Harry's POV

The kind nurse led Harry down the hallway, this time Harry knew it wasn't a good sign that they were on the same floor. Harry shuffled as quickly as he could muster while dragging his IV, his mother never leaving his side. He was led into room with small incubators lined up, devided by curtains. The nurse the pointed over to one.

"Please wash your hands first, Mr.Styles." She said to him as she washed her own. Harry did as told, then walked over to see his daughter. Inside the incubator was the smallest baby he had ever seen. She couldn't have been more than 3 or 4 pounds. There were different machines hooked to her and wires along her chest. Harry put his hand through the side and touched her head softly. He was instantly showered with an intense emotion that he had never felt before. It was overwhelming, it was just the strongest and purest form of love. Love from a father to his daughter, he couldn't help but smile. He was in love again.

"When will she be able to get out of this?" Harry looked over to the nurse.

"It might be a few weeks. She isn't breathing on her own or taking her bottle. Since she's almost 3 months premature she has to learn a couple things before we can release her," the said softly. "I have to go check on my patients, but you can stay here if you like." She smiled before leaving the room.

"When was she born?" Harry asked his mother, without taking his eyes off Karry.

"Today, December 23rd. She's lovely, Harry. She looks like you," she laughed a little.

"Does she? I think she looks like her mother," Harry smiled.

Harry continued to stare at her, he was happy to have her, but her mother was in a coma and poor Karry was in this incubator. He couldn't deny the fact that he was scared, it was possible that Karmina might never wake up and he would have to be a single father.

Niall's POV

Niall returned to London after Christmas. He was planning on spending New Years with some friends getting pissed drunk. He hasn't spoken to Gabrielle since before he left. He had texted Belen a few times but he planned to make break it off with her when he saw her in person. Even of he wasn't with Gabrielle she still didn't deserve what he was doing. He decided it was better to be alone if he couldn't be with the person he wanted to be with. He returned to his flat to drop off his luggage and then walked over into Harry and Louis flat.

"Niall! Mate, I'm glad your back!" Louis hugged him. Niall laughed.

"How's was the birthday?" Niall jumped on his couch.

"It was great man! I'm still hungover," Louis chuckled. Niall looked over to see Zayn and Liam walk in.

"Is everybody back?" Zayn sat beside Niall. Niall turned to look at Louis.

"Harry isn't back," Louis answered. "He called me on my birthday and he didn't sound good. And he hasn't called me back since."

"Do you think things went wrong with his mother?" Liam eyebrows furrowed with concern.

"I don't know. I'm going to call him," Louis after picking up his phone. After talking with Harry for a few minutes Louis hung up the phone. "Harry and Karmina were in a car accident." Louis said softly, his face panic-stricken.

"Are they okay?!" Liam asked.

"Harry's fine, and the baby Karry was put in an incubator cause she is premature, but Karmina is in a coma," Louis wiped a tear from his eye.

"What going to happen?" Niall asked, his heart pumping with fear.

"They don't know if she's going to wake up," Louis looked to the floor.

"Let's go over there," Zayn added. "He needs us."

"Do you think Gabrielle knows?" Niall stood up.

"I don't think so. Harry doesn't know her number," Louis began to gather his things.

"Gabrielle is the only person Karmina has besides Harry. You guys go ahead I'm going to find her and tell her," Niall said before leaving Louis apartment. Niall returned to his flat, he didn't bother to unpack his bags. He walked into Karmina's room and looked around her things. He finally found an address book and pulled out his phone to buy a ticket to Paris.

Notes

Sorry this chapter is short! I hope you still like it :)

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