Summer Love ~ L.P.
Chapter 18
Apart from one of them being smaller than the others, all three girls were identical, so I knew it would be hard to tell them apart at first. They had caramel skin, black hair and eyes, and my facial features.
“Do you still wanna name them Keisha, Kiera, and Kendra?” Mom asked.
“Yeah, I just can’t choose which name I want to go with which baby!”
“Name them the way Kate Gosselin named her sextuplets—alphabetically in birth order,” Caitlyn suggested.
“I’ve got a better idea,” Daddy said. “Which one of you precious little ones wants to be Keisha?” The baby in my left arm burped, and Daddy chuckled. “I think we have a volunteer!”
The smallest baby, the one Daddy was holding, squirmed and fussed, and I could tell immediately that she’d had an accident.
“I guess that would be Kiera, right?” I said, catching onto Daddy’s game.
“Yeah, you’re catching on! That leaves the one in your right arm as Kendra. Now, how about middle names?”
“I thought I’d give them names that came from English words—Keisha Love, Kiera Hope, and Kendra Joy Martin.”
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London, Harry’s POV
The lads and I entered Layla’s delivery room just in time to see her starting to push. The doctor greeted me and said, “Mr. Styles, I’m gonna have you deliver the baby.”
I was in shock. I’ve never delivered a baby before, let alone being a daddy. “Uh…what if I screw up?” I asked.
“You won’t! Just follow my instructions.” He turned to Layla and told her to go ahead and push.
When little Seth started to come out, I was surprised to see little feet coming out of Layla’s vagina. I knew the first thing to come out during a birth is the head. “Bloody hell, he has feet for a head!” I exclaimed.
The doctor laughed. “No, it’s just a breach birth,” he said. “I’m gonna have Miss Morales push a few more times and then let you pull him out, okay?”
Layla pushed while I guided Seth out, following the doctor’s directions. It was over before I knew it, and while the nurse weighed and measured Seth, I left the room to tell Layla’s family she’d just given birth.
“Would you like to see your baby brother?” Mrs. Morales asked Rhiannon.
“No, boys gots cooties,” Rhiannon said, sticking her tongue out.
“Well, too bad, because I’m taking you in there anyway!” I said, picking her up.
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Layla’s POV
I smiled as I looked at my newborn son. Seth looked just like the pictures I’ve seen of Harry as a baby. He had the same brown hair, the same big green eyes, and the same button nose.
Harry came back in holding Rhiannon, and he was followed by my parents.
“Here he is, love—Seth Harold Styles,” Harry said to Rhiannon.
“Isn’t he cute, sweetie?” I asked.
“Yeah…I still like girls better, though,” Rhiannon said, earning laughs from everyone in the room.
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Liam’s POV
As soon as we were done fussing over Seth, I checked my phone for messages to find a video message from Mrs. Martin. She’d recorded the birth of Jessalyn’s triplets, from the first push to naming the girls. The video ended up being twenty minutes long, and fifteen of those consisted of screaming from Jessalyn, along with coaching from the doctor, nurse, and everyone else in the room. At one point, Jessalyn realized I’d signed off of Skype and got angry over it. I felt bad about that, so I called her.
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Wetumpka, Jessalyn’s POV
An hour after the triplets were born, my phone rang, with Liam’s name showing up on the caller ID.
“Hello?” I said.
“Hey, it’s me,” Liam said. “I’m sorry I had to sign off Skype early. Layla wanted us all to be in London with her.”
“I forgive you.”
“Brilliant! With that being said, how would you like me to take you to prom?”
“Oh, I’d love that! You’ll be a hit with the girls for sure!”