Lawrence pov
It's been a few months with Niall and he's now 3 months old, he's so cute! He has one brown eye and one green which is so cool, his hair is brown and he's a little guy but I think he'll grow tall because I'm tall.
"Babe" I hear, I grab Niall out of his cot and walk to camila
"Yeh?" I ask, I see a lady here
"Who's she?" I ask, camila walks over and takes Niall making me frown
"She's a therapist...go talk to her in the living room" she said, I frown and reach for Niall but she shook her head and motions for me to go talk to the lady, I really didn't want to I'm fine I mean yeah I see my dead dad and talk to him, but only when I need him.
I sit down and the lady sits in front of me
"I'm Beth" she said, I nod
"So, why am I here Lawrence?" She asked, i sigh
"Because I see and speak to my dead dad, but only when I need him!" I say, she nods writing things down.
"When would he show?" She asked
"When I need him" I say, she shook her head
"Give an example" she said
"Uh...well when Niall was crying yesterday he shown and told me how to calm him down" I say, she nods writing it down.
"When did this start?" She asked
"3 months ago" I say, I try to look at her notes but couldn't
"I'm not crazy" I say, she smiles nodding
"I'm not saying you are and I believe you" she said, I smile lightly
"Why did he show?" She asked
"Because I wanted to hear him say I would be a good dad" I say, she nods
"This has happened before, you're not the only one" she said, I nod
"It is happening to you now because you've become a dad, you also miss your dad and want him here to see how you're doing and tell you these things" she said, I nod already knowing all that but didn't say anything.
"So why can't my mom see him? Or my sister or bother or camila?" I ask, she smiles lightly
"Because it's all imaginary, he's not a ghost he's just your imagination" she said, I frown
"Oh" I mumble sadly, I really thought I was seeing my dad again
"There is medicine to stop-"
"No" I cut her off
"I don't want it" I say, she nods
"But if it's just my imagination, how am I learning things? Like how did I learn that my hands were too close when I was doing a press up? He told me that" I say, she nods.
"Because you subconsciously already knew" she said, I frown and nod
"Ok" I mumble, she smiles lightly
"Uh, thanks I think we're done" I say, she nods placing her card on the table
"That's my card, call me if you need" she said, I nod leaving it there and walk her to the door
"Well, how did it go?" Camila asked
"I don't wanna talk about it" I mumble, she frowns
"Why?" She asked, i sigh
"I just don't, pass me Niall" I say, she did and I walk into the living room with him, I watch tv as he leans into me and I place my hands around his stomach.
Soon camila came in watching as well, she leans her head on my shoulder and plays with nialls little hands.
We didn't talk but stayed in silence, that woman really ruined my day. I mean yeh I get that it's her job and stuff, but she literally just told me I made an imaginary friend.
"Babe" Camila said, I nod
"You okay?" She asked
"Yeh" I say, she nods kissing me and I kiss her back
"What did she say?" She asked, i shook my head
"Nothing much, just why it happens and stuff" I say, she nods
"Okay" she said, I nod and go back to watching tv
Camila was cooking as I was taking Niall to bed, he fell asleep on me so I place him down and go to leave but see my dad in the corner.
"Place him on his stomach" he said, I frown
"He's going to be sick, place him on his stomach" he said, I walk back and do I then look again but he was gone.
"Stupid imagination" I mumble, I keep him on his stomach and walk out
We eat
as camila was washing up Niall starts crying
"I'll wash up, you go check on him" I say, she nods and leaves
I was done and see camila walking to the bathroom with Niall, I follow and she smiles lightly running a little bit of water.
"He was sick, lucky you put him on his stomach" she said, I go a little wide eyed and nod
"Yeh..." I mumble, she smiles and I smile back a little
"Can you go wash his blanket and things please?" She asked, I nod and do
"Dad..." I mumble, he was stood by the cot
"How did you know?" I ask
"Because I'm not your imagination" he said, then he was gone I shook my head and grab the things that need washing.
When they where washed and dried I put them back and camila place a sleeping Niall down, I pull her to our bedroom and she smiles.
"The lady said my dad was my imagination but my dad is the one who told me to put Niall on his stomach because he was going to be sick!" I say in one breath really fast.
"What?" Camila asked
"The lady, the therapist, she said that my dad was just my imagination, but when I put Niall to sleep I put him on his back, my dad told me not to because he was going to be sick, he was sick! Camila my dad isn't my imagination, how would I subconsciously know he was going to throw up?" I ask, she puts her hands on my shoulders.
"Sh, just calm down okay...your dad is he was imaginary or not saved our son, okay, you saved our son from chocking on his sick" she said, I nod and she kisses me.
"Let's go to sleep" she said, I nod and we do
*baby cries*
"For god sake" Camila mumbled, I push her back down pecking her lips
"I'll go get him, you did yesterday" I say, she nods
"I love you" she said, I smile kissing her cheek
"I love you too" I say, she falls back to sleep and I go get Niall
"Hey, shhh, you woke Mommy up" I say, I pick him up
"You need to stop crying buddy" I say, I put his head on my shoulder and rub his back softly
"Dad, want to help?" I mumble, but he didn't come
"Dad...how do I make him stop?" I ask after 15 minutes, I sigh as he didn't show
"Let's just go sleep in mommy and daddy's bed" I say to Niall, I grab his teddy and blanket walking to my room.
"God I hope this is a good idea" I whisper, I lay down and wake camila up, she looks at me
"Be careful, Niall is sleeping in here" I say, she nods and I lay him on my chest
"Bad idea" I hear, I look around but don't see my dad
I place Niall in between camila and I
"Better" I hear, I smile lightly and place the blanket over him and his teddy next to him.
"Shhh" I whisper, I put my hand on his stomach and rub it gently, he falls asleep and so do I and he sleeps through the rest of the night.