm dying over here." I groaned.
"Have you been eating the ice chips like they asked?" She asked, taking a look at the still full cup.
I scoffed, "No."
"Emily, you have to eat them."
"What for? I might as well just drink water." I replied sarcastically.
"Hello.. Emily are you ready?" Doctor Claire came in dressed in the "surgical" gear.
I rolled my eyes, "Yes! Thank God! I just want out!" I laid back on the bed in the hospital room. She laughed as Niall chuckled. "Alright, later skater. Be out soon." I waved to Yomara who rolled her eyes.
"You're so annoying."
"So are you!" I defended. She held the door open as the nurses began to roll the bed out with Niall trailing behind.
When we actually went into the room where the process was going to happen, that's when the nerves began to happen again. Niall appeared next to me as they reclined the bed back. "Alright, put this on, pet." He lifted my head and put the hair cap on my head, holding back my hair back and away.
"Think of it as the work and payments that we have to do to get our princess.." Niall said, noticing my fear of the process of the C-Section they were about to perform. I nodded, taking slow breaths to calm myself. Doctor Claire put up the separator that keeps me from seeing what they're doing as the nurses got things ready.
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SPACES | 𝘯. 𝘩𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯 (book 3) ✔
Fanfiction"oh, the spaces between us, hold all our secrets, leaving us speechless, and i don't know why. who's gonna be the first to say goodbye?" -one direction, "spaces" ⊱ ────── {⋅. ★ .⋅} ────── ⊰ "I should've turned my back on you AGES AGO." series is rec...
