5sos imagines

He holds your baby for the first time

Calum

"Hey, baby girl. We've waited a long time for you." Calum cooed gently as I opened my eyes.

"I love you so much. We love you so much." I smiled at the sight of him cradling our daughter for the first time since she'd been born.

"You're so beautiful. You're going to grow up to be as beautiful as your mummy." My smile widened. I shifted slightly, alerting Calum to the fact that I was awake. He looked at me and smiled.

"Hey, babe. Did you sleep well?" he asked, still cradling our daughter.

"As well as you can after you've just given birth." I chuckled. He returned it as he sat down next to me and looked down at his daughter.

"What do you want to call her?" I asked. He thought for a moment.

"Dove." He spoke, looking at me.

"I like that name. Dove Elizabeth Hood. It's got a nice ring to it." I smiled. He returned it.

"She looks like you." I sighed in bliss.

"That's what the nurse said when she brought her back in. She said she's already getting dark brown hair." He chuckled.

"Yeah. She's got your skin too. That beautiful, caramel skin." I giggled.

"Shut up." He laughed.

Luke

"Luke, my water just broke." I gulped, looking at him with wide eyes.

"What?" he returned my gulp.

"The baby is coming, Luke." I spoke.

"Okay, come on." He nodded as he stood up and helped me up. He drove us to the hospital and rushed me in.

"My wife is in labour, someone help!" he yelled, making doctors and nurses rush to me. I was pushed into a wheelchair and taken into a maternity suite. After a while, the crying started.

"Congratulations, it's a girl." The nurse smiled as she took her. Luke smiled at me.

"We have a daughter." He laughed as the nurse quickly came back.

"Would daddy like to hold his daughter?" she asked.

"Yeah, please." He smiled. She carefully placed her into his arms, making him gently close his arms around her.

"I'll leave you two alone to get to know your new baby." The nurse smiled before leaving the room. I carefully studied Luke as he looked down at our daughter. I swear that I saw a tear rolling down his cheek.

"She's gorgeous." He whispered as he looked at me. I nodded, tears pricking my eyes too.

"And she's ours." He smiled.

Michael

I lay in the hospital bed, clutching Michael's hand as he sat in the chair next to my hospital bed. It had been what felt like hours since our son had been rushed away and we had heard nothing.

"You think he's okay?" he asked quietly.

"I'm sure, yeah. I mean, they revive loads of babies who aren't breathing when they're born." I choked. Suddenly, the door opened and the nurse walked in. Michael shot up.

"Is everything okay?" he asked.

"Everything is fine, Mr Clifford. Would you like to meet your son?" she asked.

"Yes." He smiled. She left for a moment as Michael and I exchanged glances. A moment later, a hospital cot was wheeled in with Noah lying in it, asleep. Michael gently took him out and cradled him.

"Hey, buddy." He spoke gently.

"I'm so glad that you're okay." He sighed in relief as he gently kissed his head.

"He's so handsome." I smiled.

"He looks like you." Michael spoke, looking at me.

"I'm a dad." He grinned.

"Yeah. You're a dad." I smiled.

Ashton

"Do you want to hold your son?" the nurse asked me.

"Please." I smiled. The nurse gently placed him into my arms and I looked down at him. Suddenly, the door opened and Ashton rushed in.

"Oh, my god, I got the first flight back as soon as I heard-." He stopped as he saw him.

"I missed it." He choked. I shook my head.

"No, babe, you didn't, it's okay, he's only been alive for thirty seconds." I chuckled. He returned it as he sat down in the chair next to my bed.

"Can I hold him?" he asked.

"Of course." I nodded as I slowly moved forward. I extended my arms, bringing him out with them and placing him into Ashton's arms.

"Wow. He's perfect." He grinned at his son.

"What do you want to call him?" he asked, looking at me.

"I don't know. I thought, maybe, we could name him after my dad or after your step-dad, I didn't want to decide without you here." I shrugged.

"I like that idea." He nodded.

"We've got time to think about it." I spoke.

"Yeah. I just can't believe that he's ours." He smiled.