are you my daddy?

let's get this show on the road...

April 24th 2016

TAYLORPOV
I was staying so calm and trying not to laugh as Harry got the bags ready and it to the waiting car. We had to drop Livy off with Karlie and Josh on our way, since they were in the same city and more than willing to babysit her. Plus she had a good relationship with them and didn't scream and kick like she did if we left her with a babysitter or people she doesn't know as well.
"OK baby, let's go! You're going to go play with Karlie and Josh, then next time you see mummy and daddy you will be a big sister!" I explained to Livy, putting her little bag on her back and leading her to the elevator, stopping part way as a contraction hit making me wince and bite my lip so as to not scare Livy.

"You alright there?"Brad, my security guy, asked as he helped us into the car.

"Um, yeah.... I'll be fine." I say with as much of a smile as I can muster."Can you ask Harry to bring a towel and small water bottle please?"

"Already got them, babe." Harry says, grinning as he walks up behind Brad and puts everything in the car, handing me my stress ball, water and towel.

The car quickly reaches Karlie's, since it's only 3am, and she meets us outside to take Livy.

"Good luck Swifty! We'll see you soon!" Karlie says as they go into the building, Livy happily leaving us in the car.

/////-----/////------/AT THE HOSPITAL/----////-----////

HARRYPOV

I had called in advance to warn the hospital we were arriving, meaning they had security at the back door of the maternity wing to let us in without paparazzi and fans seeing. We had pre-booked a private room, bu

We got settled in the room, or really it was just getting Taylor settled....which was difficult as she wasn't comfy on the bed or chair and just wanted to walk even when they came to check her.

"So this is your second delivery right?" The nurse asked as she got our details. Taylor nodded but didn't speak, with her gave contorted as she squeezed my hand tightly.

"And the last labour lasted how long?"

"Um, total was 15 hours." Taylor replied. I realized that meant we might be here for a long while still and Taylor was already getting tired.

The nurse then checked Taylor. "Well, good news is that you are at 7cms already so it shouldn't be too much longer! You've probably been in labour for a while without knowing it." She told us

"Oh thank goodness! Not too long!" Taylor said, obviously very anxious to see the baby and to no longer be in such pain. "Did you call my parents?"

"Yes I did, while you were changing earlier. Since the jet was on standby they will be leaving Nashville soon so could be here before baby!" I replies, relieved that I had remembered to call them in my panicked state earlier.

-----3 hours later-------

TAYLORPOV

4 hours total in hospital and we were once again parents. Harry had been my rock throughout, making sure I had everything I could possibly want, singing to me when I had contractions and finally holding me hands as I pushed. It made me sad that I hadn’t had him last time, bit I didn’t have much time to dwell on the past while trying to give birth! 
The joy I felt when I got to hold my baby for the first time completely made up for the strains of the pregnancy and pain of delivery.
We had a son, so now we had one of each! He was beautiful even covered in gloop. He has fluffy tufts of chocolate brown hair like his dad, but the most brilliant blue eyes that matched me.

Harry was absolutely in live with him, wandering around the room talking to him and asking him questions, not caring about not getting a response.

My parents had decided to go to the apartment until we told them to come, in order to not be in our way, which was great as me and Harry got to spend some quality time with our son before visitors arrived.

I was absolutely exhausted by the whole day, so as soon as I had given him his first feed, I fell asleep.

HARRYPOV

I have a son. Like a living breathing little boy who will hopefully look up to me.  He is gorgeous, and so small! He was 8 pounds and a few ounces and very long....so actually a pretty big newborn. I just watched in awe as Taylor fed him and burped him. I needed to learn how to do that better now that I actually will have to do it on a semi regular basis.

As soon as Taylor fell asleep I called her parents and Karlie to let them know and invite them to visit soon. 
First to arrive were Andrea and Scott. They knocked quietly and I let them in without waking Tay. They were besotted with their new grandson.

"So what's his name, son?" Scott asked me

We hadn't actually decided on this, since we didn't know if it was going to be a boy or girl, and wanted Livy to have input too.

"Um, to be confirmed....but by the end of the day you'll know!" I said grinning and snapping a picture of Andrea cradling our son.

About an hour later, just after Andrea and Scott had gone to get some breakfast and coffee, Karlie, Josh, and a very excited Livy arrived.

"Daddddy! I'm a big sissy now?" Livy asked as she bounced into my, luckily, empty arms.

"You sure are little bear! Do you want to meet your baby brother?" I asked her, making her squeal waking both Taylor and the baby.

"Hey Livy-boo!" Taylor said as I placed Livy on the bed. Karlie had picked up our whimpering baby and was rocking him gently.

"Hi mommy! I had waffles!" Lucy announced

"Wow! That sounds good! Do you want to meet your brother?" Taylor asked her, earning a vigorous nod.

Karlie placed the little guy in Taylor's arms saying "Well done mama! Another beauty in the family!"

"Thanks Karls! Livy you can stroke his cheek if you want. Like you stroke Meredith. Or you can hold his hand." Taylor explained.

Livy held his hand and he gripped her tiny fingers in his, making her smile and giggle.

"Rweallly?!?" Libby said, her eyes going wide.

"Yup, really!" I replied, laughing at her excitement.

We told her all the names we had narrowed it down to and she eventually chose a name.

TAYLORPOV

When my parents returned, although I didn't know they'd been here earlier since I had been asleep, they asked us if we had a name yet.

"Well Livy's going to tell you all..... Go for it Liv, tell everyone his name!" I told them.

"MY baby is called Lucas!!" She said proudly.

"Lucas Edward Scott Styles" I clarified. I had admitted to Harry a few months after we got back together that Livy's last name was legally Styles, which had made him very happy. Soon we'd all be Styles, once I actually got a wedding planned that is.

 I saw my dad tear up about the fact we had included his name, and everyone else just smiled at him.

“Welcome to this crazy world Lucas!” My mom said, stroking his tiny hand gently as he lay in his bassinet sound asleep.