Louis: You woke up in extreme pain and reached for Louis side of the bed. You were distraught as your hand fell to the empty mattress. “LOUIS,” you screamed louder than you knew possible with how much pain you were in. You tried to get up but fell back to the mattress fearful you might fall over in pain without help. After screaming for him a few more times you realized he had yet to make it home. You called his phone hoping he was close, but you got the voice mail. You knew a cab was your best bet and were lucky to have a service on speed dial. As you instructed, the kind cab driver came to the front door to help you out and even helped you make your way into the hospital. The nurse was fine company do to the circumstances. She continued to ask where the father was and reminded you to call him every 5 minutes. The doctor came in to the room to check how dilated you were again. “We’re going to have to start pushing,” the doctor instructed. “No we have to wait, Louis will come he will be here,” you pleaded. “I’m sorry but we have waited as long as we can, if you don’t start pushing now we could run into complications,” he continued to get ready and the nurse stood next to him ready to assist. You scanned the room for any free familiar face or object, but were on your own. The only humans were busy delivering your baby, so you grabbed on tightly to the arm rest next to you hoping if you closed your eyes hard enough you could pretend it was Louis hand. “I’m ready,” you hesitantly breathed out.
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When I got to the room the nurse was helping her learn how to breastfeed so I just pulled up a seat in the corner trying not to be too much of a bother. (Y/n) looked so pretty, exhausted, but beautiful. The baby already had a full head of hair and appeared to be pretty calm. The nurse was impressed with how quickly, “she” latched on. We had a baby girl! “Thank you,” (y/n) said as the nurse finished up the lesson and left the room. Then her eyes landed on me. “Where were you,” she tried to stay calm so we would not disturb the baby. “I fell asleep during the game,” I admitted ashamed. “I called you 53 times, literally. Where was your phone?” She was clearly heated and had every right to be. “It was on vibrate, on the table. Neither of us had gotten any sleep with our pregnant wives and were out cold,” I tried to justify what I had done, but realized it sounded worse than before. “I was 3 day’s early not a month, your phone should have been on full volume,” I wasn’t upset at her reaction because this was the emotional strong headed woman I loved. “You’re right,” I fed her ego. “What,” she was shocked since it was something I never said. “You are right,” I said it very clearly. “Well…” she was dumfounded, since it was too easy. “…are you going to get over here or not,” she huffed refusing to stop being angry. She adjusted so I could see her face. “She’s beautiful and looks just like her mama,” I stooped down to kiss her head. “You should have seen her when she was fresh. She was all blue and covered with my insides and stuff,” she joked. “I don’t have any bigger regret,” I was finally being honest and let the tears I had been fighting fall. “Louis,” she reached out for my hand and pulled me to sit next to her. “This is not the most important thing in the world. Compared to how much you are going to love, teach and help her, this is a drop in the bucket. Don’t beat yourself up, hell I’m even willing to bet she won’t remember this happened. Now meet her properly, so we can name the little bugger,” she sat up so she could hand her over to me. The second I held that healthy little bundle in my arms, everything seemed okay.
