*Liam's pov*

I was awoken from my dream by a poke on my cheek. My eyes fluttered open to reveal my beautiful 8 1/2 month pregnant husband. He was facing me with one hand on his stomach and one about to poke me again.

"Hi beautiful," I mumbled, smiling at the boy.

"Morning sleepy head," he said with a happier tone. "You're baby's hungry and we're all out of food."

"Do you want me to make something for you?" I asked, sitting up. I helped him sit up.

"No. It wants a cheeseburger." He pouted.

"Okay. Let me get dressed and I'll go get something for you," I assured, pulling myself out of bed.

"Have I ever told you how much I love you?" He asked, watching me remove my shirt.

"Yes many times." I pulled a new shirt over my head. I walked over to the bed and kissed Zayn. "I'll be back soon. Call me for anything."

"I will," he promised. I smiled and walked out of the room. "BYE LIAM!"

"BYE ZAYN!" I yelled back. I grabbed my keys, slid on my shoes, and left the house to go to McDonald's at 6am.

*Zayn's pov*

Liam left and I was starting to feel really tired, considering I was awake at 4am looking for something to eat. I laid down and started to drift off. I felt my eyelids getting heavier and eventually I fell into a deep sleep, ignoring the numerous kicks I was receiving.

I woke up with a sudden jolt. I felt something in my stomach but it didn't hurt very bad. 'Just a kick' I thought. I felt another similar pain.

"Liam!" I called through the house. No answer. I checked my phone to see a text from Liam. It read, "It's taking longer than expected. There's a huge traffic jam but I should be home soon. Love you<3 xx Liam". I grunted as I felt another pain.

I stood up with a little trouble and started down the hallway. Our house is only 1 story so that made it easier.

I made it to the kitchen and filled up the kettle with water. I turned on the stove and put the kettle on. I wadded to the living room and popped in 'Love Actually'.

After about 10 minutes, the kettle whistled and I got up from the couch. I poured the hot drink into my favorite mug. It was a mug that Liam bought me. It has a fancy Z on it.

I picked up the cup, only to drop it when I felt excruciating pain in my abdomen. I looked down to see my pajama pants soaked.

"Fuck," I cursed under my breath. "I've gotta call Liam."

I waddled slowly to the bedroom. I unlocked my phone and went to contacts. I tapped "Li❤️" and it started ringing.

"Hey honey! How's it?" Liam asked on the other line. I sucked in a shaky breath.

"Liam.. is it possible to come home right now?" I asked, still trying to keep calm and breathe.

"Not from where I am right now. Why? Is something wrong?" He asked. I could tell he was starting to freak out a little bit.

"Nothing's wrong it's just that... Oh shit." I felt a contraction. I whimpered. "The baby's coming.. Like now."

"What?! Um alright. I'll be there as soon as I possibly can. Do you want to stay on the phone?"

I groaned in pain when I felt another contraction. "Uh alright. Oh god." I felt the baby drop lower. "I'm just gonna call my mum. Oh god... I'll see you soon Liam."

"Okay just call me for anything. I love you."

"I love you too." I let out a yelp. I hung up the phone and tapped "Mum💚". She picked up after a few rings.

"Hi sweetie," she said.

"Hi mum. Can you come to my house. Like now?" I panted.

"Oh man. I'm in Edinburgh. It's gonna be almost 5 hours," she worried.

"It's alright. Just please come as soon as possible."

"Of course Zayn. Where's Liam?"

"He went to shop but then this happened and he's stuck in traffic."

"Okay well I'll be there as soon as possible. Just hang in there honey," she comforted.

"Kay. Bye mum."

"Bye Zayn." I hung up the phone and sink into the couch, just breathing hard when the contraction came.

Soon enough, Liam go home. I heard a door slam and shuffling outside. I was so tired and in pain I didn't want to get up. I heard keys clanging and the doorknob turn. In ran Liam, worry obviously on his face. He bolted over to my side.

"Hi babe. How are feeling?"

"Like shit." I managed to stifle a laugh.,

"Alright well let's get you to the hospital." He stood up and grabbed my arm. As soon as I stood up, I felt the baby drop right between my hips.

"Liam... I don't think I can make it," I whined, doubling over. He wrapped both arms around my waist and pulled me up.

"Okay. Umm how about I draw a bath and have the baby at home?" He suggested.

"Alright. I just can't stand up," I complained.

"Can we at least get to the bathroom?" Liam asked. I nodded.

10 minutes later I was undressed and in the tub, just about to push. "Ready babe?" Liam asked. I felt a contraction and bared down with all my strength. "Good job. I can just about see the head. Give me another like that."

I pushed down again, pulling my chin to my chest. I felt a head slip out. "Just a little more than we have the shoulders."

"Shut up, Liam," I panted. I saw him nod and go back to what he was doing. "I'm sorry."

"Don't apologize babe. You're in a lot of pain. I would do the exact same thing." He gave me an assuring smile.

I pushed down again feeling the shoulders slip out. "I can't do anymore!"

"Our baby's practically here. Just one more then it's over," Liam encouraged. I pushed with all the strength I had left. I felt a sudden wave of relief and a scream. I smiled, knowing that was our baby.

"Look at her." Yes, it was a girl. Liam brought her to my chest and I looked at her adoringly. "She's perfect."

"She is. Now all we need is a name," Liam said in a suggestive tone. "I've actually been thinking about one name in particular."

"What is it?" I asked, looking up at him.

"I like the name Brooke." He smiled at me and I returned a smile.

"I love it." I looked down at her. "Hi Brooke."

Eventually I had to go to the hospital to make sure everything was alright but we didn't have to stay long.

Now we have a happy family.
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Brooke Camilla Payne
Born: August 30th, 2014.
11:34 am
6lbs, 2oz