Something Great

Lexi's POV

I sat looking at Perrie from across the room. She was massive. I couldn't believe she was still working. She was standing, walking, dancing, learning choreography for after the birth of her sons.

I'd been ordered by the doctors to stay off my feet. It wasn't really bed rest; I didn't have to stay on my back, just off my feet for long periods of the day.

"You okay?" Harry asked.

Little Mix and One Direction together for some charity thing. Mostly because both sets of management wanted to really egg Perrie and Zayn's pregnancy on. They wanted to portray them as the perfect couple. With Perrie working nearly eight months into her pregnancy and Zayn not hiding his fear any longer, things had been odd. Until Managements put the couple together for things. Where Little Mix was One Direction followed. And this performance was the last thing both groups would do with all their members.

Schedules had been mostly cleared for the birth of their twins, but since I became pregnant so quickly after Perrie, the boys are going to have to do a few performances and appearances without Zayn, they'll have to do the same thing without Harry for those few days after our little girl is born as well. Little Mix, had timed it perfectly that Jade would finally be marrying her fiance just before the twins are born.

"Yeah. I'm fine."

"Do you need anything?"He asked not trusting my first answer.

"Some water?"

"I'll be right back."

The couch I was sitting on wasn't even comfy, and I was stuck her almost entirely until it was over and Harry got to take me home. Of course I had to say whatever they had would be fine.

"Maybe I should ask for a spinny chair on Wednesday." I smiled as Harry handed me the bottle of water.

"Do you want me to go look for one?" His eyebrows had crinkled. I shook my head. A sharp pain on the side of my round orb of a stomach. I refrained from wincing. I didn't need Harry any more worried. "Hey, is she moving?" Harry sat again, putting his hand next to mine that had gone to where I felt the poking.

"Not anymore." I lied.

"Boys!" Someone yelled, I wasn't entirely sure it was female. Then A large (tall) woman walked past with a head set and a clip board ."Harry, dear, I need you next to Niall." Harry kissed my head before he stood.

While they shuffled from position to position, and while Perrie kept complaining about how warm it was I waddled off to pee. I escaped unnoticed. With each step the pain grew and pressure built. I could feel something, almost like little lucy or whatever we were naming her was truing to cut her way out. I groaned not able to hold it in any longer.

"Oh." It was happening, three months early, I was giving birth I was sure of it, at least a part of me was sure it was happening, another part knew that it wasn't happening, that part of me knew whatever was happening wasn't good.

Instantly I called Eleanor. I didn't know who else.

"It really hurts El." I was near tears.

"Okay, do you want me to take you to a hospital?"

"I don't want anything to be wrong."

"It could be nothing, are you sure you don't have to fart?"

"NO! It hurts."

"I'll be there in ten minutes do you think you can hold on that long?"

"Get here quick."

"Have Harry ta-"

"NO! Harry can't know, he'll freak out. He's already more freaked then Zayn. Harry can't know." Tears were falling now.

"I'm in the car I'll be there in minute."

After splashing some cold water on my face I dried it and left the bathroom not allowing myself to see how terrible I looked. Harry was waiting.

"You weren't out there. And I wasn't sure if you had just been peeing or what, but I came to make sure you're okay."

"I'm fine Harry. Really." I faked a smile. "Eleanor is actually coming, she and I are going to hang out."

"I'm sorry it's so boring here." He took me in his arms and hugged me tight. I couldn't hold it in any longer.

"OW." I yelped pulling away from him and hold the child still in my protectively. He was concerned. "Don't squish the baby." I half laughed trying to lighten the mood. He wasn't sure if I was lying. But he smiled and kissed the top of my head any way.

"Are you sure I can't get you anything?"

"No." I said more sternly then I meant. But maybe it's how I needed to say it all along because he finally left me be.

I waited in pain for Eleanor in a chair off the side. Harry's eyes locked on me, preparing to be next to me the second I need anything. I really hadn't meant to jump down his throat. Eleanor was taking longer then I expected, the pain multiplying by the second. Internally I screamed.
"Lex." She whispered. I waddled to her as best I could. I didn't even say goodbye to Harry, but I knew he watched me leave. In the car with our seat belts on she speed to the closest hospital.

"How long has this been going on?" She asked.

"I don't know."

"And you never told Harry about it?"

"Does that make me terrible?" I felt guilty.

"I can't believe you'd wait this long. What's going on. Why wouldn't you tell Harry, let alone get it checked out. You look terrible."

A thick sweat had formed on my forehead, and I was holding my stomach to me as if it would fall off if I let go.

"It hurts." Tears started leaking out of the corners of my eyes.

"Alexandria. Why the hell have you waited?"

"It hurts and I don't know."

"Alexan-"

"I don't know!" I yelled again. "Just stop talking all right. I don't fucking know!"

There was an obvious silence I had never lashed out at anyone let alone Eleanor. And never have I ever yelled the way I have to the two closest people to me.

"I'm sorry, I would never have yelled if I wasn't in pain."

"It's all right I know you didn't mean it, you're pregnant." Another wince of pain as she turned and the seat belt tightened around me. "Sorry." She sped quicker, realizing the urgency in this situation.

She parks and helps we waddle in, we go to the counter.

"I'm six months pregnant and I'm in severe pain." I tell the person we have to doge to avoid running into him. Eleanor ushers me to a seat, I don't want to let go of her hand I've been holding tightly.

"I'll be right back." She gives it a small squeeze before letting go. She comes back five minutes with a clip bored. "You have to fill this out."

I look at the words, my eyes won't focus. My head throbs from pain. I blink and take a deep breath. When I open my eyes the words realign themselves to make since. Name, Alexandria Styles. Birth date, I can't remember for a moment. Insurance...

"Fuck."

"What?" Eleanor's face contorts and her arms reach out as if to catch me.

"I don't know any of the insurance information."

"Just fill out what you can, we'll have to get Harry here before you leave or something."

"No." I start shaking my head. "It's probably nothing, Harry doesn't need to know about this."

"What the fuck Lex. He is your husband, the father of your child, he needs to know when things aren't right, and this clearly isn't right."

"I know okay. But Harry is busy, and he's already so worried, he doesn't sleep at night... a few hours most. And he needs his sleep, they've been working the boys three times as hard right now, Harry doesn't need to worry about me when they've got him worrying about that stuff."

"Lexi, do you know how stupid you sound?"

"It's not stupid."

Eleanor didn't respond. We sat while I slowly filled out the paper, she went to take it up to the desk and then we waited. The room was mostly filled with people wearing jackets from the nineties, holding various body parts. One had a dog with them and a plastic bag over their foot. Another had a cooler, and I didn't want to find out what was inside.

"Alexandria Edwards!" A nurse in pink scrubs called. Eleanor helped me up and to the wheel chair another nurse had brought. I slowly fell into and was wheeled off. With the help of some more people I was moved onto the edge of an examination bed.

The nurse check my vitals and then Eleanor and I were left alone again.

It felt like forever since anyone had said anything.

"Aleandria-"

"It's Lexi."

"You're nearly seven months, can you describe the pain."

"It's right here," I referenced to where I was holding it. "It feels like poking from the inside, kind of like she wants out."

"You've been on bed rest?"

"Kind of." He gave me a funny look. "I've been sitting a lot, I was told I didn't need to be reclined the whole time. I've been going with my husband to work, but like just lounging around while he's does his work."

"Styles right, you're Harry Styles' wife?" I nodded. "I have three daughters, love that music they do. Anyway. Poking you said?"

"Kind of like a stabbing."

"Is it on going, or is it like a tapping sort. Is it strong and then does it ease up slightly before getting strong again?"

The agony grew, I cried out in pain.

"It hurts, it really hurts!" The doc called for more nurses, and Eleanor was ushered out of the room. They cut my shirt exposing my stomach to them. Poking and prodding from the outside they tried to figure out what was happening.

It grew again, exponentially, I was feeling faint, my breath was caught like I'd gotten the wind knocked out of me, the room went fuzzy and then dark. Not this again. I thought I might have whispered.

"LExi!" I heard someone call. "Dammnit! I'm her husband!"

Notes

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