His POV
Ashton: This is it! No one's waiting outside so everything must be okay. I knew my (Y/N) parents would be there and mine would be so, I took a deep breath and slowly opened the door. The chatter died down as they heard the door open but as soon as they saw it was me, they all started to smile brightly, especially (Y/N). "Hi" was all I could say at that moment in time because my mind was just on the baby in (Y/N) arms. I walked over to her and stood by the side of my bed. "Hey Ashton, meet your daughter. You want to hold her?" She asked while looking down at the small body in her arms. I nodded as she passed her to me. Looks like I didn't have a choice so it's a good job I wanted to hold her. She definitely was going to be a beautiful girl if she looked anything like her mum. She's so small and delicate. I can't believe she's mine.
Luke: "Mr. Hemmings, you want to hold your son?" the nurse asked as she came out of a room. She was holding our newly born child and was walking towards me. I did feel slightly guilty as I knew (Y/N) would want to hold him first but I couldn't help but want to hold him now. "Yes please!" Soon enough he was placed in my arms. I sat down in the chair next to (Y/N)'s bed so there would be no chance of me dropping him. He had a nose like mine and a chin like his mum. When he's older he is defiantly going to break some hearts. I can't help but think my life is perfect right now. I have everything I have ever wanted and I hope nothing changes that. And if it does change well people will see a side of me no one has seen before.
Michael: "Wait. You're not big anymore?!" I probably shouldn't have said it like that but (Y/N) knows what I mean. While laughing she said "No, I'm not. Come with me" She grabbed my hand and led me up the stairs. My heart started beating faster the closer we got to the room we had turned into a nursery. I walked through the door and right in front of me was our baby. (Y/N) went over to his cot, picked him up and then turned to me with warming smile on her face. She passed him to me and I couldn't help but feel really nervous. He was so small and fragile. I didn't want to hurt him. After a few minutes of holding him, his eyes started to open. He had beautiful eyes. Just like his mum.
Calum: "You did an amazing job baby. You really did. I'm so proud of you." I said and then kissed (Y/N) on the forehead. She looked as though she was going to fall asleep any minute but when she saw our daughter come out of another room in the nurses arms. She perked up. "Here you are Mr and Mrs Hood. Who wants to hold her first?" The nurse asked while looking at us. I was about to say (Y/N) when she said "Let Calum, I'm really tired and I don't want to hurt her" I was a bit shocked and nervous but also really excited. The nurse handed her to me and then walked straight back out of the room. I was stood in that spot for ages just looking at her. She was just so cute and I still couldn't believe she was my daughter.
