I feel him holding my hand, as I am getting wheeled in on a gurney. I know his here, is he mad? I missed our own engagement party for christ sake.

"It's ok Bridget. I'm here, were gonna all be ok." He says as my eyes continue to flutter with this out of body experience.

I am wheeled in and I can faintly see them work on me. "Please save my baby." I take the oxygen mask off me, but they put it back on me. My head falls back down on the pillow. "Harry" I barely say, he rushes to my side. I take my mask off again "I'm so so sorry." I say he puts the mask back on me. "Shh it's going to be ok. I love you."he kisses my forehead.

He holds my hand as they put a drip on my right hand. I wince a little in pain and squeeze his hand tighter. He plays with my hair which calms me down, I can see his eyes some tears about to fall.

"Ok we can take this now." The nurse takes my oxygen mask off me. "The baby" It is my only main concern. "Were just waiting on someone to come on to do an ultrasound. Should be much longer." They inform me.

"No you don't understand I can't feel it kicking." I cry.


I hear them whisper to another nurse, maybe to say we have an emergency.

I continue to cry and hold Harry's hand. I put my hands on my stomach and so does Harry we both look at each other. "Just try and be positive ok." Harry says kissing my belly. He puts his hands together and is in a prayer position, so I do the same. I go over in my head, praying to god to keep my baby alive and healthy. I don't care for myself that much now as long as this baby is ok.

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After the countless visitors, word gets around in a small street. Our friends have juts left, Perrie managed to get a flight tomorrow morning I told her not too but she insisted. Our parents are waiting outside as the gyno is here and is setting up the ultrasound machine. "Ok ready." Harry and I nod our heads. I hold his hand tight and shut my eyes. I feel the cold gel hit my stomach and wait for a response.




"Ok so here is your baby." I breath again finally, "What's wrong?" He looks concerned.

"It's just the heartbeat."

Oh god I gulp down and look Harry. "It's a bit high. I'm going to have call someone else in with a contraction machine."

Wait did he say contraction. "But does that mean."

"We might have to perform a c section. If it doesn't come down." He says cleaning my stomach, wiping off the gel.

How can this be I'm only seven and a half months.

"Harry" I cry out and can't stop. He scoots in laying next to me. I bury my head on his shoulder as he strokes my hand. Trying to calm me down , he puts his palm on the tip of my belly "Hey tadpole." Harry's nickname 'tadpole' he has adopted. "We need you to fight for us, ok. When you come into this world we will protect you always and forever, but we need you to hang in thee" A tear falls from his eye.



"Ok, Miss Riley you ready?" The other doctor asks me.
No my head says. "Yes"


They glue some things on my stomach and wait to see for contraction response. The silence in this room is so loud.

The machine makes a noise and I just keep a poker face, while the doctor examines.

The doctor finishes and writes some notes, then steps out to speak to another. While Harry and I sit here waiting a bit impatient might I add. I see them discussing as Harry helps me back in bed.


Then my door opens. "Ok Bridget." The doctor flips through the papers as I grip Harry's hand.


"All good, just try and rest and not to be too stressed." Harry and I breath again. "thank you so much." Harry shakes the doctors hand and he leaves.




Harry rushes to my side and into my arms as we both cry. Having any sign that your child is in danger is something no one should ever experience, I hope harry and I don't have to experience this every again.


"Harry I am so sorry, for how things turned out" I run a hand through his curls.
"Bridget please don't apologise" he is frustrated. "Just please stop." He stands up and puts his palm on the wall. My shoulders slouch down and I try and not to take it personally.

"I'm sorry." He turns back around with red glassy eyes. "Don't be" although a part of me he should be. "It's fine, why don't you go home, get some rest." I suggest.

"You kidding I'm saying here with you tonight." He takes my hand again and i feel at ease.

"Bridget, about this marriage thing." He says. "yea" I whisper, "If you want for tadpole to be born I understand that now." He puts his hand on my stomach. "I can't have you end up being here again. So we will wait, it's a compromise." He smirks.

I smile. "thank you Harry." He pecks my lips.
"Do you need anything?" he asks me. I nod slowly. "Can you please sing for me." I love it when he does. He lightly chuckles, then kisses my forehead.



I figured it out
I figured it out from black and white
Seconds and hours
Maybe they had to take some time


I know how it goes
I know how it goes for wrong and right
Silence and sound
Did they ever hold each other
Tight like us
Did they ever fight like us


You & I
We don't want to be like them
We can make it till the end
Nothing can come between
You & I
Not even the gods above
Could separate the two of us
No nothing can come between
You & I
Oohh You & I

As he softly sings my eyes slowly flutter to sleep.

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