One Direction Preferences (tumblr) // 01

Preference 24- You go into Labor

"Good job my princess. Now get some rest." You quickly fell asleep and when you woke up later, Niall still had Aiden in his arms. All of that pain really was worth it, just to see that look on your husband's face as he held your son.

Zayn:

Three in the morning. It was three o'clock in the morning, and you still hadn't been to sleep. You were lying on your back, and you couldn't see over your 9 month pregnant belly. Ouch. What was that? You just felt a sharp pain in your stomach.

Please, you thought. Please don't let me go into labor.

As if on cue, your water broke and you threw your pillow at a sleeping Zayn, to wake him up.

"Babe? Is it time?" Ouch. Another contraction. You bent over and leaned against the dresser as you let the pain pass.

"No, Zayn. I'm practicing for when I do go into labor!" He looked down and mumbled a sorry as he quickly got dressed and grabbed your suitcases. The pain subsided as you rode in the car.

That was what had helped throughout you whole pregnancy. If you couldn't sleep, or if the baby wouldn't stop kicking, you would have Zayn drive you around until you fell asleep.

When you got to the hospital, you were immediately put into a private room. The doctor came in and said that you were already far enough along to push. Maybe that's why you couldn't sleep... You had been in labor and just didn't feel the contractions right away.

"Okay, c'mon baby girl. You got this." Zayn was encouraging you through the whole thing.

You gripped his hand the whole time, and he continuously kissed your forehead. You knew it was over when you heard your little girl cry. When you saw her, you couldn't believe how beautiful she was. Zayn had a tear in his eye as his little girl gripped his finger and opened her eyes for about 5 seconds to look at him.

"Stella Brooke Malik, you are the prettiest girl in the whole world. You take after your mother." You smiled, and then he kissed you. She really was a pretty girl, with a headful of dark black hair, and tan skin. She looked just like her daddy.

Louis:

You were nine months pregnant, and Louis wanted you to go to the movies with him. You really just wanted to stay at home and rest, considering you were due any day now. But you were a good wife, so you let him take you to see the new Katy Perry movie.

You weren't her biggest fan, but that was okay. Maybe you could get in a nap without Louis knowing. When the movie started, you realized there was no way you were going to nap. Every ten minutes, a song would blare from the speakers. About an hour into the movie, you began to get uncomfortable.

"Ugh!" you said too loud. A few people turned and looked. Louis looked at you and said with the most serious tone ever,

"If you didn't want to see the move, you could have just told me. No need to make rude noises." You hit him and then grabbed your stomach.

"Babe? You okay?".

"Lou? I swear I keep having contractions, and oh my god­ My water just broke." Being the strong man he is, he picked you up bridal style and carried you to the car. The normally 15 minute long ride, felt like forever. You had your eyes closed the whole time, trying to deal with the pain. Every few minutes, you'd mumble "ow" and grip your husband's hand.

When you finally made it to the hospital, you couldn't have been more relieved. Once inside, you were given something to take away the pain. You were able to sleep through most of the time you were in labor.

If only the pushing part was as easy as the sleeping part was. After you heard a sweet little whimper and then a scream, you knew your baby boy was here. When you looked at Louis, he was wiping away a tear. He kissed your cheek and then looked at the angel in your arms.

"Grayson Carter Tomlinson, I'm so glad you're here... We don't need mommy in anymore pain." Gosh, was he right. You couldn't wait to get back to your home, with you latest addition.

Harry:

Hurry up and finish, you thought to yourself. You were backstage at one of your husband's concerts, and you were getting concerned.

You had 4 year old Darcy with you and you knew you had to be with her. You couldn't go into labor now. This was the final show for the current One Direction tour, and you didn't want to ruin it. It was also your daughter's first time seeing her daddy perform. Ow. Okay that was it.

You were in labor, and you knew it. You went and found Paul and told him he needed to get Harry off of the stage. When Harry came around the corner, you were leaning against the wall, with your eyes closed.

"C'mon, Y/N. Let's get you to the hospital. Thank goodness Eleanor was at the show that night, so Darcy stayed with her. In the car, the pain was getting more and more intense.

"Harry, I need you to drive faster." He chuckled and said,

"Babe, I'm going 80. I can't get us pulled over. You clenched the door handle in the car, and you couldn't have been more relieved when you pulled up to the hospital. When you got inside, you found out that you weren't ready to push, but you were far enough along that you couldn't have the pain medication.

"I can't believe I let you do this to me again, Styles!!" Harry kissed your cheek, but you pushed him away.

"I'm divorcing you as soon as I have this baby."

"Babe, you said that with Darcy, and look! I'm still here." You glared at him, and he figured it would be best if he just stayed quiet and held your hand.

About two hours later, you were lying in the hospital bed, with your new baby girl in your arms. Suddenly you heard a tiny knock on the door, and you saw Louis and Eleanor come in with Darcy.

"Come here, sweetie. Come meet your new sister." You saw her little green eyes light up. You guys didn't find out what you were having, but she wanted a sister and now she had one.

"What did you name her mommy?" Harry answered for you.

"Addyson Claire Styles." You couldn't wait to get home and enjoy life with a new little one in you life.

AN: so the first time I read this I cried. Lol.

Today's song: troublemaker by Olly Murrs.

-lilmisscupcake