Broken Crystals

When Crystal collapses in the middle of the road after another beating, headlights are the last thing she sees. She wakes up in a strange house, surrounded by five strange boys. She refuses to relax around them or be herself. But can the one Irish boy with the beautiful blue eyes show her what it means to be loved and fix her cracks?


63. Unreal


Crystal's POV 


I peel open my eyes to the sound of a baby crying softly somewhere next to me. I sit up in the hospital bed and smile at the sight. Niall was cradling the baby to his chest, rocking her two and fro. 
"Are you okay?" I ask softly, crossing my legs and watching the two of them in admiration. I still couldn't believe we were actual parents.
"Yeah, we're fine." He chuckles, patting her back softly.
"Do you want to hold her?" He asks, eyebrows raised. I bite my lip and hesitate.
"Crystal, it'll be fine. Trust me." He says, chuckling at me gently. I nod finally and he carefully places her tiny body into my cradled arms.
"Oh my God," I whisper, looking down at her in my chest. Tears form in my eyes as I take her in; my daughter.
"It's unreal isn't it," He whispers, sitting down on the bed beside me. I nod, tears blurring my vision.
"It doesn't feel real," 




"Can we come in?" A voice says, door opening to the room. I was sitting on the bed, baby cradled to my chest; talking to Niall.
"Come in," Niall calls, waving with his hand. Slowly, one by one, the girls and boys all file in. Perrie creeps over to the bed first, smiling at me. I watch as her eyes trail down to the small body lying in my arms. Her jaw drops and her hands fly to her mouth, causing me to laugh.
"She's perfect!" Perrie exclaims as El, Susie and Dani come up beside her; all of them grinning excitedly. Susie has tears in her eyes as she takes us in, wrapping her arms carefully around me in a soft embrace; careful to avoid the baby.
"Do you want to hold?" I ask softly, raising my eyebrows at Perrie. 
"I'd love to," Perrie whispers in awe. Slowly, all of the girls hold her until Niall takes her into his arms again.
"What about a name?" Harry asks me, as Niall places her small body into his large arms next. Niall smiles at me and nods encouragingly before coming to stand beside the bed; watching as the boys all hold her.
"Well," I say, taking her from Zayn's arms once they're all finished.
"Guys, meet little Calla Sapphire Horan." 


Laying Calla down in her cot, I gaze down at her in awe. 
"Goodnight, Angel." Niall whispers, bending down and pressing his lips to her small forehead gently. She gurgles slightly, stirring. Her tiny eyelids flutter open; blue and green irises looking up in wonder at us both. I kiss her too and then Niall wraps his arms around my waist, drawing me closer to him.

"I can't believe this," I whisper, laying my head on Niall's shoulder and continuing to look down at her small body.
"Me neither, Princess." He whispers back, kissing me slowly.
"Me neither," He repeats, our foreheads pressed together.

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