~ Labor ~
~ December 23rd ~

"Lou!" Darcy shouts making him stir, "What's the matter, love?" He sits up, turning on the light and looks at the clock on his nightstand, seeing it's barely 11 o'clock in the morning.

It was his off day so he was hoping to sleep in.

"Hawwy wet bed." She says in a sleepy voice, she had been woken up by the warmth of Harry's water breaking, before hearing sounds of pain coming from him moments later but of course she didn't understand.

"He what?" Louis asks confused. "Harry peed." She whines as she hears Harry down the hall.

His eyes widen finally understanding what was going on, he hops out of bed running the few feet down the hall, finding Harry leaning against the door with a pained look.

"It's too early." Harry cries as another contraction hits him, he grabs Louis' hand as he pants.

"I know, Honey but she's ready to come now."

"I'm not ready." He cries, looking up at Louis, "How am I supposed-" He groans as another contraction hits. "Supposed to raise her? What if I'm not good enough?'

"You're going to be perfect. And I'm here to help every step of the way."

Louis leads Harry back to the bed before grabbing his shoes, placing them on his feet and helping with his coat as well. "Put on your gloves, I'll be back."

He quickly runs to get changed and calls Charlotte, who answers right away. She agrees to come watch Darcy while Harry gives birth.

Moments later he turns on his room TV and lays Darcy in the middle of his bed with her bears.

"Lottie will be here soon, okay? Just stay in my room."

She nods, "Harry okay?"

"Yes, Darling. Just going to have the baby remember?"

"After Christmas. Baby comes January." She says looking confused.

"Sometimes babies come early because they want to meet everyone. You want to meet the baby too, right?"

Darcy nods as a smile appears on her face, "Yes!"

"Louis!" Harry shouts, scaring her a bit.

"We have to go. Remember stay here until you see sissy." He kisses her head before leaving, closing the door behind him.

"You ready?" He says grabbing the labor bag out the hall closet.

"No..." Harry replied.

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Harry is now laying in a operating room as they cut into his abdomen for a emergency c-section after learning she was still in breech position. He's been in labor for 11 hours, he had never experienced so much pain.

They tried everything to help her turn but nothing worked.

Louis, of course, thought they had more time to get her head down but he was wrong, she wanted to be out sooner than later.

He lies still as tears roll down the sides of his face. Harry was terrified and felt lonelier than he ever has before. He had no one to hold his hand or reassure him that everything was okay.

Louis was focused on them both coming out of this sudden situation in good shape so he couldn't be the one to hold his hand.

He wished Gemma was there with him. He imagined her crying and squeezing his hand while trying to watch the doctors as well. Always multitasking.

For the first time he even let himself think about how his parents would react, he couldn't seem to picture his mother there though, which made him cry even more.

His dad probably would've been a nervous reck, waiting in the hallway as he asked the nurse how everything was going every two seconds or so.

Harry wished that everything was back to normal in that moment. Having someone by his side would make everything less scary.

After what felt like a life time he hears the first loud cry and a nurse saying, "It's a boy!" before the newborn is placed on his chest.

"12 o'clock on the dot, congrats." Another nurse says.

"W-What?" He looks down at his baby in shock.

"I guess he was hiding his penis from us the whole time." Louis chuckles while holding the scissors. "Cut the cord, Harry."

"Can you do it? P-Please?" Harry says without looking up from his beautiful baby boy.

"Of course." Louis says before cutting the cord.

Louis allowed Harry to hold his baby as the operation continues for the removal of placenta then to close him up, letting them have as much skin-to-skin contact as possible.

He knew Harry needed it after everything he's been through.

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After everything is done and the baby is cleaned up, he's placed in hospital crib next to the bed. Harry didn't want his little boy to be away from him.

"Have you came up with a name?" Louis says as he comes in. "Other than Edward of course."

Harry smiles, "You remembered."

"I remember everything you tell me." He says leaning against the wall next to the bed.

The younger man grins before looking back down at his son.

"I don't know yet, do I have to know today?"

"Of course not. I've known someone still not having a name after months, so take your time."

"I doubt I'll take that long." He says with a chuckle. "Oh and Happy Birthday."

"Thank you, H now little mans gonna steal my thunder." Louis laughs.

"You can share. You're used to it with all your siblings." Harry looks up at him again. "You won't take him if I sleep right?"

"Of course not. Is it okay if Darcy comes in a few hours though? She's been asking about you since I told Lots everything went well."

"Yeah we left so fast I didn't get to explain that I was okay."

"I explained. Now you get some rest and maybe you'll dream about a name." Louis chuckles again.

"Get out." Harry says playfully. "Thank you for everything."

"My pleasure." He runs his fingers through Harry's hair before exiting the room.

Harry pulls the crib closer as he carefully lays down, he rubs his sons tiny hand before falling asleep letting todays stress just wash away.

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Who thought I'd write this at 6 am, before 4 chappies ahead of it?!! Not I!! 😂😂

Hope you liked the surprise twist!!

Bonus: I wrote this in 2021... Way before the other 4 and the last chapters!! 🤦‍♂️
Who writes like this?!! 🥴