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"Ni, can you pass the salt please?" Louis asked from across the table.

"No," Niall said stubbornly.

"I said please."

"And I said no."

Liam grabbed the salt and handed it to Louis. "Hey! What are you doing!"

"Niall, everyone can have it. It's not just yours," Liam said.

Niall have him the stink eye before crossing his arms over his chest. They rest of the boys all looked at each other a bit like what do we do now?

Liam thought of what to do. "Niall, come with me."

He grabbed Niall's hand so he couldn't protest and took him to Niall's bedroom. "What do you want, Liam..."

"Baby, I know you're pregnant and have the mood swings and all, but this is not fun," he said honestly. "We all love you but honestly, it's really frustrating when you're like this."

"Oh... I'm sorry," Niall said, looking down. "I'll stop."

"Thank you, baby," Liam said.

*~9 months later~*

"Niall, come on. Stop it," Louis said. "Just stop arguing and just take your vitamins."

"Well fuck you."

All the boys' eyes opened. "Niall what the hell is going on with you?"

"You're making do stuff I don't wanna do," Niall said, crossing his arms over his chest.

"We're not doing it because we hate you, we're doing it because the vitamins keep you and the baby alive," Zayn explained.

"I can survive without them and so will the baby," Niall said. "Now leave me alone."

The boys all looked at each other, shrugged, and went back to what they were doing before.

*~the following day~*

"Motherfucker!" Niall yelled, coming out of his room, Liam walking out a moment later.

"What was that about?" Louis asked as they walked down the stairs.

"Liam's being a dick. He won't leave me alone and I'm just trying to watch some fucking Netflix," Niall said.

"Niall, he was just tying to help out," Zayn said.

"I don't care! Why don't you assholes realise when I need some fucking space?!" Niall stomped into the kitchen. The others followed.

"Niall, we need to talk to you about something..."

"What?!" Niall yelled.

"The others and I are leaving for a while..."

Niall looked confused. "What do you mean?"

"We're just gonna go back to our families for a little while."

"Why?"

"Because we're kinda sick of the mood swings and the constant attitude. We just need a break."

"Now this doesn't mean we don't love you, we just need a little time is all..."

"Oh..." Niall looked down at the floor then back at them. "Well fine. Go. Not like I care."

Niall turned to the counter once there was silence in the house. He leaned over it. He could feel warm tears start to fall.

"Why are you such a fuck up?" Niall whispered to himself. "Fuck up. Such a-"

He cut himself off with a moan. He could feel his stomach tighten and his back begin to ache. He rocked his hips as he took deep breaths.

"You alright, Niall?" Came a low voice.

Niall could have swore he actually jumped. He turned around to see Harry standing in the opening of the kitchen.

"What are you doing here, Harry.." He asked in more of a statement.

"Do you really think I would just leave you alone when you're nine months pregnant?" Harry asked.

"Well the other ones did so I just assumed."

"Well you assumed wrong." He walked up next to Niall. "You're never gonna get rid of me."

"Well I'm happy about-" he cut himself off again. He leaned against the counter and moaned.

"Ni, you alright, babe?" Harry asked, suddenly worried.

Niall out his index finger up showing e needed a minute. When he was done with heavy breathing, he stood up.

"What was that?"

"I think I'm having contractions," Niall said, holding his belly.

"Why didn't you tell me, baby?" Harry brought Niall over to the sofa and sat him down.  "Do you need anything, my love?"

Niall thought for a minute. "No, just you. Can you stay with me?"

"Of course." Harry sat down next to Niall and put his arm over  his shoulders.

Niall drifted off after a while. But Harry could feel him tense up soon after. "Just breathe, baby."

"It really hurts, Harry," Niall whined, hugging Harry tighter. 

"I'm sorry, love," Harry soothed, holding Niall. When Niall relaxed again Harry asked, "When did the OB say we could go to the hospital?" 

"When my contractions are about ten minutes apart," Niall said, sitting up. "Or when my water breaks." 

"Do you want me to start bringing everything to the car?" Harry asked. "Just so we're ready?"

Niall nodded. "I'm going to the call the boys."

"Okay." Harry got up and went to the bedroom to get everything. 

Niall dialed Zayn's number first. No answer. He tried Louis. No answer either. Last was Liam. Nothing. 

Niall was confused. Why wouldn't any of them answer? He understood that they were upset, but did they really not answer their phones about it?

"Are they coming back?" Harry asked, walking in with a couple bags in his arms. 

"None of them answered..." Niall said. 

"I'll try calling them," Harry said. As he brought everything to the car, called up each of the boys. None of which answered. "Strange..."

He walked back inside, running through everything they needed for the hospital. Carseat, check. Clothes for Niall and baby, check. Clothes for himself, check. 

As soon as he walked into the living room, he saw Niall sitting up, holding his belly, and breathing deeply. "Oh, Harry," Niall said, looking up. Harry thought it was strange how gathered he was for a soon-to-be-mother. "Can you grab me a towel please?"

"Did your water break?" Harry asked quickly, holding Niall's hands. 

"No, I just feel a lot of pressure so I'm sure it'll break soon and I just don't want to have to clean it up."

"I'll clean it up, baby," Harry said. 

'No, I just want to be able to leave as soon as it breaks," Niall said. "I don't want to waste time." 

"Okay, Ni," harry said, kissing Niall's temple. "I'll be right back."

Harry went to get a towel quickly. He respected Niall's way of wanting to go through labour. He was having his child for God sakes. 

"Thank you, Harry," Niall said as Harry handed Niall the towel. Niall put it under himself then laid back. Harry watched in content. "Hazza? Can you get me some grapes out of the fridge please?"

"Of course, my love." Harry went to the fridge and grapes. As he was putting a bunch on a small plate, he heard a loud groan and then, "Harry!"

Harry ran into the living room to see Niall sitting up, holding his belly, a wet spot underneath him. "My water broke."

"Let's go, babe." Harry helped Niall off the sofa and to the car. Niall seemed very uncomfortable so Harry went as fast as he could to the hospital. "We're almost there, Ni, just a couple more minutes."

"Just focus on the fucking road, Harry," Niall groaned. "Come on, baby."

When they arrived at the hospital, Harry didn't even bother to park correctly or get the stuff. He ran to Niall and helped him out of the car and inside. 

"Where is labour and delivery?" Harry asked the desk. 

"Second floor, east wing," the reception lady answered nicely. 

"Thank you," Harry said. "Come on, baby. There's the elevator."

Niall and Harry got in and went to the second floor where Niall was admitted to labour and delivery. 

He changed into a gown and relaxed in the bed. "Would you be okay with me going to get the stuff from the car?" Harry asked. 

"Yeah that's fine. I'm not going anywhere soon."

"Okay, I'll be right back." Harry kissed Niall's lips and headed towards the door but he was interrupted. 

"Harry?" 

"Yes, love?" 

"Will you try the boys again? But leave a message saying we're here if they don't answer?"

"Of course, babe. I'll be right back."

As he walked to the car, he tried calling Louis. No answer, so he left a message. "Hey, Louis. I know you and the others are upset with Niall and everything, but he's in labour and he wants you all here. Just come to the hospital and he's in a room under my last name. Bye."

He grabbed all the things and went back up to the room. When he walked in, he saw Niall's spread apart in stirrups and he was laying back. 

"Are you delivering now?" Harry asked, putting everything in the corner. 

"No, she just checked me. She says I'm at seven centimeters."

"That's a good number," Harry said, sitting next to Niall's legs. "I'm just curious how you're so far already. It's only been like two and half hours since you told me you were having contractions."

"It's because I've been having them since this morning. I just didn't want to say anything because it wasn't that bad at that point."

"You should have told me, I would have kept the guys from leaving."

"Well I thought you were going to leave me, too so..."

"Never." 

A moment later, there was a light knock at the door. "Come in."

It was the boys. 

"Hey, Ni..." Louis said as he led Zayn and Liam in. "Hey, Harry."

"Hi," Niall said quietly. 

There was a silent moment before Liam spoke. "Niall, the boys and I talked and we are really sorry about the way we acted these past nine months. We didn't realize how hard it is to be pregnant and now we understand better now. So we're all really sorry and it won't ever EVER happen again. Can you forgive us?"

By now, Niall was in tears. Those damn hormones always got the best of him. "Of course. Thank you."

"We love you."

"I love you guys, too. All five of you."

"Five?" Zayn asked. "You mean four?" 

"No..." Niall looked at his belly. 

"Oh, ha, gotcha," Zayn said, laughing making the rest of the boys laugh. 

Niall suddenly hitched his breath and clutched onto the bed sheets. "Breathe, babe, it doesn't help to hold your breath," Harry instructed. 

Niall started taking deep breaths, moaning every once in a while. 

What seemed like eternity later, Niall was finally ready to push. He was all set up along with the room. The boys crowded around the head of the bed. Harry and Zayn each held one of Niall's hands while Louis had a wet washcloth for Niall's forehead and Liam would talk to Niall to keep him calm. 

"Okay, I'm going to count to three and you're going to push for ten seconds," one of the nurses explained. "Then you get a breather and then repeat, okay?"

Niall nodded. He was too nervous to speak. "Okay, one, two, three, push." Niall sat up and pushed while the boys each did their job. "... Nine, ten." He laid back and rested before repeating. 

  *~15 minutes later~*

"... Eight, nine, ten! Good job, Niall," the nurse said. "Your baby's head is almost out." Niall pushed as hard as he could, despite how tired he was. "Baby's head is out!" 

The boys all gave Niall lots of praise for that. "I'm so tired."

"You're doing a great job, sweetie," the nurse praised. "The rest is a bit easier. What you're going to do is pant the baby out. You're going to pant and give a small push on each exhale, okay?" 

Niall nodded. He began panting and pushing. "Here comes your baby," the nurse said. "Good job, Niall, keep going."

Niall let out a really loud groan, almost to a scream as the baby's body exited his. He laid back in exhaustion, but sat up as the baby let out its first cry and was put on his chest. Niall looked at the baby. 

"It's a girl!" He said, excitedly but out of breath. "We have a daughter."

"She's beautiful," the boys all said together. 

*~A few hours later~*

Niall laid in bed watching as the boys took turns holding their daughter, Selena. 

"She's the most precious thing I've ever seen," Liam said, cradling her. 

"It's kinda crazy to think that little innocent baby was the cause of all my hormones, mood swings, cravings, bloating, swelling, morning sickness, all that fun stuff," Niall said. 

The boys laughed lightly. "When do we get to take her home?" Zayn asked. 

"Ask the nurse when she comes in," Niall said because honestly, he had no idea. 

As if on queue, one of the nurses that was in the delivery room came in. "Hi, boys, I'm Doctor Cooper. I'll be the one checking in during the day and Doctor Miller will take care of you at night."

"Nice to meet you," Niall said. 

"The pleasure is mine," she said, smiling. "So I'm just going to do a basic check on the baby, just to make sure there's no delayed problems."

Niall took Selena and started feeding her so she would be distracted. Dr. Cooper did everything quickly and it didn't bother Selena much, she just squirmed at some parts. 

"Everything looks good, she looks great," she said, writing some stuff down. "Now I just have to do a quick check on you now, Niall." 

Louis took Selena while Niall was checked. "Perfectly healthy. Both of you. Congrats, boys."

"Thank you," they all said as she was leaving. Before she was out of the door, Liam stopped her. "I was just curious, when can her and Niall come home?" 

"Well, if nothing goes wrong tonight, then they should be able to go by tomorrow afternoon." 

"Really?"

"Yup." 

"Thank you, again," Liam said, shaking her hand. 

"No problem." She gave a kind smile and walked away.

"Well?" Harry asked. "What did she say?"

"She said that if nothing goes wrong tonight then they can both come home tomorrow afternoon."

"Wow that's a awfully short stay," Niall said. "Which I am perfectly okay with."

Yay so I'm getting back into publishing! More to come! 

All the love,

S, xx