We Did

                                    

                                          
        
                          
Harry's POV
                          
My heart was racing as I drove to the hospital, Hannah clutching my hand from the passenger seat as the kids sang some song in the back seat. That familiar knot in my stomach was still there, making me anxious, and I knew it wasn't going anywhere until I laid eyes on my sister. Doug had told me on the phone that everything was alright, that the procedure had gone as planned, but I knew my nerves wouldn't subside until I saw it for myself. 
                          
Hannah hadn't said much after I'd told her what her father had said, she seemed so calm it was almost irritating, and I had no idea how the girls seemed to be so carefree when me and the boys were damn near losing our minds. I knew Han was doing her best to keep me calm, knowing me well enough to know that not being there at the hospital had been torture for me, but considering I'd never once been away from my sister when she might need me I think I'd done pretty well. 
                          
I had put up quite the fight when I was told that Liam and Gemma were gonna go it alone, my need for control when it came to the safety of my sister at an all time high. Up until they had decided she needed a c-section I had planned to be right there with her, right outside the door ready to burst in if she needed me. As much as I trusted Liam to make sure she was alright, I'd just hated the idea of something being wrong and me not being there. 
                          
She was my sister, all we ever had was each other, and not being there felt like I was turning my back on her somehow. I understood that it was something her and Liam needed to do together, that he was now responsible for making sure she was safe and okay, but that didn't make it any easier. It was hard to break a habit that had consumed me my entire life, and I was learning that the hard way. 
                          
"Hey." Hannah said softly as I stopped at a red light, reaching up to place her hand to the side of my face. "Everything is alright, babe. She's okay."
                          
"I just need to get there." I sighed. "I have to see it for myself." 
                          
She just nodded in understanding before she turned back to smile at the kids, making a funny face and earning a giggle from both of them. 
                          
We were only a few blocks from the hospital when my phone rang through my Bluetooth, Liam's name appearing on my dash as my heart dropped into my stomach. Before I'd even realized it, I'd reached up and hit the button and the sound of Liam sniffling came echoing through my speakers. 
                          
"Liam?" I asked worriedly. "Payno, what's wrong?" 
                          
"Harry." He responded, the sound of his crying voice sending so much panic through me that my hands started shaking. 
                          
"Liam, what is it? Is Gem okay? What's the matter?" I asked so quickly that I didn't even know what I was saying. 
                          
"She's fine." He sniffled. "She...she's fucking perfect." 
                          
I felt relief wash over me as I leaned back in my seat and tried to slow my heart rate down as I looked over at Hannah. I released the breath I didn't realize I'd been holding, feeling like I'd damn near had a heart attack at the sound of him crying, and my heart was ready to beat right out of my chest. 
                          
Liam was still sniffling into the phone, and I could hear he was trying to compose himself but just couldn't seem to. It was then that the panic returned when I thought it might not be about Gemma. 
                          
"Wait, is the baby-" 
                          
"No, no. He's fine, too." He said quickly, interrupting me. 
                          
I felt a feeling wash over me that I'd never felt before, somewhere between relief, joy and complete bliss as emotion made its way through me, coursing through my veins as I began to feel overwhelmed at the knowledge that everyone was alright.