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Labor Part2
June 19th, 2014 9:08pm
(Taylor's POV)
"I don't care! I am not having this baby until Harry gets here!" I yelled to the doctor as nurses gathered into the room.
"Ms. Keith. You can wait if you want to, but it's not your decision nor ours. That baby will come out on its own time." My eyes squeeze shut as I feel another contraction. I squeeze Anne's and Christina's hands once again, making them groan loudly.
"No. This baby, will come out when Harry gets here. Not before." The doctor rolled his eyes and sighed. I yelled once again in pain. Anne patted my forehead with a wet cloth.
"Just a few more centimeters to be dilated and you'll be ready to go into labor." He said pressing a button on the machine.
"No. Until. Harry. Gets here." I said between my teeth getting frustrated.
"Whatever you say Ms. Keith..."
"Mrs. Styles." I corrected him.
(Harry's POV)
My legs tapped the floor nervously as I stared out the window of the plane, trying to ease my nervousness. But nothing seemed to get my mind off of this.
I forcefully got up from my seat and walked quickly to the front of the plane, watching as the pilot drove.
"How much longer?" I said kneeling between the co pilot and pilot. Both of them jumped as they looked over at me.
"Mr. Styles, you cannot be in here. So please leave." The pilot said, switching a switch up.
"How much longer?" I said more demanding. The co pilot sucked his teeth as he looked at the pilot then me.
"About two more hours Mr. Styles." I sighed deeply as the sick feeling in my stomach gets worse just by the second. I exit the room and sit back in my original seat I was sitting in just thinking about what Taylor was doing right now.
(Taylor's POV)
"Ima beat his ass when he gets here!" I yell loudly. Christina gestured for me to keep my voice down by I ignored it.
"Where is he Anne?" I whined.
"He said he was on his way when I spoke to him Taylor."
"And how long ago was that?"
"About three, four hours ago.." I groaned. I laid my head back onto the pillows, breathing heavily.
"If he doesn't get here. Ima kill him."
~ June 20th, 2014 1:14am
"Ms. Kei-"
"Ms. Styles." The doctor rolled his eyes before continuing what he has to say.
"Ms. Styles.. Right now, your dilated enough. And at any giving moment you are going to be forced, by that baby.. To give birth." A tear rolled down my cheek as I laid back, giving up on the hope that Harry was really going to make it.
"I just want Harry.." I voice cracked as I cried at. Christina tired rubbing my shoulder but I immediately shooed her away.
"I want Harry!" I cried out again. Anne bent down next to my head, laying the cold towel on my forehead once again.
"Taylor... Tay." She drifted off.
"You just need to get this over with. It's been hours Taylor. It'll be a miracle if he shows up before the baby's born. So please Taylor, stop causing yourself all this pain and just get it over with." She soothed me. I pursed my lips, letting several tears flow down my cheeks at once.
I just had to stop hoping, because in reality. He wasn't coming.
I nodded my head slowly to the doctor, letting him know that it was alright. He sighed in relief before walking up to me.
"I need nurses." He called out, putting the blue gloves on. I took a deep breath before taking hold of Christina's and Anne's hands once again. I shut my eyes tightly, tensing my body.
"Okay.. On the count of three, I'm going to need you to push as hard as you can." He said. I took a deep breath as he counted.
"Two...... Th-." My eyes suddenly open as I hear a very familiar voice. Relief flows through my body as I see the curly haired boy I've been waiting for argue with the nurses standing at the door.
"It's okay... That's my fiancé." I said. Harry looked over at me and smiled before pushing passed them and over to me. He leaned down and kissed my lips as he held my hand tightly.
"I told you I was going to be here." He said laying his head next to mine. I kissed his lips once more, with joy.
"Okay. Now since that Mr. Styles is here, there will not be a problem with you giving birth anymore will there?" The doctor asked. I looked up at Harry and smiled.
"Nope." I said popping the 'p'.
"I love you Taylor." He mouthed to me.
"I love you too."
(Harry's POV)
The room was silent except for everyone gushing over the baby. I watched Taylor intensively as she smiled, looking down at the baby. She held out her finger and he grabbed it making my body warm.
"Harry..." She drifted off. I walked closer to her, standing by her side, looking down at my son. My beautiful son.
"Do you wanna hold him?" She asked looking up at me. I rapidly shook my head no making her smile even brighter.
"And why not?"
"Because, he looks so comfortable. And he's so small, I feel I'm going to break him." Taylor giggled quietly before holding him up to me, gently. I looked cautiously back an fourth from her and the baby before holding my arms out.
Taylor placed him in my arms, making my body tense up quickly.
"Hold his head." She said directing me. I did as I was told, looking down at him sleep so peacefully. As I did that, his head fit into my chest so perfectly.
"I have a son." I said, feeling my eyes tear up. I held my finger out and he wrapped his small hand around it making me smile.
"I have a son."
Name: Aden Edward Styles
Date Of Birth: June 20th, 2014
Time Of Birth: 1:54pm
Weight: 7.4 lbs
Mother: Taylor Joy Keith
Father: Harry Edward Styles
(Taylor's POV)
"I don't care! I am not having this baby until Harry gets here!" I yelled to the doctor as nurses gathered into the room.
"Ms. Keith. You can wait if you want to, but it's not your decision nor ours. That baby will come out on its own time." My eyes squeeze shut as I feel another contraction. I squeeze Anne's and Christina's hands once again, making them groan loudly.
"No. This baby, will come out when Harry gets here. Not before." The doctor rolled his eyes and sighed. I yelled once again in pain. Anne patted my forehead with a wet cloth.
"Just a few more centimeters to be dilated and you'll be ready to go into labor." He said pressing a button on the machine.
"No. Until. Harry. Gets here." I said between my teeth getting frustrated.
"Whatever you say Ms. Keith..."
"Mrs. Styles." I corrected him.
(Harry's POV)
My legs tapped the floor nervously as I stared out the window of the plane, trying to ease my nervousness. But nothing seemed to get my mind off of this.
I forcefully got up from my seat and walked quickly to the front of the plane, watching as the pilot drove.
"How much longer?" I said kneeling between the co pilot and pilot. Both of them jumped as they looked over at me.
"Mr. Styles, you cannot be in here. So please leave." The pilot said, switching a switch up.
"How much longer?" I said more demanding. The co pilot sucked his teeth as he looked at the pilot then me.
"About two more hours Mr. Styles." I sighed deeply as the sick feeling in my stomach gets worse just by the second. I exit the room and sit back in my original seat I was sitting in just thinking about what Taylor was doing right now.
(Taylor's POV)
"Ima beat his ass when he gets here!" I yell loudly. Christina gestured for me to keep my voice down by I ignored it.
"Where is he Anne?" I whined.
"He said he was on his way when I spoke to him Taylor."
"And how long ago was that?"
"About three, four hours ago.." I groaned. I laid my head back onto the pillows, breathing heavily.
"If he doesn't get here. Ima kill him."
~ June 20th, 2014 1:14am
"Ms. Kei-"
"Ms. Styles." The doctor rolled his eyes before continuing what he has to say.
"Ms. Styles.. Right now, your dilated enough. And at any giving moment you are going to be forced, by that baby.. To give birth." A tear rolled down my cheek as I laid back, giving up on the hope that Harry was really going to make it.
"I just want Harry.." I voice cracked as I cried at. Christina tired rubbing my shoulder but I immediately shooed her away.
"I want Harry!" I cried out again. Anne bent down next to my head, laying the cold towel on my forehead once again.
"Taylor... Tay." She drifted off.
"You just need to get this over with. It's been hours Taylor. It'll be a miracle if he shows up before the baby's born. So please Taylor, stop causing yourself all this pain and just get it over with." She soothed me. I pursed my lips, letting several tears flow down my cheeks at once.
I just had to stop hoping, because in reality. He wasn't coming.
I nodded my head slowly to the doctor, letting him know that it was alright. He sighed in relief before walking up to me.
"I need nurses." He called out, putting the blue gloves on. I took a deep breath before taking hold of Christina's and Anne's hands once again. I shut my eyes tightly, tensing my body.
"Okay.. On the count of three, I'm going to need you to push as hard as you can." He said. I took a deep breath as he counted.
"Two...... Th-." My eyes suddenly open as I hear a very familiar voice. Relief flows through my body as I see the curly haired boy I've been waiting for argue with the nurses standing at the door.
"It's okay... That's my fiancé." I said. Harry looked over at me and smiled before pushing passed them and over to me. He leaned down and kissed my lips as he held my hand tightly.
"I told you I was going to be here." He said laying his head next to mine. I kissed his lips once more, with joy.
"Okay. Now since that Mr. Styles is here, there will not be a problem with you giving birth anymore will there?" The doctor asked. I looked up at Harry and smiled.
"Nope." I said popping the 'p'.
"I love you Taylor." He mouthed to me.
"I love you too."
(Harry's POV)
The room was silent except for everyone gushing over the baby. I watched Taylor intensively as she smiled, looking down at the baby. She held out her finger and he grabbed it making my body warm.
"Harry..." She drifted off. I walked closer to her, standing by her side, looking down at my son. My beautiful son.
"Do you wanna hold him?" She asked looking up at me. I rapidly shook my head no making her smile even brighter.
"And why not?"
"Because, he looks so comfortable. And he's so small, I feel I'm going to break him." Taylor giggled quietly before holding him up to me, gently. I looked cautiously back an fourth from her and the baby before holding my arms out.
Taylor placed him in my arms, making my body tense up quickly.
"Hold his head." She said directing me. I did as I was told, looking down at him sleep so peacefully. As I did that, his head fit into my chest so perfectly.
"I have a son." I said, feeling my eyes tear up. I held my finger out and he wrapped his small hand around it making me smile.
"I have a son."
Name: Aden Edward Styles
Date Of Birth: June 20th, 2014
Time Of Birth: 1:54pm
Weight: 7.4 lbs
Mother: Taylor Joy Keith
Father: Harry Edward Styles
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