awsten knight imagines

labor.

word count: 1245
tw: slight angst, language

"where is he?!" i groaned, gripping the sides of my hospital bed. my contractions were growing closer by the minute and i knew this baby was coming out soon.

"awsten's on his way, i promise sweetie. but, he's coming from austin so he's going to be a few hours." my mom assured me, her face apologetic. of course the baby had to come two weeks early while awsten was playing his last show.

"hours?!" i cried. the idea of awsten missing the birth of our baby stressed me out entirely. i needed him. "he can't miss the birth of our daughter. i need him here, mommy, make someone take a plane to pick him up faster."

"i don't think that's possible, sweetheart." my mom chuckled. "don't worry, he won't miss the birth. even if we head in before he gets here, you're usually pushing for hours."

"hours?! mom!" i groaned at the thought of pushing a human out of me for hours. when awsten and i sat down and agreed to try for a baby, i didn't think about that. or the chance that the baby might come when he's touring (even though he was only playing his last show a few hours away). but here we were!

"he's going to be here, y/n. i'm sure right now he's driving over the speed limit just to get here. awsten loves you and this baby, i know he'll do whatever he needs to to get here."

just then the doctor entered the room with a smile on her face.

"how are you doing there, momma?" she asked me. i sighed.

"i'm stressed because my husband isn't here. he's on his way from all the way in fucking austin." i told her.

"well, i'm sure he'll make it. delivery usually takes a few hours anyways. let's see how dilated you are, how does that sound?" she replied. i nodded and she knelt in between my knees, lifting the blanket i kept on my legs.

"well, i'll be. you're almost completely dilated. looks like we can send you into the delivery room."

"no! i'm not going in without awsten. he's not missing the birth of our baby."

"y/n, you have to go in. if you wait until awsten gets here, you'll end up with the baby halfway out of you in the wrong place." my mom told me.

"i'm sure your husband will make it. but we have to go in, honey." the doctor said. i sighed.

"okay...this baby better stay inside me until he gets here." i decided.

they then transferred me into a different room in the floor above. it wasn't much different there was just different equipment and a couple other doctors waiting for me. i got into the new bed and spread my legs while my mom took her spot next to me.

"alright, let's see what we got going on here." the doctor from before said. she knelt by my knees and took a look. immediately then, i got one of the worst contractions i had ever experienced.

"oh my fuck- JESUS CHRIST!" i cried. my doctor looked up at me and smiled.

"it's time to start pushing." she said.

the pain i experienced from the very second i started pushing was like nothing imaginable. i immediately gripped my mother's hand as i felt the baby move inside of me as she tried to make her way out.

i threw my head back and screamed at the pain. i felt dizzy and if i had been given the chance to experience this pain before i chose to have a baby, i may have just decided on adoption.

"we're off to a great start, y/n! just give your biggest pushes and we'll have this baby out in no time." my doctor encouraged me. i groaned.

"no, she has to wait! awsten needs to get here, he can't miss this." i complained.

"just keep pushing, y/n!" she said.

about an hour of pushing passed and i wanted to give up. i was tired, in pain, drenched in tears and i just wanted awsten by my side.

"i don't want to do this anymore! i want my husband! i want my awsten!!" i full on sobbed. my mom just smoothed my hair and kissed my forehead.

"he'll be here sweetie, he will. just keep going, it'll be worth it. i promise it will be." she assured me.

about 20 minutes passed and i was fully set on giving up when my phone started ringing. my mom grabbed it out of my bag and her face lit up.

"awsten is facetiming!" she announced. she accepted the call and pointed the camera at me. i saw my reflection and almost gagged. my face was hot and sweaty and my hair was stuck to it. i was sure awsten thought i was quite the sight.

"ace!" he greeted me with my familiar nickname. it was what he started calling me when we started dating years ago. it was a reference to the ace of cards, the most important card in the deck. "i'm almost there, i should be there in 15 minutes."

"awsten are you in a fucking helicopter?!" i exclaimed. i could hear the sounds of the wings flying and i could clearly see him strapped in.

"yeah, i'm in a police helicopter! i got pulled over for speeding and i explained to the police officer that i was driving to be there for the birth of the baby in houston and he offered to fly me there!"

"what the hell?! that's insane! i need you to get here soon though because i'm already pushing this baby out of me."

"i know, babe, i'll be there before you know it, i promise."

"please hur- FUCK!!"

"i'll be there, i'm almost there. i love you so much, just wait for me."

immediately after, the signal cut out and the facetime hung up. i sighed in relief that he'd be there soon. i gripped my mom's hand and pushed again.

surely enough, less than 15 minutes later, my green haired husband burst through the room. i started crying at the sight of him being there and he took my mothers place, holding my hand.

"you're here!" i cried. "you're actually here!"

"of course i'm here, i wouldn't miss this for the world!" he told me, kissing my forehead. i gripped his hand as i pushed again and let out another cry.

"you're doing great, y/n! just a few more big pushes." my doctor told me.

"you got this, ace! i believe in you!" awsten encouraged me. "you're like a solider! your war is birth!"

"awsten, i love you and i'm glad you're here but please shut up and let me concentrate!" i yell-laughed.

"sir, yes sir! or shall i say, ma'am yes ma'am!" he replied.

with just a few more pushes and me screaming at awsten to be quiet, she was finally here.

"it's a healthy baby girl!" my doctor announced. she placed her on my chest as the other doctors helped clean her off. both awsten and i marveled at the sight of our daughter.

"she's beautiful." i whispered.

"just like her mother." awsten replied, kissing my cheek.

delilah (lily) rose knight.

a/n: hehe this is supposed to take place before the second imagine in this book called 'pretty fuckin princess' :) hope you enjoyed :)))