Chapter 37

It's been approximately another 2 months down in my pregnancy, with only 6 weeks to go, well 4 because of the caesarean, I am going crazy, I wasn't allowed to do anything and Louis wouldn't let me help around the house. My stomach was massive right now and even if I wanted to move I would be waddling.

All the boys were at our house today and I sat on the 3 seater with my feet on the lounge as well, it was the most comfy position, and basically the only position I could be in without something hurting. These babies were going to be the death of me, I swear it, always kicking and moving, with the two of them in there it felt so uncomfortable.

I got a sharp pain in my abdomen and lurched forward a little. Louis ran over to me. "What's wrong? Is the baby coming?" he asked and I let out a small laugh.

"No they aren't coming it's okay" I reassured him "just a little pain, the doctor said it would probably happen."

"Okay good, it's still too early" Louis said looking a little flustered.

"Babe, I'm getting a caesarean remember" I reminded him and watched as relief flood over his features "so the babe will come in a month's time when I scheduled it."

He went back to chatting with the boys talking about some concert they have to do, I just lay on the couch listening to Melissa, Alishia and Hayley talk about relationships as a whole and the boys loyal fans. We did love the Directioner's, most of the time they were sweet and loved to chat, but there were a few who had given us insulting names out of spite, even Alishia who didn't even date any of the guys was a target to them.

"Let's watch Harry Potter" I suddenly suggested with a grin. The boys all echoed there agreements and I got up to find the DVD's since Louis would have no idea as to where to find them.

I heard a gasp from the group and turned to look at them "Shanice, you're bleeding a lot" Melissa told me and I looked down, my whole crotch region was covered in blood soaking through my tracksuit pants.

Another pain shot through me and I collapsed to the floor, the pain stayed there and wouldn't leave, eventually I passed out to screams coming from my friends.

Louis' POV

"Someone call an ambulance" I screamed as the guys rushed around not knowing what to do. "Oh please God, don't let them die, please don't let them die," I sobbed as I heard Harry on the phone requesting immediate assistant from the paramedics. It was going to be a five minute wait until the actually showed up.

I checked and made sure she was still breathing, she was, the bleeding seemed to have stopped but her body looked as though it was in pain, her face screwed up in agony and minimal jerks.

The paramedic finally came but it felt like a lifetime, they loaded her into the van and I couldn't help but stare at her just lying there, not saying anything. I wanted her to open her eyes say something witty and make me laugh, but she didn't. If I lost those three I don't know what I would do, I felt like I was dying, the tears were streaming my face which was covered by my hands but I couldn't feel anything, I was empty inside, a massive black hole inside my heart.

Arriving at the hospital the van was immediately swamped with nurses rushing her inside, a few reporters were around as well wanting to be the first to get the story or photographer's trying to get a money shot, some even tried to ask me a couple of questions but I put my head down and pushed past them trying to get inside. She was rushed off to surgery, they wanted to get the twins out, they said that there would be a better survival rate for all of them.

I signed the forms allowing them to do it since I was the father of the unborn babies, then I sat by myself in a hospital room just crying and sobbing.

Hearing footsteps I looked up to see a doctor step into the private room. "What's going on?" I asked him unable to read the expression on the man's face.

"Mr Tomlinson, I have to discuss some things with you, are you willing to listen?" he asked and I immediately nodded my head "Your babies went into a distressed state, normally this wouldn't happen until your partner's water had broken, it very abnormal, but it is not safe to keep them in the womb. I also have to warn you that one or both might not survive and you have to be prepared for that, there is a higher chance since you responded in time, any longer and you may have lost all three of them."

I broke down them shaking violently, I just wanted to punch a wall or anything really, I wanted to run away but Shanice and our babies needed me here. "Surgery will won't take long, we are acting as fast as possible, we will try everything to get those babies and your partner out alive, I can promise you that" the doctor told him then stood up.

"What will happen if the babies survive?" I asked him, their due date was still 6 weeks away.

"That depends on their condition" the doctor stated simply before leaving.

I slipped off my chair sinking onto my knees and sobbing violently, unable to stop myself. Someone grabbed hold of me, picking me up off the floor and into a hug, I knew exactly who it was. "They might not survive Haz, there's no guarantee, I could lose all three of them" I whispered not daring to say the words too loud.

"Boo bear, Shanice is strong, she'll pull through, she always does and the babies will pull through as well, it's okay buddy, and they'll have brown hair, chubby cheeks. They'll survive, I know it" he whispered back and I smiled sadly stepping away from the hug.

The hour passed as I paced the room, Harry stayed with me the whole time and said the rest of the gang were out in the waiting room, they would only let one through and they all picked Harry. An orderly rolled a bed through the door and Shanice was lying on it, eye's still closed looking peaceful but sad. She was still breathing and she was alive, his mind immediately jumped to the twins.

A doctor walked in next and Louis turned his attention to a man, it was the same man as before "I have good news and bad news" he announced "Good news is that the twins are alive and ben taken care of. The bad news is that the girl has an extra passage way in her heart, she will have to be operated on as soon as possible."

"Yes, that's fine, I'll sign the papers" I told him and he handed them over. "Why isn't Shanice awake?" I asked him very concerned.

The doctor sighed "this has been very traumatic on Miss Clark, her body is fine but mentally she is not, she'll wake up in her own time, it might take hours, days or week, it's up to her now" he explained "I'll get a nurse to bring in your son if you would like to see him."

"Yes please" I said with glumly, I was going to see our baby boy before Shanice, it just seemed wrong, we were meant to see both of them together, but my daughter was in a separate room being prepared for surgery.

He handed me a pen and I signed the papers, agreeing to allow them access to my daughter's heart. He walked out and a few seconds later a nurse pushed in a small plastic crib with blue blankets. I peered down and onto the face of my son a smile broke onto my lips and I gave a small chuckle. Around his tiny wrist was a hospital tag with my last name, at that moment I knew everything was going to be okay, my daughter would pull through, Shanice would wake up and the world was lifted off my shoulders.

"Sir, do you have a name for him" the nurse asked.

Harry walked over to the crib taking a look at the baby, I picked up my son, and he was so small I thought I was going to break him. A full tuff of perfect brunette hair sat onto of his head. Shanice and I had talked about baby names but we could never decide on a middle name. I looked over to my best friend with a smile and back at the nurse "Nathaniel Harold Tomlinson" I told her and Harry grinned. The nurse nodded and walked away.

"So you decided to name her after me" Harry said with a grin.

"Well of course I did, you were here when we needed you, it was either Harold or John" I told him.

"You made a wise decision Boo bear" he said then walked out of the room to tell the other the news.

I sat on the couch still holding Nathaniel in my arms. "See that lady lying on the bed asleep, she's your mummy, she is going to be so happy when she wakes up, she already loves you with all her heart, and she loves me too even when I'm a silly daddy" I told him sweetly "and your sister isn't very well at the moment but I bet she'll make a full recovery. She's got your mum's blood in her so she can make it through anything that's thrown at her, I bet she's going to break a lot of heart when she's older, I just know it."

I just sat there staring at him, my little Nathaniel, for the entire world to see; I will try and protect him from it all and my daughter but I know how hard it can be in the spotlight all the time.

Taking a picture of little baby Nathaniel I sent it to my mother and Shanice's family. I continued staring, just staring at his perfect little face praying to whoever would listen that Shanice will wake up and get to see what we made.