"Are you sure we should go to work, Niall?" Louis asked. "I mean you're almost thirty eight weeks."

"Yeah, Niall. We should stay home with you," Liam agreed. "And you should also stay home."

"No you shouldn't! I can go to work and I'll be fine. Just because I'm a little bit bigger than everyone there doesn't mean that I am any different. We are going to work," Niall stated firmly.

"But we don't want anything to happen to you, babe. We care too much," Harry said. He put his hands on Niall's shoulders and looked him in the eye. "Please just stay home. For yours and the baby's health."

"Can I stay with daddy today?" 8 year old London asked. The boys had a baby 8 years back and they named her London. They decided that any kids they had, they wanted to be named after a city or country.

The boys found out Niall was pregnant with another girl. They chose the name Holland (I have a friend named Holland and she's really nice so don't think I was just coming up with random countries).

"No, honey. You need to come to work with us. Daddy needs to stay home and rest and keep your sister safe," Zayn said. London pouted. "And it's bring your daughter to work day."

"But I don't want to go to work with you," she argued.

"Really? Because your friend Noelle is gonna be there." Louis smirked.

"Okay!" She ran out to the car, not waiting for the 4 boys.

"Just call us if you need anything, okay Niall?" Harry said.

"I will," he huffed. "I can't believe you're making me stay here," he whispered to himself.

"What was that?" Harry asked.

"Nothing. I'll see you tonight."

"Bye!"

"We love you!"

"See you tonight!"

"Stay safe!" The door shut, leaving Niall to sit around the house and do nothing.

He decided to be a bit mischievous and ignore the boys. He waited until the van with his boyfriends and daughter in it was out of sight.

As soon as it was gone, he changed out of his pyjamas, made a cup of tea to go, and left. He had a bit of trouble getting in the car, but it wasn't impossible.

He pulled up to his office (he worked as a dietician-- someone who helps with diets and weight loss) (I think).

He went inside. He checked in and started passing by the classes that the boys were teaching. He worked at a recreation centre, where all the boys were able to work for different classes.

He passed Liam's class, which was a workout class. He passed by Zayn's class, where he taught art. He caught a glimpse of London painting next to Zayn's easel. He then passed Louis' class which was a pee wee football (American soccer) class. Last, he passed Harry's room where he was teaching kids how to dance. Niall almost got too distracted and almost stopped and watched, but he realised Harry would probably notice him.

He scurried into his class room that had pictures of the food triangle and healthy foods. He sat down and looked at his schedule. No appointments. Figures.

He decided to go say hi to the boys and London. He knew he would get in a lot of trouble, but he wanted to say hello to his family. And what's wrong with saying hi to family? Nothing.

He popped into Louis' class, knowing it would take Louis a few minutes to realise Niall was watching. He opened the door. Louis stood in one part of the room showing a kid how a ball was supposed to go in the net to get a goal.

Niall watched for a few minutes before announcing he was there. "Hi, Louis."

"Oh hi, Niall." Niall waited for it to click. "Niall?! What are you doing here?!"

"Working, duh. But, I have no appointments so, I'm just watching." He smiled innocently.

"You have to go back home! You need rest and to keep yourselves safe," he said, putting a hand on Niall's belly.

"Oh for god sakes, Louis. I'm fine. I'm gonna go say hi to the others. Have fun!" He left without giving Louis a chance to talk. He also walked out, knowing that Louis couldn't just leave the little kids there alone.

He happily waltzed into Zayn's class. Zayn didn't notice because he was listening to music and facing the opposite direction.

Niall spotted London in the corner, painting a picture. He snuck over to where she sat. "Hi, baby."

"Daddy!" She squealed. He kneeled down for a hug. London wrapped her arms around her. "Wanna see my picture, daddy?"

"Of course I do!" She pointed to the picture she was working on. It was a picture of the boys and her in order from tallest to shortest. It went Harry, Liam, Zayn, Niall, Louis, then her. She even added a big belly on Niall. "That's beautiful, honey!"

"Thank you, daddy!" Niall planted a kiss on her cheek before standing up.

"Niall?" Came a familiar voice. He turned around to see Zayn with a spray paint can in one hand. "What are you doing here? You have to go home."

"I don't want to. That's why I came here. I was bored at home. Plus I just wanted to see you all. The best family ever."

"Liam's gonna be really mad when he finds out."

"I know but also knowing him, he would never do anything to me. Maybe a lecture without voice raising. I'm fine with that."

"Whatever you say."

"Anyways, I'm gonna go see the others but, I enjoyed seeing you and London."

"Can I come with you daddy?" London asked, tugging on Niall's shirt.

"Stay here with me, baby. You can do some spray painting with me!" Zayn said excitedly.

"No I want to go with daddy!" She protested.

Niall kneeled down again. "How about you draw a picture for your sister? Maybe of you and her? She'd love it if you did," Niall said.

"Okay. Love you."

"I love you, too." Zayn helped Niall stand up. "Thanks, babe. I'll be back later."

"Love you."

"I love you too." As soon as Niall was in the hall, he had to lean against the wall. He was feeling very dizzy and lots of pressure in his lower stomach. He knew it was just because the baby was sitting on his bladder though.

He slowly made it to Liam's class. He walked in and noticed a weight bench was open next to a man who was lifting weights. He sat on the bench next to him.

"Oh hello! You here to work out?" The man asked. "The instructor is just right over there."

"Actually I'm not. The instructor is my boyfriend and I came to say hi to him," Niall said.

"Oh okay." He went back to his weight lifting.

"Do you think you could possibly call him over for me?"

"Why can't you?" The man asked, sitting up.

"Because I don't want him to recognise my voice."

"Sure." The man called Liam over. Niall waited patiently while he walked over.

Eventually he made it over. But Niall wasn't noticed at first. Liam had his back turned, telling someone how to turn on a treadmill.

When he turned around, his eyes bulged. "Niall? What are you doing here?"

"I've come to say hi to you," he said. He smiled.

"But-but you and the baby. You need be at home," he argued.

"No. I'm fine here. Okay see you later," niall rushed. He didn't want Liam to do anything crazy in front of anyone here.

"Wait. Why don't you stay here. In a few minutes, we're heading to the auditorium to watch Harry's dance class perform and we could walk down there together," he suggested.

"Okay." Niall went and sat in a chair that Liam had fetched for him. "Thanks Liam."

"No problem."

A few minutes later, everyone walked down to the auditorium. Liam and Niall walked hand in hand. They sat down and not two minutes later, the other boys came and sat down. "Hey guys."

"Hi guys!" Niall said. They all kissed and waited for the show to start. When it did, they all silenced.

The kids performed and the boys loved it. Harry came out and bowed for the audience. The boys erupted in screams and yells for Harry.

His eyes widened when he noticed Niall sitting in the front row with the boys. He quickly left the stage.

The boys went out of the auditorium to wait for Harry. He came running out a few minutes later. "What's going on? I thought we told you stay home."

"You did. But I wanted to come here. So here I am!" He smiled cheekily.

"But-" the boys cut him off.

"He's okay, Harry. We're all here to watch over him," Zayn assured.

"Let's all go back to my room. There's comfortable chairs in there," Niall suggested. The boys shrugged and followed him.

They entered Niall's room. London immediately ran to Niall's swivel chair. "Spin me daddy!"

"Okay baby!" Niall turned her around on the chair as she squealed. He stopped spinning her, earning a whine.

He grabbed the bottom of his stomach. "Niall? You alright?"

"Mhm. I'm fine," he mumbled. He stood up straight. "Just kicking a ton."

"You sure?"

"Yes." He leaned against his desk only to immediately stand up when a gush of water left his body. None of the boys has been paying attention. "Boys."

"Yes, Niall? Something wrong?"

"My water just broke."

"Oh sh-" Louis realised he was about to cuss in front of London. "Shoot."

"We need to go to the hospital!" Harry announced.

"No I can't make it," Niall cried. "I can feel her head!"

"But we can't do this here!" Louis argued.

"We're going to have to," Zayn said. Niall cried in pain.

"Her head is coming out!"

"Okay lay down on the floor," Liam instructed. They all helped Niall lay on the floor. "London and I are going to get some supplies."

London and Liam took off to get towels and scissors.

"Please please! It hurts!" Niall cried. Harry pulled down his pants to catch the baby.

"You're doing great, love. Just push. Her head is almost out," Harry said. Zayn and Louis each grabbed one of Niall's hands. "There you go. Keep pushing."

"Oh my god just get her out!"

"One more push and her head is out." Niall gave a push and felt a release. "Good boy. Her head is out."

London and Liam came running in. Liam covered London's eyes. He led her to where Niall's head laid. "Put this wet washcloth on daddy's forehead and don't take it off, okay babe?"

"Okay daddy." She put the cold washcloth on Niall's sweaty forehead. He sighed in pleasure.

"Thanks, baby."

"You're welcome, daddy." She put a kiss on Niall's nose.

"Oh god. Contraction," he said through gritted teeth.

"Hey, London. Why don't you sit on the couch, okay?" Louis said.

"Okay daddy." She went and sat quietly on the couch.

"Push, Niall," Liam instructed. He gave a big push which allowed her shoulders to slip out. Niall cried in pain.

"Ow ow ow!" He screamed. London covered her ears. Niall have one last push, letting the baby slip into Harry's arms. Niall laid backwards, breathing heavily.

"Give me a towel, Louis," Harry said. Louis handed one of the clean towels to Harry. He began wiping off Hollands face, making her cry. He put a towel across her back and handed her to Niall.

He cradled her and wiped her off. London came and sat next them. "London, meet your new baby sister, Holland."

"I love her! She's so cute!" She squealed. "I'm going to go get my picture I drew for her."

"Okay baby." She ran out of the room to Zayn's art room to get her picture.

"Where's she going?" Zayn asked.

"To get Holland's picture that she drew," Niall answered. The other boys and nodded and continued to help Niall clean the baby off.

London came running back in with a piece of paper in her hand. "Here, daddy!"

"Thank you, baby! That's beautiful," Niall cooed.

"I'm going to call the ambulance, Louis said. The others nodded.

They were all rushed to the hospital about 10 minutes later.

Holland was perfectly healthy weighing 8lbs, 6oz.

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Holland Horan
April 26th, 2015
11:01 am
8lbs, 6oz