"Now, stop at the red light!" Tony yelled at Tania. She insisted she was driving us home. But letting her drive was a very bad idea. My eyes grew wide and my heart sped up as the car jerked back in forth from her driving then stopping very rough.

"Oh my god Tania! Stop!"
"Your going to kill us!"

We screamed. She rolled her eyes and emphasized her sigh loudly. "Get off my dick you guys! I was just playing around! Gosh, your acting like we got into a car accident." She complained.

"Yeah Taylor and Tammy! She's doing fine so let it go." I slapped the back of Tonys head. "Don't say that! She's going to kil- Tania stop!" I screamed, watching Tania almost hit the white van right in front of us. When she stopped short, I got pulled back.

"See... I didn't hit the car. So, calm down." She cheekily smiled, back at me. I glared at her. "Where home!" Tania sang loudly, putting the car in park. I instantly hopped out the car, and thanked god that she didn't kill us in the thirty minute drive. I listened to call the other doors close shut.

"Now, where's my twenty dollars, from all three of you." Tania smirked. I rolled my eyes and pulled twenty dollars out of my back pocket, slapping it into Tania hand. "Zank you." She smiled.

The four of us walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell. "Don't you have keys?" I asked Tania, waiting for someone to open the door. "No.. Mom took them away from me because I wouldn't come home when she told me too." I shook my head.

As the front door opened, I cussed under my breath noticing it was my father. He stood to the side as we all walked into the house. As I stepped into the house, I felt a slight tug on my arm making me roll my eyes. "Yes?" I spat at him. He smiled.

"Can I speak with you outside?" He asked. I pulled my arm from him and looked away. "Maybe some other time, I have things to do." I began to walk away when he took hold of my arm again.

"I'm about to leave and I don't know when I will ever see you again." He said between his teeth. "We'll like I said, I'm busy right now so maybe another time." I replied. He sighed and looked down. I hated to see him hurt even though I despised him so deeply. "Alright then Taylor. Just call me sometime so we can talk." He let me go.

"I love you Taylor." He whispered. I pursed my lips, trying so hard not to give into him. Because every time I did, he would break my heart once again.

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(Authors POV)

It was around the middle of the night. Taylor was up, flipping through all of the channels in the television because she couldn't fall asleep. Even though Harry didn't have a problem with falling asleep. Aden laid in Taylor's arms. Usually he stays in his nursery but tonight? Tonight was different.

He would not stop crying for hours even though both Harry and Taylor tried everything they could think of to satisfy or stop his crying. Nothing had seemed to work. So Aden was sound asleep in Taylor's arms so she was able to check on him since he just had finished crying only a few hours ago.

(Taylor's POV)

Harry was sound asleep right next to me. He was faced toward me and his snores were slightly louder that the television. Once I found a good movie to watch which was, The Princess Dairies, I laid the remote down beside me and got comfortable.

As I laid back onto the pillows, I looked down at Aden to see he was still asleep as was everyone else. I was very tired myself, but couldn't fall asleep. I was too worried about Aden. I reached my hand to him softly too rub his small head, to only find that his forehead was hot. Very hot at that.

I began to panic. It obviously wasn't good for a baby at his age to have a fever. "Babe.." I whispered, tapping Harry's arm forcefully since he was a deep sleeper. His eyes popped open and he his head shot up. "What?" He whined, sucking his teeth.

"I think Aden has a fever." I said nervously. Harry immediately got up from bed with a very frantic look on his face. "Start getting dress, were taking his to the hospital." I couldn't help but agree.

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OUTFITS

My face was in my hands and my foot was shaking rapidly. I was so nervous when they told us to leave the room. My mind was everywhere, I couldn't help but to think of the worst. I pursed my lips, trying to hold back the tears that were threating to fall any second.

"Taylor? Harry..." I heard in the distance. Harry and I looked up in sync to see Anne and Gemma rushing toward us with worried looks on their faces. They were the only ones I could think of to call.

Also, Anne is the one I always run too at times like these. I stood up from the seat to be immediately engulfed in a hug from Anne. She held her arms around me and she whispered things into my ear as she rocked me in her arms as if I was a baby. I couldn't hold the tears back any longer.

"Shhhh, Taylor. It's okay. Don't cry." She whispered into my ear. I parted from her with tears staining my cheeks and watery eyes. I tired hard, to compose myself and stop crying but the feeling in my stomach was indescribable. "Please stop crying Taylor and tell me what wrong." Anne pleaded.

"A- Aden." I tried speaking without crying. But the tears just wouldn't stop. Anne pulled me back into a hug and my head laid on her shoulder. I sobbed loudly. "Shhh Taylor. Everything's going to be alright. Did they tell you what was wrong?"

She whispered, rubbing circles in my back trying to calm me down. I shook my head side to side as I wiped the tears that had already fallen away, off my face. "N- no. T- t- they ju- just t- told us to le- leave." I stuttered. The crying began to simmer down. Anne didn't stop hugging me nor whispering calming things into my ear which helped.

Yes, the love and support from Anne was more than amazing but I was hoping on to be in his Harry's arms instead of Anne's. My head was leaned on Anne's shoulder as my eyes drifted close from time to time while we waited for the doctor to come out and tell us about Aden.

"What's the time." My shaky voice whispered to Anne. She clicked her phone on and the time read, 6:57 am. I sighed. "Six fifty seven sweetheart." She replied. I nodded my head and continued twirling my fingers around, getting very anxious and annoyed from waiting for so long on a update on my son.

Everyone's eyes turned toward the hall when we heard loud footsteps growing closer toward us. Once I noticed it was a man in a lab coat, I stood up waiting for the news. The doctor approached us and held his clipboard under his arm.

"I'm looking for the parents of..." He looked down at the clipboard and flipped through the papers. "Aden Edward Styles?" He asked. Harry came up and stood next to me.

"That's us." I replied, crossing my arms against my chest and biting down on my lip. My nervousness was eating me alive and as a mother, I tired my hardest not to assume the worst but it was very hard.

"We'll, I'm Dr. Demean and I came to discuss Aden's health with you.." My heart felt as if it stopped once he said that.

"Aden was suffering with symptoms from stage three phenomena.." The doctor drifted off. Tears rolled down my cheeks once he said those words. "I- is my baby okay?" I choked. Dr. Demean pursed his lips before nodding his head. I sighed in relief.

"Aden will be fine. It was just we caught it very far into it so it is a very bad case since he was so young. We were debating on giving him treatment but we decided not to because it would be too strong for him to handle so were planning on giving him a spinal tap." I held my hand over my mouth, trying not to cry out loudly. My stomach was in knots because I felt that it was all my fault that my little baby was in this position.

"Now, if you would sign these papers, agreeing for us to processed with the spinal tap Aden will be home and healthy luckily in... One or two days. Three the most." Dr. Demean handed a small stack of papers to me for me to sign.

"Also, if I'm not asking for too much it would be good for the child if one of his parents were able to be in the room while we do the procedure?" He asked. I took a deep breath and sniffed, trying not to think about it. It was too much to think about.

"I- I'm sorry. But I ca- can't. Maybe his father can but t- that's too much for me too handle at the moment." I explained to the doctor without crying again. He nodded his head. "I understand. A lot of mothers chose the father to go in while the procedure is happening. So Mr... Styles? Do you mind?" He asked.

I looked over at Harry when he glanced over at me before looking back at the doctor. "Sure." He bluntly said. "Alright, Ms. Styles please fill out those papers I handed to you and Mr. Styles, follow me." Harry walked off, without saying another word to me.

"Doctor..." I called out. Dr. Demean turned around toward me. "Can you tell me the symptoms of his phenomena please." He nodded his head. "We'll, it's usually percussive sweating, crying, vomiting, fever and coughing." Harry's jaws clenched once the doctor finished explaining it to me.

"Alright, thank you." I closed my eyes, trying to stop the tears as I took my seat. I felt as if I was going to be sick. For one, Aden was in here because of me. His mother. And two, Harry would surely hate me for this.

"It's all my fault." I whispered, letting a tear drop stain the paper. Anne touched my thigh, making me look up toward her. "Do not blame yourself Taylor. Everything happens for a reason okay? Just be thankful that Aden will be alright."

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Me, Gemma and Anne sat out in the waiting room waiting patiently for Harry or the doctor to return so we could find out how Aden was doing. Gemma was sleep deeply on Anne's shoulder while I leaned on her other one, just staring into the dark hospital hallways.

"I've always hated hospitals." I whispered out of nowhere. Anne shifted her body, probably because she didn't know I was still awake. "Me too. Nothing good happens in hospitals." She replied. I pushed my hair back.

"Except giving birth. That's a good thing that happens." Anne nodded her head. "But didn't you ever think.. that in the same place someone is being born, someone is dying?" I wondered.

"I try not to think of that though. When bad things happen such as death, I try to believe that they are being born again. Into a different life, different body. That's what I try to make myself believe when death occurs." She said, before yawning.

"You mean, reincarnation?" I asked. "Yeah, that's the word." We sat there silent. I removed my head off of Anne's shoulder and yawned. "Would you like some coffee? I'm about to get me a cup from the stand over there." I said, getting up from the seat and stretching up my arms up into the air.

"Yes please. And bring about three of the sugar and half & half packets with you. " Anne replied. I walked off away from Anne and too Ema who was sitting down in, watching her feet dangle. "Sweetie, do you need to go potty?" Ema looked up at me with a big, tired eyes and nodded her head. I picked Ema up and held her on my side.

We began to walk toward the bathroom when Ema laid her head down on my shoulder. "You sleepy princess?" I chuckled looking down at her. I watched as she yawned and then with her big, watery eyes looked into mine. "Wittle bit." She replied. I pecked her lips.

"It's going to be okay princess. You can just sleep in my arms until we get back home." I laid her down on her feet and walked her into the bathroom. I tapped her butt as she ran into one of the stalls. Before I left to get the coffee that was right across from the bathroom, I checked the stalls to make sure no one else was in here. Except for Ema.

"Mommy will be right back okay? Wash your hands and flush the toilet when your done honey." Ema stood on her tippy toes to reach for the lock when I walked out of the bathroom. My eyes never left the restroom door as I went to get the coffee. I was still very suspicious on certain things with Ema.

She never did or went anywhere alone. Once I finished making two cups of coffee for me and Anne, I pushed my back up against the bathroom door and walked in to find Emas hand in her mouth. I was confused but also amused.

"Ema, what are you doing?" I laughed, laying the cups on the counter and bending down to Ema. I pulled her hands from her mouth to see pink, slimy, soap all over her lips and hands. I sighed. "Now Ema, tell me how that taste." I chuckled.

She looked up with a thinking look on her face while she smacked her lips together. I let a small laugh escape my lips. Suddenly, she looks down at me with a disgusting look on her face. "Yucky mommy." Ema whined, using the back of her hand to wipe the soap out of her mouth. I shook my head side to side before getting up.

"Of course it does because it's soap princess. Soap isn't to put in your mouth. It's only for your hands. Normal people don't eat soap." I joked with Ema. I held her up into my arms while she washed her hands since she was too short to reach it herself.

"I'm not normal mommy." She looked up at me and grinned widely. I dried get hands off with a paper towel before picking her up into my arms and tickling her while I kissed her sloppily. "I know your not normal Ema. You're special, very very special." I joked.

I planted her back down on her feet and picked the two coffees up from off the counter before walking back to Anne, in the waiting room. In the far distance, I saw Harry in front of Anne speaking to her. Which made me rush back to them quickly. "Thank you." Anne whispered, brining the coffee up to her lips and blew it.

I have her a genuine smile before turning to Harry. "How's Aden?" I asked. Harry turned from me. "Fine." Was all he said. I looked down at Anne, just in case she knew why Harry was so distance from me but all she did was shrug her shoulders and continue drinking her coffee.

"Can I talk to you alone for a moment Harry." I questioned, taking his hand and leading him to a empty hallway. He forcefully pulled his hand away from my grip once we arrived to a quite place.

"And what's wrong with you?" I asked, annoyed at the fact that he was being so rude. He looked away from me. I moved his head so he was looking at me again. "Huh?" I said. "You! Your what's wrong with me!" Harry shouted. I shrunk into the corner from seeing Harry so angry. Especially when it's directed towards me.

"What did I do?"

"Don't do that! You know what you did Taylor! The reason why were in here right now, praying to god our basically new born son is okay is because of you! Because you thought it was best to put a hold on Aden's health!" It broke my heart that Harry felt that way toward me.

The guilt started building back up. "I know that it's my fault but damn Harry, I'm sorry okay!? Can you just get over it!? Aden's okay now so just let the past go!" I yelled, walking away from Harry. I was pulled back when he grabbed my upper arm tightly.

"Not when the reason where in here is because of you! Because you don't know how to be a fucking mother! My son had phenomia because of you!" I was growing very angry now.

"Don't you dare call me a bad fucking mother! You are Aden's father so nothing was stopping you from bringing Aden to the hospital yourself! It doesn't fucking depend on me okay!? Your his parent too!" I yelled. I tried to keep my calm since their were patience resting right across the hall from and I didn't want to disturb them or get them into any of our business.

"Im new at this Taylor and you know that! So I believed you! I believed that you were doing what was best for Aden! But obviously you weren't because our son is laying in a small bed with doctors all around him, making sure he is breathing okay! Because of you Taylor!" A tear escaped my eye while I looked up into Harry's. He didn't care that his words were hurting me because he wouldn't stop.

"Just shut the fuck up Harry!" I screamed! At this point, both Harry and I were going back and forth with each other. Yelling and cursing each other out. His face was red and I was sure mine was too. "Both of you! Shut the hell up!" I heard, making Harry and I both shut our mouths.

Anne approached up with dagger eyes. "Both of you. Sit. Down. Now." She said between her teeth. I had never witnessed Anne so angry before. Me and Harry both took seats right next to each other. I looked down at my hands. I couldn't look Anne into her eyes even though I could feel her staring at me.

"Both of you need to shut the hell up! Aden is in that room and he needs his mom and dad! You two need to grow the hell up and start acting like adults because you guys are not kids anymore even though you sound like it half the time! If anything, it's both of your guys fault! Taylor, you should have brung him when you found out he was coughing and Harry, you should have did what you thought was the right thing to do! I'm disappointed in the both of you and it's really getting on my nerves! You two need to grow the hell up and become parents or the next time you'll see me, it won't be pretty." She spat at both of us. Neither of us said a word.

It was silent until Anne started to speak again. "Now, the both of you go into that room and be there for Aden! And I swear, if I hear another word out of either of you that doesn't sound right....." She stopped herself when she inhaled deeply.

"Go." Anne pointed toward Aden's door. The both of us got up from our seats quickly and walked into Aden's room. Once I saw him laying asleep in the small bed, my heart broke into a million pieces. I turned around to leave the room, but Harry caught me and held me in his arms. I broke down as he held me and kissed my head.

"Shhhh baby, it's okay." He soothed me. I silently cried into his chest while he rubbed small circles into my back. As I held my tears in, I parted from Harry and walked toward Aden. Harry instantly sat down in the seat I was planning to take, right next to Aden's bed.

"Oh.. You wanna sit?" Harry asked, getting up. I sat him back down. "No, thank you." I sniffled. Walking over to Aden's bed, I leaned on it reaching my hand into touch Aden and he held my pinky finger with his small hand. I couldn't help but smile as I looked down at Aden my little angel. Suddenly, I was pulled down onto Harry's lap. I looked back at him with narrowed eyes. He smirked.

"Hello Mr & Mrs. Styles." The doctor greeted us when he walked in. Harry snaked his arms around my waist and I held his hands, making sure he didn't move them anywhere inappropriate. He leaned his head on my back, making me shiver from feeling his curls tickle me.

"So, Aden's doing very good right now." Dr. Demean said, checking the machine that was hooked up to Aden. I nodded my head, and leaned back on Harry feeling his chest move up and down softly. His cold, large hands roamed under my t shirt. I chuckled, slapping his hand away from my bra.

"And if Aden symptoms still do not show by tomorrow, you'll be able to take him home the next day with no problem. You'll just have to pick up the antibiotics I subscribed to Aden from your local drug store." The doctor looked back at us and smiled. "Thank you so much Dr. Demean."

He begun to walk out of the room. "No worries. Just doing my job." He replied, walking out of the room and closing the door behind him. I sat up, off of Harry and looked back over at Aden while he slept so peacefully. I could watch his small chest rise and fall forever.

"I'm sorry baby..." Harry whispered in my ear, leaving a kiss trail down my neck. I turned to face Harry, wrapping my arms around his neck and pecking his lips. Our foreheads touched.

"I'm sorry too Haz. Just please, let's not fight like that again okay? And if either of us are feeling some way, let's talk about it instead of holding it in." I pouted my bottom lip. Harry kissed me. "Okay baby. I love you so much." I replied, kissing my lips again. I pulled him to me and engulfed him into a hug. "I love you too."

Notes

We'll guys, here you go. I wrote about two more chapters already so hopefully they can be post later today. So sorry for the delay, been busy with getting my grades up. Nothing's really going on exciting in my life so.. Yeah. We'll, I'm getting a summer job and I'm very exciting because I'm trying to start to be independent. I hate having to depend on my parents or people to buy me stuff.

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