"Where's Niall." I cried, putting the gas and air to my mouth and breathing in when I got a contraction. "I want Niall." I pulled away the gas and air and looked up at Marcus. "Please go get him before I'm dilated fully."

"Jenny. I can't just go butt in the show. Joanna already called Niall, he'll be here soon." Marcus sighed, taking my hand in his and letting me squeeze his hand.

"I want him here now." I whined and looked over at the door as though waiting his arrival... and I waited alright.

"Alright, we're gonna have to start pushing now." The nurse said to me after about an hour. I shook my head and squeezed my eyes shut.

"No, my husband isn't here. Can we please wait for him." I squeezed Marcus' hand.

"Love, this baby is coming whether it's daddy is here or not." She chuckled and sat down as the doctor came in.

"No," I whined and shook my head frantically. "I don't want to start without him here." I cried, tears rolling down my cheeks hastily. "Please." I begged.

"Jen, you're going to have to start now. I'm sure Niall will be here before the baby comes." Marcus assured me although he was looking a little pale himself. I knew he wasn't comfortable here, I mean, he's never seen a baby being born before so I don't blame the fact he's uneasy.

I'm uneasy. Niall promised me he would be here, he promised he'd be here to hold my hand when the pain would be excruciating. But where is he now? He's not holding my hand.

I took a deep breath and then started pushing, I was sure Niall would arrive during it.

It was mostly a blur to me, I was just waiting for it all to be over because the pain was worse than they describe it. It's like being stabbed in the uterus over and over again. There's this weight pulling you down and you just want to get it out as quickly as you possibly can.

After about half an hour of pushing the doctor informed me he could see the head. "You're doing so well Jenny." I peered up at Marcus who was looking the opposite direction with his eyes shut. I don't blame him, I wouldn't want to look down there either.

Just as I was losing hope of Niall coming at all the door of the delivery room opened and Niall came in, out of breath as he ran to my side.

"Jenny, I'm so so so sorry for not being here." He pushed Marcus out of his seat and sat there instead. "Jenny, I should of been here sooner I know I-" He was cut off by me groaning in pain as I pushed again.

"Niall shut the fuck up." I gasped. "There is a baby half ways out my who-ha just shut up and hold my hand." I squeezed his hand tightly when he gave me it and gave a strong push when another contraction hit me.

"Here it comes." The doctor said and a few pushes later that was it. I felt relief. I gasped loudly and smiled when I heard our baby crying. The worst part was over and Niall didn't miss it.

"It's a girl!" The doctor said and I looked confused. We were expecting a boy, right? Or is it just this gas and air messing with my head now and making me forgetful.

"I thought we were having a boy." I looked over at Niall as he wiped my forehead. He just chuckled and kissed it then.

"I'm sorry I'll explain later." He smiled, giving my hand a last squeeze just before the nurse handed him the scissors to cut the umbilical cord. He nervously done it with the nurse guiding him, being as gentle as he possibly could.

That was us separated..

The nurse wrapped the baby up in a blanket and then handed her to me. I started crying when I saw our baby for the first time, out of happiness more than anything. Niall perched himself on the edge of the bed tentatively, gently taking the baby's petite hand in his.

"She's so small." He whispered, smiling down at me. I nodded and smiled back at him as he reached out and wiped a tear from under my eye, leaning down and kissing my forehead. "Beautiful like her mammy." His own eyes were watering.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here from the beginning, I wasn't thinking straight. I really should of come I know, I'm a dickhead." He sighed quietly and gently rubbed his thumb over the back of the baby's hand, his thumb bigger than her diminutive hand.

"Shh, it doesn't matter, you didn't miss her birth that's all that matters." I say, too tired and elated to actually fight with him. I didn't want to ruin this consequential moment.

We were sitting with our little girl.

"Did you know we were having a girl?" I asked Niall as he quickly wiped his eye then, happiness obviously overpowering him. It was odd to see Niall cry like this, he doesn't cry often.

"Yes, I did." He chuckled and bit his lip. Then why did he plan a baby shower for a boy?

"Then why did you plan a baby shower for a boy?" I frowned.

"Well, all the gifts were gender neutral for a reason." He smiled down at me, running his hands over the baby's hair. Then all the pieces began to puzzle together.

"Why did you lie?" I asked smiling, not really upset we didn't have a boy. I would of been happy with a boy but I am extremely happy to have our little girl.

"Because you wanted a surprise. So y'thought you were getting a boy but bam! It's a girl." He bite his lip and smiled. "I know you wanted a little girl." His spare hand came and took mine in his, squeezing it gently as I looked over to see Marcus coming back in, flexing the hand I had basically slaughtered the whole way through labour.

"Thank you Niall." I smiled and pulled him down to kiss me gently as Marcus came over to see the baby.

"Oh, it's a girl." He didn't seem shocked when he saw the baby pink blanket she was wrapped in.

"Did you know?" I raised my eyebrows more at Niall than him.

"Well yeah, Niall said not to tell you." He chuckled and smiled down at the baby softly. "Hi little 'un, I was here for most of the birth and it was traumatising so in the future I'm your favourite uncle, 'kay?" He said to her but she was fast asleep.

"You're her only uncle." Niall rolled his eyes.

"Greg." Marcus pointed out and both Niall and I grunted in response.

"Oh him." He said and shrugged.

"Swiftly moving on." I decided to change the subject just as a precaution, in case Niall possibly got upset over it. I didn't assume he would, considering we had our little girl here but there was always the slight chance.

After about ten minutes Marcus left again, considering it was late, leaving just Niall, the baby and I.

"We're going to move you to the ward and take baby." The nurse told me. "I'll give you two another ten minutes but then we'll have to take her to the nursery." The nurse smiled at us. We both nodded but Niall didn't even look up at the nurse, he was too concentrated on watching the baby.

"Do you want to hold her?" I quietly asked when the nurse had left. He peered up at me and his eyes lit up.

"I'd like to, yeah." He grinned and sat down on the seat next to the bed, very slowly and gently taking her from me as though he was going to break her or something.

He bit his lip and looked up at me. "Am I supporting the head okay?" He questioned.

"No. And if you keep holding her like that she's gonna have neck problems." I stated and shifted the baby so she didn't look like she was in pain.

Niall blushed deeply and nibbled on his lip, smiling at the baby all embarrassed. "I'm sorry but I never had practise with a baby. I'm the baby of the family and I haven't got many cousins." He shrugged and looked up at me shyly.

"Niall, it's fine we aren't going to be pro's at everything right away. There's so many things we have to learn, although some people have to learn how to hold the baby." I nudged him and smiled.

"Shut up." He rolled his eyes at me, looking extremely concentrated as he held the baby, looking slightly uncomfortable himself because he was so focused on making sure he was supporting the head properly.

"You look constipated." I chuckled at his expression. "You don't have to try that hard, relax." I smiled at Niall.

"Yeah but if I relax her head droops and that isn't good." He seemed a little flurried. I just let him be, I'm sure he will get used to it.

A few minutes later the nurse came in and we were told to say goodnight to the baby. "Night night darling." Niall kissed her forehead, lifting her over to me. "Say night your mammy." He smiled as I leaned down and kissed her cheek.

"See you in the morning little 'un." Niall smiled as he handed her over to the nurse who took her away. "See you in the morning too." He said to me when the nurse came back in to take me to my ward.

"Night." I smiled and kissed him gently before he left.

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In the morning Niall was back before I had even woken up, sitting by my bedside waiting on me to wake up. When I opened my eyes I saw he had a little pink onesie with him and a pink teddy bear.

"Morning beautiful." He smiled when I cracked my eyes open. "Look, I have a onesie for her for when she comes." He held it up proudly. I smiled softly and rubbed my eyes as I woke myself up, sitting up slowly in the bed to have a look at the onesie. It was so tiny.

A few minutes later the nurse came in asking if we wanted her to which we said yes of course. She took her in a few minutes later and I immediately picked her up and cuddled her because she was crying. She immediately stopped crying once she was in my arms.

"She knows her mammy." Niall chuckled, smiling fondly at the two of us. I blushed and smiled as he handed me the onesie to put her in. I anxiously dressed her, feeling nervous because she was so little I felt like she was going to break or something, even though I know that's ridiculous.

"Do you want to feed her?" I questioned Niall.

"I don't have boobs." He replied to which I just gave him a dumbfounded look.

"No shit." I rolled my eyes. "I'm not breastfeeding her, remember." I said to him, holding out the small bottle with the oddly shaped nipple that babies always have in the hospital.

"But isn't breastmilk like better for 'em?" He asked as he took her from me and started feeding her the bottle. She seemed a little confused at first but soon got the hang of it.

"Yeah, it's meant to be but like when I go back to work and you're feeding her like it just makes things harder cause then you can't feed her so she would need to be with me twenty-four-seven for the first few months." I chuckle and shrug.

He nodded and just smiled down at her then, focusing on how he was holding her of course as he fed her for the first time.

"What about names?" I asked after a few minutes, looking over at him and smiling. "Got an ideas?"

"I have a few." He shrugged. "I still like Noah, even for a girl." He smiled. "I like Arabella too, it's unusual. I was thinking about that one for her." He admitted.

"What about an Irish name for her?" I asked.

"Do you know any nice ones?"

"Oi you're the Irishman here, I don't know any Irish names." I chuckled and he shrugged.

"I d'know either I would have to think." He said and looked back at me. "Off the top of me head like Aine but that's so common." He nibbled on his lip. "Have you got any other's that aren't Irish?"

"Well, I hadn't much time to think considering I thought we were having a boy." I chuckled. "But yeah, I like Charlotte and Brooklyn." I said to which Niall scrunched his nose a little.

'Isn't Brooklyn a boy's name?" He raised his eyebrows.

"It's for both you prick." I swatted him playfully.

"Hey no abusing me now. I'm holding our baby." He chuckled to which I smiled. He is holding our little girl. It just made me smile when he said that.

"I can't believe she's ours, finally after so long." I smiled down at him.

"I know." He stroked her cheek gently as she sucked on the bottle, drooling more on her bib than she actually swallowed. She still hadn't gotten in the full swing of things yet.

"We aren't half bad at making babies, are we?" Niall smiled before giving me an eskimo kiss.

"You're not too shabby Horan, not too shabby." I smiled.

"Well, with my amazing genes this kid is gonna be freaking phenomenal." He stuck his tongue out at me to which I just rolled my eyes. "But this kid will get all the beauty from her mammy." He smiled and so did I.

I still cannot believe that we are looking at our little girl.

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A/N Hiii! Finally updated ! Hope you all enjoyed, you all voted for a baby girl so you got the baby girl :) Now I need you all to vote on the name, I want you all to decide what this baby is called, so:

1. Noah

2. Arabella

3. Charlotte

4. Brooklyn

or give me your own name you would like me to consider, I'm bad at names so I'm open to anything :) Give me your opinions and let me know in the comments :)

By the way thank you for almost 1k reads on my new story already ! If you haven't read it already go to my profile and give it a read, help me get to 1k reads :) It's a Niall fanfic too, no surprise ;) Annyyywayyys! Thanks for reading and don't forget to vote and comment :)