Our Children

Liam's POV:
'Em, you're, like, 8 months pregnant and we haven't decided on a name! We know it's a girl and everything!' I protested to Emma.
'Like I said, Phoebe,' she smiled.
'yeah, but Eliza's a nice name too.' I laughed.
'We can use Eliza as her middle name. Phoebe Eliza Payne.'
'Or maybe Eliza Phoebe Pay - yeah, you're one sounds better.' Emma laughed lightly.
'See, Leeyum, i am ALWAYS right.' I stuck my tongue out at her and suddenly she made a sudden jolt.
'Are you OK?'
'Liam, I think the baby might be coming!' She exclaimed loudly.
'What? Now? But it's only been, what? 8 months?' I said desperately, counting off the months on my fingers. 'Yeah! 8 months! You still have one left!!'
'Liam, please! Just get me to the hospital!' I did as she told me, and we arrived minutes later. They took Emma into a room and I was told to wait outside.
The wait was torture. I spent most of my time biting my lip, until making it bleed. I licked and rubbed it, breathing rapidly. The boys freaked out when they heard about it, making me freak out even more. 'Don't make me any more nervous than I already am!' I hissed over the phone to Niall.
'Sorry!' He said apologetically. 'But it's just - congrats!'
'Thanks, I'll speak later,' I said. 'I'm too freaked out to talk r-right now.'
'Ok. Bye mate.'
'bye.' I hung up and bit my nails to shrubs. Finally, after about 10 hours of pacing, biting my lip, nails, chewing the lace on my hoodie, sleeping, freaking out, trying (and failing) to breathe deeply, and crying, (OK, I admit it - I had cried a bit) I could finally go in and see my newborn baby.
'Hi, sweetie,' Emma said gently as I ran in.
'Em!! How are you?'
'Tired,' was her reply. I kissed and hugged her, and looked at the bundle in her arms. 'Look, Phoebe, it's daddy.' My little girl was, surprisingly, awake, and she looked right at me, with her brownish black eyes.her lip started to quiver, but then, she smiled really widely. I made a funny choking sound, which then led to hiccups, tears in my eyes. 'I love you, Emma,' I managed.
'I love you too.'
'She can go now,' said the doctor, and we headed home. The boys visited us at home and made remarks about how cute she was. I just stood there, smiling, holding my Phoebe.
'Liam, you honestly have one of the cutest babies I have ever seen,' Niall smiled. (It rhymes aha :P)
'Yeah, after James,' Louis joked.
'They're all cute,' Zayn stated.
'How is Georgia doing?' I asked Harry.
'Shes fine,' he grinned, looking down at Phoebe. 'She sends all her love.'
'Guys, Diana's pregnant,' Niall broke the second silence.
'Really?' We all exclaimed.
'Yeah. Like 7 months.'
'Why didn't you tell us?' Harry and I said at the same time.
'Yeah, why not?' Zayn and Louis said at the same time. We started to laugh.
'We wanted it to be a surprise. And we didn't know until recently,' he added, making us laugh more. I held my Phoebe close and kissed her little forehead. I had the family I had dreamed of. A wife, a dog, and a baby.

Notes

Hi everyone I have two good ideas (well, I think they're good! :D) ok so the first one is:
i will put the new babies' birth dates.
so Isabella's is August 5th (a year before the others)
And James' is October 12th
and Phoebe's is March 29th

and my second maybe good idea :) is:
i will do an our children 2 for the kids when they are teenagers and they will get their own POVs

luv ya guys
luv ya Hazza
luv ya 1D
luv ya cats
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