Blurry.
Everything was blurry as I walked down the hallway to meet my daughter.
I didn't know something like this could ever happen.
I didn't want something like this to ever happen.
My dad and sister died from me not being normal. I can't have the same thing happen to my daughter.
My daughter....
I don't know if I'll ever get use to that.
"Are you ready?" Dr. King asked as she grabbed onto a door handle.
"Ready as I'll ever be."
She then opened the door for me.
I looked around and didn't see anything but green and purple curtains and an uncomfortable hospital chair.
"Where is she?" I asked.
"Just sit down. I'll go get her."
I sat down like she asked and waited.
A few minutes later, she came in with a white bundle in her arms.
I held my breath and then Dr. King placed her in my arms. I didn't look down though, I just looked at King as I felt my daughter moving.
"You can look at her Harry." Dr. King spoke.
"I don't want to." I whispered.
"Harry." Dr. King sighed. "Look. She's yours. If Louis doesn't make it... she's all you have. Plus, you're all she has."
I took a deep breath and looked down.
The minute I saw her closed eyes, her squishy face, and her gaped open mouth... I couldn't help but smile... and that's when I heard a camera snap. I didn't look up from her face though... I just started to cry.
She's so beautiful.
"Does she have a name?" I asked through my cries.
"No... but before Louis gave in, he said the name Claire."
"Claire." I repeated. "I love it. Does she have a middle name?"
"I don't think so. Louis never got a chance to say."
"I guess I can think on it. I want to wait for Louis' opinion."
"You don't know-"
"I can hope." I interrupted finally looking up from the baby.
Dr. King nodded.
I sighed and looked back to my daughter.
Just then a picture was placed beside me.
"It's the first time you saw her."
I looked over at the picture and started crying more.
It's really happening.
"I'll leave you two alone." Dr. King spoke and then left the room.
I nodded and continued to look at my daughter and then I heard the door close.
"How can you be so beautiful?" I asked watching as she squirmed around. "Claire..." I spoke and tossed around ideas. "I do love your name." I spoke to her. "I've always liked Elizabeth... maybe that can be your middle name? Do you like that?"
I didn't get anything from her.
"Well, I don't know if your daddy would want that. I don't want to upset him." I said and then leaned down to kiss her forehead.
I sighed.
"I'm going to warn you now Claire-" I began to speak. "I'm probably not going to be the best dad. I just want you to know that. I have a lot of problems. A lot of different personalities. I don't know how you'll handle them. I don't know how I'll handle them when I'm around you. But just know I'm going to try my hardest. I'm going to try and control myself. I don't want to be a screw up."
She didn't say anything... obviously. So I just held her close to me and closed my eyes.
Seconds later Dr. King came in.
"What is it?" I asked looking up.
"It's Louis."
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Fanfiction(Larry) (Completed) (Undergoing Editing) Third book of the M.P.D series (Can't read this without reading the first two books. It will NOT make sense other wise.) S.R.S= Stress Response Syndrome other known as "Situational" Depression Louis just f...