Austin was on stage when he was pulled to the side and told. That is where he fell to his knees and tears started rushing down his cheeks. You were in a coma, his beautiful girlfriend. You had went into labor and there was complications. You weren't due for another month and a half. He wasn't expecting you to have to be rushed to the hospital. If he had, he wouldn't have agreed to do the pop-up concert. He finally managed to make it to his feet and raced back behind the stage. He then cleaned his face off and grabbed a t-shirt to pull over his head. He shouted to Alan to tell the fans as he grabbed his keys. He made his way to his car and was immediately on his way to the hospital as fast and safely as possible. He pulled into the parking lot and rushed inside.
"I need to know what room (Y/F/N) is in!"
He exclaims as soon as he catches his breath enough to do so.
He was pointed to the icu and he ran to the room. He walked inside and his stomach dropped. There was wires hooked into your skin and a tube that was down your throat. He sat beside the bed and gently took your hand into his own. The doctor came in and he immediatley looked up from your face.
" When will she wake up?"
He immediately asks.
"Sir, we can't know the answer to that for sure. We will have to wait it out and see."
The doctor says.
" What about the baby? Is the baby okay? Please tell me that the baby is okay!"
He exclaims.
"Yes your son is perfectly fine. He is healthy and happy. Would you like to see him?"
He asks.
"Yes. I want to hold him."
He says.
The doctor walks away and he assumed to make his way to the nursery. Austin walked back to chair beside his girlfriend and sat down. He picked her hand back up and tangled his fingers into hers.
"Hey, there baby girl. The doctor went to bring back our baby boy. I bet that is he going to be perfect. I hope that he looks exactly like you."
He whispers.
The doctor comes back and in his arms is a little bundle of blue. He walks over and Austin takes his hand away from yours. The doctor carefully hands the small squirming bundle over to Austin.
Tears filled Austin's eyes when he looked down at the small boy in his arms. He was perfect. His small but chubby hand reached up and Austin gently placed his hand on his son's. The small child wrapped his hand around his finger and cooed. Austin smiled, a tear falling down his cheeks.
"Hey, there baby boy. You are perfect. Me and your mom are going to raise you to be the best little man in the world. We already love you so much. When your mom wakes up she is never going to let go of you."
The hours old baby cooed and smiled. Austin smiled through his tears. His smile was the exact same as his girlfriend that was laying in the hospital bed that was right beside him. Austin sat there with the baby in his arms as the sun started to set in the sky and blues and pinks filled the room. He had feed and burped the baby. He was now rubbing his back soothingly to help him drift off to sleep. The small child cooed gently before going to sleep. Austin smiled and gently placed the small child back in the bassinet. He stirred a bit and Austin gently rubbed his stomach and he drifted back to sleep. Austin smiles and goes back over to the chair and takes your hand in his.
"Hey there baby girl, our son is perfect. He has your eyes and smile. He is so amazing. You did amazing. I wish that you could see him. He hasn't cried since he was brought in here with me. It's like he knows that his mom is here and that everything is going to be okay. Baby girl, you have to wake up. I can't do this on my own. I can't raise our baby on my own. I dont know what to do. I just can't live if you aren't by my side."
Austin says quietly, resting his head in your lap.
*A.N. There is going to be more parts to this in the future maybe even a book. Who knows. It just depends on where the imagine goes from here.*