36. Together at Last
My mouth hung open. I stared into Harry's deep green eyes, trying to tell if he is kidding. "Wh..wh..what?" I stuttered. "I love you." he said blankly. I quickly shut my mouth and stared out the window. "How long." I said sternly, hardly moving my lips. "Ever since I saw you.." I could hear the emotion in his voice, the hurt inside him. I faced him, and took his hand in mine. "I'm so sorry Harry.." my bottom lip started to tremble. "No no no! Don't cry little one!" he quickly said and wiped my tear away with a finger. I looked in his eyes again. "I love Niall. And you know that," he slowly nodded.
He bit his bottom lip so hard it almost started to bleed. "Just cry love," I pulled his head onto my chest. He wrapped his arms around me and cried. I just laid there and rubbed his back and ran my fingers through his hair. Harry finally stopped sobbing after about 10 minutes. "Look at me," He lifted his head up. "You are a VERY attractive young man. Do you know how many girls there are in the world who would KILL to be your special girl?! Millions and millions. I know because I was a fan once. I still am, and always will be. Your girl is out there, you just have to open your eyes!" I kissed his forehead and cheeks, licking the salty taste of tears away.
He got up and sat in the chair, ad as soon as he sat down there was a knock at the door. "Come in!" I said as loud as I could. Two familar faces walked in the door, "Annabelle?! Mom?!" I yelled. There they were, standing in front of me. "How did you two get here?" I cried and hugged them both. "Niall paid for us to fly out!" my mom cried. I watched Annabelle walk over and crawl into Harry's lap. She'll make him feel better, I thought. "Now where is my beautiful new granddaughter?" my mom asked. "I'll go get her!" a nurse quickly replied. Niall suddenly appeared at my bedside, watching over everything.
I squeezed his hand and grabbed the edge of his boxers and pulled him onto the bed. "Hey!" he said jokingly and leaned down to kiss me. "Hey!" I mumbled in-between his kisses. "OH MY GOSH!" I heard my mom shriek. "The baby's here," whispered Niall. I nodded, laughing at the fact he knew my mom so well. I looked over to Harry and saw that he was sitting criss cross in the lounger and Annabelle was laying across his legs, trying to braid his curly hair. "Now Harry, you need to grow your hair out so I can braid it and make it look pretty!" I heard her say sternly to him. "Yes mam!" he shot back, sending them both into a fit of laughter. I shifted my eyes to my mom at the end of my bed, she kept looking down at the baby and then up at me and Niall. "She is the perfect mix of you two!" she giggled. "What are you two going to name her?" she asked, her brown eyes searching mine. "Well..." I started off, Niall stepped towards her, "We were thinking Annabelle Maura Horan!" he said excitedly. "How pretty!" my mom crooned, as she stroked the babies face. "Julia can go home tonight of she wants!" a nurse quickly said from the other side of the room.