All I Ever Wanted

"Emma James."

I gave the nurse Emma's name and she pointed Harry and I in the right direction.

"Room 202!" She chirped as we thanked her and hurried down the hallway.

The gang was all waiting just across the hall in the waiting room, well minus Louis and Eleanor who were on a boat somewhere in the middle of the ocean for their honeymoon. Niall's parents and Emma's dad were also seated in the waiting room. Harry joined them while Danielle and I decided to go check on Emma.

"Hey you two!"

Niall pulled Dani and I into a huge hug. He looked relieved, but exhausted.

"I've got to take a quick break."

He brushed past us and out into the hallway.

"Em!" I called out as I hurried to her bedside.

She was between contractions, so she was doing okay at the moment. Dani and I both hugged her and her mom, who was standing ready on the other side of Emma.

"This is not fun. Alana needs to hurry up." Emma huffed.

"She'll be here soon enough." Emma's mother smiled and patted Emma's arm.

We made small talk for a moment before Emma started writhing in bed again - another contraction.

"They're coming on faster, now." Emma's mother spoke, looking a bit worried. We heard a quick knock on the door and a man in a white coat marched in, followed by Niall.

"Hello, just back for another check!" The man washed his hands in the bedside sink and Dani and I took it as our cue to leave the room.

"We'll be back later!" I waved to Emma's mom.

"Okay we'll come let you know!" She nodded and turned her focus to the doctor.

The waiting room was full of guests for Emma and Niall. I sank into Harry's lap since there were no other seats.

"How is she?" He mumbled, sleepily.

Our trip to London wasn't a short one and it was the middle of the night when Niall had called. Needless to say, we were both completely exhausted.

"Still having contractions." I sighed, laying my head on his shoulder, realizing how tired I was.

"Leah!" Niall's shout made me jump. "Emma wants you!"

I got up from Harry's warm embrace and hurried back to her room.

"Sorry, I just kind of wanted you in here." She grabbed my hand, squeezing tightly.

"It's fine!" I reassured her.

Niall shot me a look as he shook his hand and I had to stifle a giggle. Her grip was pretty strong and I couldn't imagine how Niall's poor hand felt after hours of this.

"What's this?" Emma took her focus off of her contraction as she fumbled with my hand. "Leah, is this?!"

She held up my ring finger.

I blushed. I still hadn't mentioned the engagement to anyone and amidst all of the baby commotion, I hadn't taken my ring off. I'd wanted Harry and I to tell everyone together, but it looked like that wasn't going to be the case.

"Um, yeah. We're engaged." I murmured.

I felt guilty. This evening was about little Alana, not my engagement.

"Oh my God! When were you going to tell me?! Leah, I'm pissed. You were the first person I told!" She began to yell.

Usual Emma, mad at me for stupid shit while she's in the middle of something a lot bigger, like giving birth.

"Shhh, Em! It just happened tonight!" I laughed a little, hoping to calm her down.

"No one knows yet."

"You'd better be glad I was the first to find out!" Her voice was still loud and I was afraid everyone in the waiting room would hear. "Wait..." She quieted a bit. "Oh Le, I'm so sorry! We interrupted your evening!" She looked as though she was going to cry.

Women's hormones are such a strange thing.

"No, no, no! It's okay! I'm glad Niall called." I rubbed her arm.

"Well, you'll have to thank Alana yourself." Her face turned red.

I let out a little laugh, not realizing what she meant.

"No really, Le. Get the doctor!" She raised her voice. "Alana is coming right now!"

She let out a scream. Her mom and I ran for the nurses' station, leaving a frantic Niall alone with her.

Emma's mom and the doctor sprinted back to the room and I returned to the waiting room to let everyone know.

Everyone was excited at the news. I took my place back in Harry's lap and he nuzzled his face into my neck.

"Are you ready to meet our little god-baby?" He smiled into my neck.

"I'm so ready!" I turned and kissed him.

After what seemed like hours, Emma's mom came into the waiting room.

"She's seven pounds, six ounces!"

She couldn't wipe the grin off of her face.

"Leah, Emma and Niall want you and Harry to be the first to meet Alana."

Harry looked at me and his eyes lit up. We stood and he laced his fingers with mine. We followed Emma's parents into the room.

Emma lay in bed with the baby cradled in her arms. Niall was sitting on the edge of the bed, beaming down at his daughter, with his arm wrapped around Emma. Emma's and Niall's parents stood in the corner, watching.

Harry and I made our way closer to the new little family. Emma and Niall turned to look at us.

"Come here!" Emma grinned.

"Someone wants to meet you two!" Niall added.

I peeked at the child, who was sound asleep. She was beautiful. She looked a lot like Niall. She had blonde tufts of hair and fair skin.

"Here, Harry." Emma lifted Alana and Harry carefully took her into his arms.

Is this heaven? Harry Styles, my fiance, is holding a baby in front of me and his muscles are buldging. Someone pinch me. I'm dreaming.

Alana slowly began to stir. Her big brown eyes fluttered open and she tried to focus on Harry. A huge smile played out onto his face, and I thought my heart would burst with happiness. "Hello angel!" Harry used his best baby voice. Alana stared at him.

"She's been crying. This is the first time she's not cried while being awake." Emma smiled as she watched the interaction between Harry and Alana.

The baby studied his face as he cooed at how beautiful she was.

"I think she likes you." I whispered.

He held her a little lower so I could see her better. I brushed my hand against her dainty cheek.

"She's a smart girl." I grinned.

Harry's smile was so big. I loved seeing him like this. My heart swelled with happiness. I knew in that moment that if I never accomplished any other thing in my life, I was going to give Harry Styles a child, but more specifically, a little girl to call his own.

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