Page’s POV

I eyes fluttered opened to be met with white walls, my nose was invaded with the strong smell of disinfectant and my ears rang because of the constant beeping coming from somewhere around me.

“Page baby?” Someone spoke from inside the room.

I would be lying if I said I wasn't heartbroken with the fact that it was a female’s voice and not Harry’s.

My mouth opened as I tried to talk but nothing came out, it hurt so badly and suddenly I saw my mother rush over to me with a glass of water.

I drank the water hurriedly as I prepared myself to talk to the doctor who was standing on the other side of the hospital bed I was on.

“W-where’s Harry?” I choked out.

“Miss Philips, he’s still asleep but he will be fine. What we’re really worried about is the baby.”

I gasped and my hands suddenly flew to my stomach.

Thankfully my bump was still there.

“What’s wrong with him?” I asked quietly and the doctor gave me a look that was filled with pity.

“Your son is having a very hard time keeping himself alive and we need you to undergo an emergency C-section.”

I blinked rapidly as I tried to get my brain wrapped around what they just said.

“NO! You can’t take my baby away from me!”

“Please Page. There’s a large chance your baby will die if we don’t do this!”

“And are you trying to tell me that he will one hundred percent survive if we do this?” I asked rather rudely and the doctor looked away from me giving me all the answer I needed to hear.

I sobbed into my hands and my mom came over and wrapped her arms around my shoulders to try and calm me down but it wasn't working.

“Page you need to do this for the baby.” A new voice spoke up making me remove my hands and look up to see Niall standing there with tears in his eyes.

“Niall he might not survive! I want my little boy to stay with me!”

He sighed and walked over to me, my mom stepped away and Niall wrapped his arms around me this time before kissing my cheek.

“They’re going to do everything they can, okay?” I whispered to me.

“This isn't fair! I haven’t even given him a name yet.” I sobbed and Niall softly laughed.

“What about Niall Jr?”

“Oh god no.” I scoffed.

The doctor cleared his throat making me take in a shaky breath before turning back to him.

“This is completely up to you Page.”

I looked up at Niall and he nodded like he knew what I was thinking.

“I want what’s best for my child.” I spoke confidently and the doctor smiled at me warmly.

“Already thinking like a mother.”

Harry’s POV

This is utter bullshit!

I have been awake for nearly an hour and they won’t tell me anything about where Page is or how she’s doing!

“Please I'm begging you! Just tell me what’s going on with my fucking fiancé!”

I glared at my doctor and he finally cracked and sighed heavily before looking back up at me.

“Miss Philips had barely any injuries to her but her unborn child wasn't as lucky.”

As soon as those words left his mouth, I jumped off the bed and ran out of the room they had me in.

My lungs burned as I wasn't really up for so much running but I didn't stop until I reached the front desk of the hospital.

“Page Philips! Tell me now where Page is!” I snapped and the startled receptionist nodded quickly before mumbling something about Page being in the recovery ward on the fourth floor.

Once again I very difficultly ran around the hospital and upstairs until I stopped in my tracks when I saw Page’s mother standing in the hall.

“Mrs Philips?!” I screamed and ran into her arms as she held them open for me.

I have only met Page’s mom once but she’s absolutely the loveliest lady I have ever met. I just wish my mother was as kind to Page as Page’s mother was to me.

“Harry honey, are you sure you can handle going in there?” She quietly asked and I nodded vigorously.

“I need too.”

She nodded and let go of me as I opened the door slowly. The room was large and had lots going on but the first thing my eyes landed on was the sleeping Page in the hospital bed.

Her doctor noticed me and motioned for me to come closer.

“How are you feeling Mr Styles?” He asked and I scoffed.

“Does it fucking matter right now? How is my girl?”

I pushed a few strands of her hair out of her face as I waited for him to reply.

“Page is fine sir. She’s just sleeping but when she wakes she should be fine.”

My hand slowly slid down her side and onto her now flat stomach.

I swear I could cry right here and now.

“T-the baby’s gone.” I choked out and suddenly burst as I let my tears take over me.

I rested my head on Page’s stomach and wrapped my arms around her waist as I balled and fisted her hospital gown in my hands. She stirred in her sleep but didn't wake as I shook every time a sob escaped my mouth.

“I'm so sorry baby, this is all my fault and now you won’t get to be the prefect mummy I know you would have been.” I sobbed all the way through my words until the doctor shook my shoulder slightly to get my attention.

I lifted my head from Page’s stomach to see him smiling at me.

“Turn around sir.”

I did as he said slowly to find Niall looking down into an incubator where a small baby was sleeping.

“B-but I thought…” I lost my train of thought as I walked over and looked down at the sleeping little baby.

If that baby is who I think it is then it’s a little boy.

“He survived Harry. You’re a father.” Niall spoke softly and I reached down to touch his small hand. He wrapped his little fingers around one of my big ones in his sleep making me sigh in relief.

“Did Page name him yet?” I asked but when I looked down at the small name tag on the front of the incubator it just said baby Styles.

“She wanted to wait for you.”

I nodded and returned my gaze to the baby.

My baby.

My son.

“I-I want you to pick the name Harry.” Page’s voice spoke up from behind me, making me turn to look at her.

“No baby, you choose. You’ve risked so much for this little boy so I think you should pick the name.”

She smiled and tried to hop off the bed and I quickly walked back over to her so I could pick her up and carry her over so she could see our beautiful child.

“I like the name Tyler.” She whispered and I nodded in agreement.

“That’s sounds prefect. Tyler Styles.”

“I want his middle name to be James like his heroic uncle Niall. Because without him here I don’t know what I would have done.”

Niall blushed and sent us a wide smile.

“I like it. Tyler James Styles.”

Page seemed okay so I put her down on her feet so she could get closer to Tyler and lightly brush her finger tips over his tiny balled up hand.

“Welcome to the world Tyler James Styles.”

Notes

No one died!
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- Kass