Hey guys. This is the last chapter of 'That's Why You Should Pick Me'. If you pay attention to the dates the story should make sense. This chapter is about the highlights of Sophies' and Liams' journey. I hope you enjoy. Tell me what you think :) xxx
Sophie P.O.V:
"One Direction is long gone now. Let's just focus us now babe." Liam grumbled as he played with my hair.
And that's just what we did.
3 Years Later:
It's mine and Liams 6 months wedding anniversary tomorrow. Yes you heard. 6 months ago WE GOT MARRIED! He proposed a year and a half after One Direction split up. Liam proposed when we on holiday in Italy whilst we were having a romantic dinner on an empty cruise boat he specially rented for the both of us. We married a few months later. And the wedding, well the wedding was just magical. My dress was white and...
I shot up like a bullet from lying down on my bed peacefully asleep with Liam on my right hand side; he was closest to the door as a gentleman always is. I was just thinking about my how my whole life had changed since I married Liam. I felt a sour liquid slowly travel up my throat and this caused my sudden jerking movements. I hopped out of my bed quickly and quietly, trying not to wake up Liam. I ran into the bathroom and carefully locked the door behind me. I made in to the toilet just in time to be sick. I bent over the toilet and let the warm sour sick flood out of my mouth. I flushed the toilet and put down the lid and perched on top of the toilet. I looked up at the toiletries cabinet. I was really tempted to open it and take it out. Take out the pregnancy test. I was 3 days late and I was feeling sick, and I had a feeling like there was something growing inside of me. I know that, that sounds weird and if there was a baby in there it would be the size of a pea blah, blah, blah.
But I felt like this last time, the last time I was pregnant, but that was a miscarriage, I was a total mess after the miscarriage. It all happened when I found out I was less than a week pregnant, I was walking down the stairs to tell Liam, but the friction of my socks rubbing against the shiny and slippery stairs made me lose my balance and I fell, I fell to the death of my baby. As soon as Liam came to my aid I told him I was pregnant and then the horrible, painful and sharp stabbing pains started to strike over my stomach.
"Should I or shouldn't I? Erghh Decisions! Reasons why I should, I need to know if I am, I can't take another day of pondering about it. Reasons' why I shouldn't, I don't want to get my hopes up. Or jinx anything!" I whispered to myself. I was now standing in front of the mirrored cabinet which is above the sink. My fingers were wrapped around the handle.
"Stuff it." I murmured. I grabbed the box and took out the test.
My life could change forever right here. Right now.
I followed the instructions stated on the back of the box. After I had done the peeing thing. I rested the test on the side of the sink all I had to do now was wait.
"Sophie? What you doing in there?" Liam mumbled as he tried to open the door.
"Oh err. I'm just on the toilet." I stuttered as I fumbled with the test to put it back in the box and back in the cupboard. The result hadn't appeared yet. I flushed the toilet to make my story believable. I walked to the door and slide the lock over to unlock it.
"You all right babe?" Liam asked with a genuine look of worry on his face.
"Yeah I'm fine. I just needed the loo."
"Come back to bed. It's cold without you." He whispered cheekily as he walked in to close the gap between us to give me a warm hug. He took my hand and led me back to our bed. When we were settled down Liam crawled on top of me and started to kiss my neck.
"Liam... Liam not now." I screamed as I tried to get him off of me.
"Have I done something wrong?" He asked regretfully. I could just see the look in his eyes, he was upset I had just denied him sex.
"No. Not all I'm just not feeling well that's all." I replied
"Have you been sick?" He asked in a shocked manner as if it had just punched him. "I can smell it on your breath." he continued as he got off on top as me.
"Yeah. It's probably something I've eaten. Don't worry about me." I convinced him, ending the topic so he wouldn't ask anymore questions.
He got back now under the duvet and snuggled up. He had his back to me.
"I love you Liam."
"I know."
The next Morning:
"I'm just nipping to the loo before breakfast Lee." I shouted as I started to run up the stairs but taking extra care making sure I wouldn't fall by holding on to the banister.
"Why don't you use this one. The downstairs one." He asked as he pointed to the bathroom. He had a tea towel folded over his shoulder. I stopped in my tracks as I was half way up the stairs.
"I want to brush my hair. My hairbrush is up stairs." I lied as I continued up the stairs.
I walked through our luxurious new bedroom and into the en suite. I opened the cabinet and took out the test that was turned upside down. I held it flat out in my palm, upside down.
I flipped it over. Positive. It was positive.
I held up the test to my heart.
I'm pregnant.
2 weeks later:
"I need to talk to you. Now." I said to Liam
"What is it?" Liam asked
"Sit." I nodded at the dinning table seat opposite me.
"What you've broken now?" He whispered as he pinched my nose.
"Nothing. Nothing at all. I have to show you something actually." I winked at him. I stood up and tucked my chair in. I carefully rolled my top up to the top of my stomach and it revealed the sentence.
'Mummy's got a bun in the oven and YOU'RE gonna be a daddy.' written on my stomach with face paint.
The reaction on Liam's face was the most shocked but adorable thing ever. But his eyes said the most about it. He was as excited and happy about it as I was.
"We're having a baby." I shouted, overjoyed.
Months later:
"Mrs Payne. Sophie Payne?" The midwife called as we waited in the waiting room for my second ultrasound scan.
I look nervously over at Liam who was already stood up on his feet. "I'm scared Liam. What if there's something them?
He embraced me tightly "Stop worrying babe. Everything's going to be fine. I promise." he reassured me. He rested his hand on my bulging stomach. "Our baby is going to be fine."
"Is Mrs Sophie Payne here?" the midwife asked again.
I raised my hand slightly to indicate that it was me, I was still sat on my seat. The midwife rushed over to me.
"I'm Lauren." she told me. She held out her hand for me to shake.
"Nice to meet you." I replied.
"Let us help you out of that seat." she mumbled after she wrote something on her board. Lauren and Liam slowly helped me up out of my seat. Once I was up and firmly on my sore and blistered feet I started to waddle over to the scanning room. Yes I was massive and I could hardly walk without looking like a duck.
"Do you want to lay down on there?" Lauren asked, knowing my answer was obviously going to be yes.
"Sure." I murmured. I walked over to the bed and perched the top of my bum on it. I couldn't move anymore.
"Liam. Would you help me please." I asked grinning. He must have been of guard for a moment as he usually does everything for me now. Even though I don't want him to do everything he does for me anyway.
"Yes! Sorry. Sometimes I forget the simple things you can't do." He lifted me up gently onto the padded bed. I was like a kid in a sweet shop. I was so excited to see my baby again. To hear it's like heart beat again. The first time we came you could hardly see the baby and the heartbeat was only fiant but that was because I was so early on. But the nurses and doctors reassured me that out baby was healthy.
"Right. Lets get on. I'm going to roll your top up now then I'll apply the cream." Lauren said as she rolled my baggie top up. The cream was cold on my warm stretched skin. Liams' hand was slotted into mine.
"Is everything alright Lauren." I pleaded as I watched her as she played with the wires on the machine and moved the remote (no idea what it's called. That thing they put on your stomach and roll it about.) Around places on my stomach.
"Erm. I need to get someone in here to check this out. I'll be back in a minute." she insisted as she backed out of the room, viciously scratching the back of her neck.
I tightened my grip on Liam's hand. I turned to look him in the face. He was as horrified as I was. He bowed his head and made no eye contact with me.
"Liam, tell me everything's going to alright. Please." I begged.
"I can't. You know I can't." He urged, sobbing.
Tears dripped out of my eyes and down my face. Not again. Not another baby lost. I was so far along this time...
The wait for another doctor to come was long. It felt like years and years. But in reality in was about 3 minutes.
"My baby is dead isn't it?" I shouted as 1 midwife and 2 doctors entered the room lead in by Lauren. They looked at each other and walked over to the computer and monitored it. They inaudibly whispered and mumbled things.
"Look would someone tell us what the fuck is going on." Liam said with his deep voice raised.
They ignored him. Lauren started to wipe the gel off of my stomach which cause the tears to flow heavier.
"I'm so sorry." I said as I shook my head in disbelief. Liam kissed my hand. He was about to say something before the nurse started to speak.
"We didn't mean to alarm you Mrs and Mr Payne. But there wasn't enough gel to maintain a healthy picture of your baby." She claimed and started to more rub fresh gel on my stomach.
"So our baby hasn't died?" Liam begged.
"No, it's probably perfectly healthy. We're just about to get a picture." Lauren replied beaming. I let out a huge smile and so did Liam. The doctors had already left.
"Here you go." The other midwife that stayed stammered. She span the screen around so me and Liam could see our baby. "And here's the heartbeat." She continued. The steady sound of thumps started to sound.
"It's beautiful." Liam whispered as he watched the screen.
"I know. And it's ours." I laughed with a massive smile on my face.
"So, heres it's head, there's it's arm, and there is it's legs." Lauren explained as she pointed it out. "You're 28 weeks and 6 days pregnant and your baby is due on the 6th of May. Do you want to know the gender?" Lauren asked politely
"Shall we find out its gender Lee?" I asked Liam.
"I'd like to know but if you want to wait then that's fine with me." Liam chuckled.
"Let's do it. Yes we'd like to know please." I grinned. Me and Liam were still holding hands. Our palms were getting hot and sweaty but we didn't care. This moment was to perfect for anyone or anything to possibly ruin it. It's our first moment with our baby.
"You're going to have girl."
1 week later:
The chimes of the doorbell rung.
"Lee. Would you get the door it's your mum, Ruth and Nicola. I'm just getting the Sheppard's Pie out of the oven!" I exclaimed, shouting to get my voice heard over the radio that was playing in the kitchen where I was.
"Do you need help with getting it out the oven? I know how clumsy you've been getting since you've got pregnant." Liam sarcastically asked.
"Shut up. And get the flipping door." I called back.
"Okay."
"Oh, my, gosh Liam. It's been so long since I've seen you!" Karen, Liam's' mum exclaimed. I quickly got my homemade Sheppard's' pie out of the oven and I waddled into the hallway to greet Liam's' family.
"Hiya guys." I greeted.
"OH MY GOD. YOU'RE MASSIVE." Karen, Ruth and Nicola shouted as they rushed over to me to give me hugs and ask me questions.
"Well that's nice. I only get a hug from my mum. I don't even get one from my sisters but my wife does how does that work out?" Liam asked, rolling his eyes.
"Shut up Liam." Ruth protested.
"Shit. I've left Kyle on the doorstep." Nicola gusted. She started to walk away from me and towards the closed door. Where Liam was stood.
"You stay there. I'll get him." Liam muttered and opened the door. He carefully picked up baby Kyle's' baby seat and brought him inside. "You're such a forgetful jellybean Nic." He continued saying
"Leeyum and Shopie." Kyle spluttered.
"Oh goodness. That's his first words. THAT'S HIS FIRST WORDS!" Nicola shouted.
"Let's Celebrate. I've got champagne in the car. Let me go get it!" Karen announced. "Oh Nic and Ruth come and get the presents out the car!" Karen said afterwards. They left without saying another words to collect things from the car.
"Leeyum and Shopie." Kyle spluttered as he pointed at us indivually.
"How's my favourite Nephew then?" Liam asked in a baby friendly voice. He was so good with children.
"What's wrong? Am I holding him wrong? You're giving me a really weird look." He asked his face drenched with concern.
"Nothing's wrong. Nothing at all. You're just great with children you know." I giggled. The girls came back in the house carrying presents and wine.
"Nic, get the champagne glasses out. Liam, set the table, me and Ruth will finish and plate up the dinner. And Sophie you sit down and relax." Karen ordered and rushed out the hallway and into the kitchen to be followed my Nicola and Ruth. Liam lead me into the living room with Kyle in his arms. He helped me sit down and sat Kyle down next to me. Kyle was comfortably resting against my body. I had my arm around him to protect him from falling. He was such a tiny baby. He was 6 weeks early. He had severe birthing problems but he was the strongest 10 month baby I've ever known. And I've known a few.
"Liam! The baby. The baby's kicking!" I shouted as he was about to leave to go into the kitchen. He skipped over and rested his palm on my stomach were the baby was moving.
"Woah. That's amazing. What does it feel like?" He asked me
"It tickles. Like really intense tickles... I love you." I responded
"I love you too."
...
After dinner (same day):
"And there's the head." I said pointing it out to Ruth on the picture.
"God its amazing isn't it?" Ruth blurted.
"Yeah it is." I replied
"So how far along are you?" Nicola asked. Everyone was crowded around me and Liam. We were showing them the ultrasound baby pictures.
"30 weeks exactly." Me and Liam both said in unison.
"So are you having and boy or girl?" Karen pleaded. She was really desperate to know weather she was going to have a grandson or granddaughter.
"We're having a girl." Liam stated.
"Oh I'm so proud of my little boy. 24 years old and he's having a baby with his wife." she exclaimed crying.
5 weeks later:
"What you doing?" Liam pondered as he came into the living room.
"Well I'm half and half. I'm half watching Eastenders and I'm half reading this babies name book." I confessed
"Have you found any good ones babe?" Liam inquired
"Yes actually. I really like Louise but I'm defiantly not naming our baby that. I'd never give Louis any satisfaction that our baby's' name is the same with the added 'e' on the end." I joked
"Lets write the ones we both like down on paper then we have ones to chose from on there." Liam stated and I agreed.
Some time later (same day):
"So we have Paige, Chloe, Olivia, Eve, Arianna, Mia and Amelia." I whispered.
"My favourite names... Only 5 weeks till you're due now babe."
"Oh Liam. You've gone to so much effort to get our little girls' room perfect. And really Liam it is perfect." I croaked.
"Well our little princess deserves it."
The one wall was plum and the other three were cream. There were a little cot and some wardrobes.
"Lets go shopping tomorrow and get some clothes and toys and everything we need." Liam declared.
"I can't wait." I said "Only 4 more weeks now babe."
3 weeks later:
"I wish you didn't have to go at all." I sighed and rubbed my stomach. Which was at exploding point now.
"I know. I don't want to go either. But One Directions' management want us all together again for a meeting to see how long this hiatus is going on for." He whined.
"When's it going to end? The hiatus?" I asked
"I think until the end of next year. That's what the contract we signed with Simon was. They just want to know if we're going to actually get back together and stuff. I'm really sorry but it's mega important and it's only 2 weeks to the due date. I'll be gone for two days ok?" He moaned
"Yup. I won't be going into labour anytime soon. Everyone in my family was at least a week late. Including me. Anyway Cary's is coming around about 7 tonight to look after me."
"But that's 6 whole hours of the day on your own!" Liam exclaimed
"6 hours of me time. Woo Who!" I giggled and did a little victory dance
6 hours later:
"Hey Cary's. Come in. I don't want to be rude but I really need the toilet. Like desperately. I'll be back in a minute." I gabbled and walked down the hallway as fast as I could. I suddenly felt a burning sensation, as if I needed to wee just a second before Cary's knocked on the door. I was just about to sit down on the toilet but I wet myself whilst I was still stood up.
"CAAAAARYSSSSSS COME HERE NOW." I shouted. I heard loud thuds come closer and closer to me. She opens the door to reveal me lent lazily against the wall to keep myself up and a puddle of water at my feet.
"Shit a brick!" Cary's yelled. She took my hand and lead me into the living room and sat me down on the sofa.
"Do you have contractions?" She pleaded terrified.
"YES!" I shouted my replied to show some idea of how much it was hurting.
"Do they hurt." She Asked
"YEEEEEEEEEESSSS." I shouted
"SHIT."
"I KNOW. RING LIAM." I screamed.
"Yes of course. I'll go in there. He won't be able to hear me over your screaming." She muttered and ran out the room.
"Right Liam's' on the way back. He's trying to get the plane. So it shouldn't be long. He told me to ring the ambulance so I have. It's going to be fine as long as you don't push. Don't push at all because you'll have the baby here and blood will get on your lovely cream carpet" She panted.
"I don't want him to miss it C." I screamed
It really hurts. The contractions really hurt. I don't want Liam to miss the birth of his first baby for the world
1 hours later:
"You're not really for labour yet darling. You will be soon though. Just hold tight." The midwife confided. Cary came back into the room off of the phone to Liam
"Sophie he's nearly here!" She jeered.
"Good. ARGHHHHHHHHHHH. Sing to me Cary's." I nagged as I felt more pain.
"Erm. Baby you light up my world like no body else the way that you flip your hair." Cary's sang
"NO."
"7 AM waking up in the morning"
"DEFINATALY NOT!" I exclaimed
"Oh gosh. Remember that time we went to that 90's party and I kissed that boy Tom from collage and I fell slipped in my heels half way through my kiss and Relight My Fire by Take That was playing in the background. And you always sing it to me to show me up." She laughed. Her cheeks were glowing dark red but she didn't seem to mind.
"Oh yeah haha. Good times eh." I said forgetting about the pain for a moment.
"I'm going to sing it for you. Ahem." She cleared her throat and began singing.
"But if we all stand up in the name of love, and state the case of what we're dreaming of, I've got to say I only dream of you, but like a thief in the night you took away the love that I knew." She sang at the top of her voice practically screeching to try to make me laugh.
"RELIGHT MY FIREEEEE. YOUR LOVE IS MY ONLY DESIRE. RELIGHT MY FIRE CAUSE I NEEEEEEEEEEEEEED YOUR LOVE." We both sang along. The stabbing pain was hurting more than ever but I tried to ignore it, to try and enjoy my labour.
2 hours later:
"He's just coming now Sophie. He's in the building, he's coming." Cary's piped up.
"One more push now Sophie. Then it's all over. One more." The midwife, Carol, gasped.
"I don't have the energy to do it anymore." I cried.
"Come on Sophie you've come so far now. Don't give up now. I can see her head!" Cary's exclaimed. The doors flew open and Liam rushed over to my side
"Come on Sophie as she said one more push." Liam ordered. He went to the end of the bed. "I can see her head come on. The quicker you push for the last time the quicker we get to see our baby. OUR baby girl." He persuaded me. He was so good a bribing me.
"AAAAAAAAAAARGGGGGGGHH." I screamed for the last time.
"You've done it congratulations. You've got a beautiful girl." The other midwife called. She wrapped up my crying baby up in a towel and showed me and Liam her for a few seconds before rushing off.
"Is she okay?" Cary's asked. I would have but I was so tired and shocked I couldn't speak.
"Shes fine. She's nice and healthy well done." She yelled over to her.
"I'm so proud of you." Liam whispered in my ear and kissed me. The nurse came rushing over to the bed with my little girl in her arms. She wasn't crying anymore and she had her little eyes closed.
"Cary's would you take the first pictures please." I asked and she got out the camera out of her bag and began to take pictures.
"Here you go. Here's your baby." Carol said and passed me her very carefully.
She was so light. She looks exactly like Liam. I looked up at him. He was looking down at us. He took hold of her tiny little hand with his little finger.
"I'm so sorry I missed it. The whole labour thing." Liam whispered minutes later after I passed our baby girl to him for her to hold for the first time.
"It's okay. There's always next time." I laughed
"Who said there was going to be a next time?" He joked
"I did."
...
"I want to call her Arianna." I said
"Me too." Liam responded.
Sophie Daisy Payne and Liam James Payne parents of Arianna Kate Payne
Nothing could possibly go wrong now that she's born...
...TO BE CONTINUED…
Woop woop! End of story.
I hope you've enjoyed this chapter and all the other ones. Please review if you can because it took me hours to write all of this. I've really enojyed writing this.
Thank you for the support.
-Sophie xx
PS: This story will have a short sequel. I don't know when I'm going to write it, but it will have it's own story and I won't be posting on here. I'll keep you updated though. Please review lovlies.