Harry's POV
"Harry." Someone whispers in my ear. I open my eyes, and close them again when the light hits them. "Niall's coming to visit soon." Liam says louder, causing me to open my eyes and keep them open.
"Where am I?" I ask, moving the hair from my face.
"You're at the hospital." Liam smiles at me, reminding me of what happened.
"Where's my child?" I sit up from the hospital bed, watching someone enter the room.
"Hi, Harry." Niall says with a smile on my face.
"Where's my child?" I repeat myself, and stand up from the bed. I instantly regret my decision, and sit back on the bed feeling extreme dizziness.
"Do you want to see him?" Liam asks, walking over to me to help me up. I grab his hand as I nod my head. "He's a cutie." He winks at me. I stand up before Liam guides me out of the room.
"Is he okay?" I ask, starting to get nervous. Liam and Niall both ignore me, and lead me to a large window.
"Do you see that one over there?" Niall points to a tiny baby in some kind of glass container. Liam hugs me from behind, helping me stand in one place.
"Is he okay?" I feel a tear fall down my cheek, already knowing the answer.
"He's underdeveloped, the doctors said they need to keep him here until he is in a healthy condition." Liam says quietly, trying not to make a big deal about it. I stare at the child, and break out of Liam's grip.
"No, he can't be." I start to cry.
"I'll be back, stay here." Liam says before walking away, leaving me alone with Niall.
"I did everything I could do, why isn't he healthy?" I press my hands against the cold glass window as I continue to cry. Niall notices my crying, and wraps his arm around my waist.
"He'll be okay, Harry." He tries to reassure me. "What do you want to name him?" Niall changes the subject. I ignore him, and continue to cry. Niall rubs circles on my back, and allows me to cry in peace. After a few minutes, Liam returns with one of the doctors. I wipe my tears away as Niall helps me turn around.
"Are you ready to meet your child?" Liam smiles at me, and holds onto my hand. He guides me to the door, where the doctor unlocks it. Liam helps me into the room, and through the maze of babies. Liam eventually stops walking, causing me to get even more emotional when I see my child up close.
"He looks just like his father." I smile at the child, allowing the tear to fall down my face. The baby smiles at me, causing me to laugh.
"Not really." Niall mumbles.
"You can put your arms in here, and play with his little face." Liam says with his adorable baby-voice.
"Let me play with my child's face." I tease Liam, and make my way to the armholes. I take Liam's gloves he is wearing, and put them on. I insert my arms in the holes, and softly touch the top of his head. "Awe," I mumble to myself, starting to cry again. "He's so cute." The child's tiny hand wraps around my pinkie. "Do you want to see him, Niall?" I turn to look at him.
"I'm good." Niall smiles awkwardly at me.
He has no interest in this child.
"What'd you name him?" I ask the two men on either side of me.
"Well, what do you want to name him?" Niall asks me. I look back at the child, and think of all the possible names I can name him. One name echos in my head.
Dylan.
"Dylan, he looks like a Dylan." I look over at Liam, and smile at him.
"He does-" Liam agrees with me.
"Middle name?" Niall interrupts him.
"Jake, Dylan Jake-"
"Horan." Niall interrupts me.
"Why does he get your last name?" I ask him rudely.
"Well, I'm the father. I just thought-"
"Right, sorry." I close my eyes, realizing my mistake. I open my eyes again, losing my balance. "I'm getting dizzy." I whisper, pulling my arms out of the container.
"You ready to go?" The doctor asks, reminding me that he's been in here the entire time. I nod my head, and take off the medical gloves.
"Bye, Dilly." Liam says with his baby-voice. I turn, and smile at Liam. "You name them, I change it up because the original sucks." He teases. I roll my eyes at him jokingly, and begin to walk out of the room holding onto Niall's shoulders.
"Bye, Dilly." I say, and frown to myself. I enter the room, and quickly lay back on the hospital bed. I hold onto my stomach, feeling the absence of my child. "So, did everyone find out why I left in an ambulance?" I ask Niall while he sits down on a seat close to the bed.
"No, everyone thinks that you had a seizure or something." Niall says, sounding doubtful. I rest my head on the pillow, trying to get comfortable.
Everyone probably knows, Niall.
"How's Mikey?" I ask, changing the subject.
"Daphne's been taking care of her for the past few days now while I've been here with you." Liam answers me, and holds onto his growling stomach. "I'm going to go get something to eat, do you two want anything?"
"I don't care, just get me something." I mumble, and blink slowly, starting to fall asleep again.
"I'm fine."
"I'll be back." Liam walks out of the room, and closes the door behind him. Niall watches me as I start to fall asleep.
"I missed you, Harry." Niall says, causing me to completely open my eyes.
"Why, I destroyed you." I remind him.
"No, you didn't-"
"Yes, I did, Niall. Don't even lie to yourself, I abused you." I almost shout at him.
"I know you did, but-"
"No, Niall. If you weren't so naive, you would know to leave me alone. You would move on, and you would get over me. I'm a terrible person, and you should never forgive me for what I did to you." I interrupt him again.
"I am not naive, but I am forgiving you. I am not leaving you, and you are going to have to deal with that." Niall says exactly what I want him to say.
"No, I hurt you-"
"You got help, right?" He asks me.
"Yes, and I can't even look at alcohol without having a panic attack. I can't forget what I did to you, and you shouldn't forgive me for that-"
"Harry, I love you. I'm sorry..." He trails off, and wipes away a tear. I shake my head no, and wipe away the tears from my eyes.
"No, Niall-"
"I love you, Harry." He repeats himself.
I sigh, and whisper, "I love you too.
He is so dumb.

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