*Austin's p.o.v.*

"The patient is pregnant, sir.. The stomach pump will fatally harm the fetus..." The doctor sighed deeply, his words hitting me so hard I had to take a step back to keep my balance. I wasn't sure I heard him right, I couldn't have.

"W-What?" I stutter in response, nearly tripping over my words.

The doctor cocks his head as he looks at me, putting the pieces together that I didn't know. "I see," he mumbled to himself, opening up the beige folder he had in his hands to scribble something down.

While he was so calmly doing this, I felt myself with my mouth hanging open, failing to get anything out passed the shocked membrane that has surrounded my head. I had to have imagined what he just said. He didn't actually say it, did he?

"I'll wait until the patient, Hazel, wakes up before I explain the process from here on out, but I can tell you that we have found she is about four... five weeks along," the doctor spoke as he moved so he was standing up straight again and holding the folder at his side.

My head was spinning and it felt like my brain was bouncing off the walls of my skull. But at the same time my heart was trying to push it's way out of my chest. "...Pregnant," I repeat in a whisper, disbelieving what this man just said. But at the same time I felt warm when I did believe... Hazel's pregnant. A baby. She's pregnant with a baby. No, my baby.

"Congratulations," the doctor flashed a quick smile, reaching to pat my on the shoulder before he left, leaving me standing there, stunned.

"Pregnant..." I repeat to myself, trying to process it. But I just couldn't. So much so I completely forgot about Sam's presence as I pushed myself away from the waiting room, heading straight to the room I know Hazel is in.

I don't care that she's not awake, I don't even care if I'm not supposed to be in there right now. I do not care.

I rush into her room, relieved when I see no one is in it, but then feel like I was hit with a bag of bricks when I saw her laying alone in the bed. She looked pale and sick hooked up to the heart monitor, but I was so relieved to see her safe and alive. I wanted to be mad at her for being so stupid last night and getting drunk, but as I made my way over and sunk down into the chair by her bed, I couldn't be.

But then I felt tears grow in my eyes and angrily wiped at them. I probably look like a lost idiot right now, but again, I don't care.

I reach over and grab one of Hazel's hands, holding it tight between mine even though she doesn't squeeze back. I look at her peaceful face, then down to her stomach that was hidden under the blanket. There is a baby in there. My baby.

It took me a minute to process, but when I did, I let my head fall down and rest on the edge of the bed. I've always wanted kids, hell, I want a hundred of them. Before I met Hazel I was so ready to find someone, but never thought I would. Especially when I was constantly around my band and all their girlfriends. I was so jealous, but then I met Hazel. And I can tell you now she's the absolute love of my life, even with everything we've been through together; I've only ever grown to love her more. I've thought about settling down with her many times, knowing she's the one, but now that it's happening... I can't wrap my head around it.

We are just about to release a new album, which means long and excessive amount of touring. I can't do that when Hazel's pregnant, but I also just can't not do that. I feel stuck, the time crashing around me with my thoughts. Will I be a bad father? How will I support them without being in the band? But how will I continue touring and writing without them?

Letting out a shaky sigh, I lifted my head back up, this time looking up to the white ceiling. I felt stupid for doing this, but also I had to. I always used to go to my mom when I had problems. And I need her now. "Mom.." I started, my voice shaky as I squeezed my eyes shut. "I wish you were here," I breathed out. "Hazel's pregnant and... and.." I tried to think of the 'and', but honestly I couldn't find a problem with it. "..And I don't know what to do.. What if I'm not good enough?"

My mom always wanted grandchildren. She'd always talk about the day she'd get to meet her little granddaughter or grandson and be called Grandma for the first time. And then she'd say how she felt so old, but would say she'd be okay with time traveling into the future to see me with my child. It made me sad to know she'll never get to.

She said I'd be the best father in the world because she knew how much I loved kids and how much I learned from my own childhood. But what if I'm not there enough for them? What if I miss out on a lot?

No. No, I won't let that happen. I'd rather get hit by a bus. This is a miracle that I've been handed and god dammit, I am not going to doubt myself. My mother wouldn't want me to do that.
I'm going to make it work. I'm going to be the best fucking dad ever because this is what I've always wanted and we all deserve it. I'm finally getting what I've always wished for with the only person I could ever want it with. This is good. This is so fucking good.
I light chuckle of disbelief came out of me while the corners of my mouth perked up. I reached over and slid one of my hands over the spot where Hazel's stomach would be, taking in the idea of my baby inside there.

My heart swelled with an almost overwhelming sense of love and excitement. I could basically taste the amazing future laying in front of me. One with Hazel and our perfect little baby.
I'll be able to take care of her as her stomach grows. I will soon be able to feel my little one. She'll give birth and I'll be able to see the baby, then hold it and raise it to be the best fucking person ever. I'll spoil our baby and teach it everything my mom ever taught me. We'll be a family.

And life will be so fucking good.

"I love you," I said aloud, directing it to not only towards Hazel, but my mom and the perfect little baby that she'll be able to watch over all his or her life.

I know Hazel is lying in a hospital bed and I know things may be tough and she may take a while to adjust to the news, but right now, I couldn't be happier. Or more in love.

My next words I directed towards Hazel's stomach, even though the baby probably can't hear me. "And I'm gona be such a good dad to you. Everything I do, I'll do for you. You are gona be my everything. I will love you so, so much... I already do."

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"Hazel, baby, please come on. We've got to get you to the hospital," I pleaded, voice hoarse from the sadness choking me up as Hazel hung onto my side, weeping as I tried to get her into a pair of my sweatpants.

Her body was flailing a bit and her breaths were in a short, sharp wheeze as she mumbled things barely understandable between cries. "M-My b-baby... It... h-hurts," her breathing was coming at a fast rate from her sobs and I felt tears of my own pooling up but I didn't let myself give way to them. I had to focus and get Hazel to the hospital. This is business. There is no time for any other thoughts.

"Hazel, put your leg in here," my voice switches tones in it's demand, trying so hard to hold Hazel up because I can feel her begging to collapse as I try to help her step into the sweatpants.

Her arm hooks around my neck and thankfully her legs get in the right pant hole so I can pull them up on her. I didn't hesitate to start to head towards the door, swinging it open and quickly moving with Hazel down the hall. That is until I remember about her sister.

As I'm passing her door, I pound my fist on it hard enough to wake her up, but still don't stop moving towards the stairs. It takes a little longer to get down these, my pace a lot faster than Hazel who was trying to go as fast as she could, but couldn't take more than one step at a time.

"Austin?" I hear Sydney's voice groggy from the top of the stairs. "What's going on?"

I move to lean down and swipe Hazel off my feet, picking her up to go faster. "I need to get Hazel to the hospital. I don't have time," I spit out my words, full with panic, afraid if I don't get her there now that- no. I can't even think it.

"Oh.. Oh my God," Syd was instantly awake. "I'll come. I have to come."

She started to follow me down the stairs, but when I got to the bottom, I shook my head. "No, you need to stay here with your dad. I've got her. Just have your phone ready."

Syd agrees, knowing not to argue with me as she grabs my shoes and keys for me. "Wait," she says, running to the kitchen and quickly ripping something off the fridge. "This has my number on it."

I was relieved that she was smart enough to remember that, grabbing it quickly from her hand.
I barely even slide on my shoes before snatching the keys from her, giving Syd a nod, then hurrying out to the car with Hazel in my arms.

It's pouring rain, making it even harder to see as I stumble to try and find the unlock button with my hand that is under Hazel's body. But I soon find it, watching the lights of the car flash when I do.

I quickly open the passenger door and gently lay Hazel down in the seat. She immediately curls up, holding her stomach as she tears still roll down her face. I swallowed down any bad thoughts, not letting them effect me as I shut her door and ran to the drivers side. I can deal with the bad thoughts later. After I know they're safe. After I get Hazel to the hospital.

Twisting the keys in the ignition, I pull out of their driveway as fast as I can, not even caring that I'm speeding as I rush down the wet street. Luckily barely anyone is driving, but unluckily, I have no idea where the nearby hospital is and I can't see shit past the rain to make out any signs.

Thinking fast, I reach for my phone and the card that had Syd's number on it. It is a little difficult to drive and do this, so I slow down, not knowing where I'm going anyway. As soon as I type in her number I bring the phone up to my ear, starting to drive down the road again.

"Austin? Is everything okay?" Syd answers.

"Where's the nearest hospital?" I get straight to the point, rounding a sharp turn as I did.

"Uh," Syd thinks. "Take 3rd Avenue down until you get to East Madison Street and just keep going straight until you see it. It's not far," she rushes out the directions and I take another sharp turn onto 3rd Avenue.

"Kay, thanks," I rush out, ending the call when I hear her say to focus on driving and hang up.

I throw my phone into the console compartment, turning to look and see how Hazel is doing. Her cries have softened to just whimpers, but she is still clutching her body like she is in a lot of pain.

This only made me press on the gas pedal harder, feeling kind of hopeless, but also just trying to convince myself there was a chance. Because there is a chance. "We're almost there, Hazel. Every thing is going to be alright."

It wasn't a long drive to the hospital, thankfully, and soon I was pulling in fast to a parking spot, ending up taking up two spots, and putting the car in park. I jumped out of the drivers seat, not hesitating to rush around and open Hazel's door for her.

She was already starting to get up out of her seat, so I took her hand that was reaching out for me and helped her up. I shut her door for her and her arm went to hold on tight to my waist, using my body for support as I walked her to the emergency entrance doors.

When we walked inside it was like any other hospital, bright white and light blue walls with a desk not far from the doors with receptionists and nurses standing at it. Their attention was on us as we came up to them. "I think.." My voice was no longer strong like I had tried to make it for Hazel, knowing that I had to explain to the nurses. "Somethings wrong with the pregnancy. She's bleeding... I-I... Our baby.."

The nurses rushed from the other side of the desk to join Hazel at her other side, helping her stand, too. "Okay, Sir, we will take her into our nearest room to see the doctor. You can wait out here or come with us if you'd like," one nurse said while the other grabbed a folder and went to head to the room to get it ready.

"Austin.." Hazel pleaded, thinking that I might not come with.

"I'm coming," I stated, there was no way I was letting them take her alone and leave me here.

The nurse nodded and signaled me to follow her as I held tight onto Hazel's hand. My hands were sweaty and my heart was thumping in my throat with fear as we walked down the hall to the room. I tried to keep my composure and stay strong for Hazel as we went inside and helped her onto the bed that had a rolling monitor next to it.

When Hazel quickly got situated on it I joined her side, holding onto her hand still as the nurses started to play with the monitor and tug off the sweatpants I had put on her while at the same time rolling up her shirt. "Okay, honey, on a scale of one to ten how bad are the cramps you're feeling right now?" One asked. I wanted to know how she knew Hazel had cramps, but then it hit me that that must be the mandatory question they ask all people who come in pregnant and bleeding.

Oh my God. I felt my heart beat painfully, sending cold shivers down my spine. This can't be happening.

"N-Nine," Hazel breathed and I tried to rub the skin on her hand for comfort.

The nurse nodded, her face solemn. I stared at her to try and see if she would change expressions to give something away, but got nothing. I just wanted to hear her say something like 'it's normal. This happens to a lot of pregnant women.'

But I know that this is not normal and that will not happen.

"Okay, the doctor is going to come in and check on everything to confirm," the nurse said in a quiet voice and my heart fell even farther into my stomach.

Confirm what?

Hazel's eyes squeezed shut and I know she's feeling the same thing I am. And my mask to be strong is slowly slipping.

But then, a woman in a white, long jacket walked in, giving us both a warm, sad smile. She didn't say anything as she squirted some hand sanitizer into her palms and rubbed her hands together quickly before grabbing some equipment. I recognized it as ultrasound equipment.

I know there is another type of ultrasound where they stick the thing... inside you, but I guess Hazel was far enough along that they didn't need that one.

It was already hooked up to the monitor, so all she had to do was bring it over and press some buttons. "This might be a little cold," she said to Hazel as she squirted some clear lube onto her stomach before bringing the transducer down onto her stomach and moving it around.

I looked up to the monitor that had a black and gray image appear on it, still gripping Hazel's hand as I watched, wishing so badly things could be different so this could be the first time I saw my little Jelly Bean.

The room was deadly silence, eerie almost. My head was spinning out of control and I had no idea what to do with myself besides bounce my legs up and down to try and stay calm. That is until the doctor turned off the monitor and with no words, took the transducer off of Hazel's stomach.

She looked down for a moment before taking in a big sigh and turning to us. "I'm sorry... I can't seem to find a heart beat."

Notes

from when Austin found out about the baby to when Austin found out about losing it </3

Ahh don't hate me c:

I wrote this chapter really fast at like one sitting so it might have not lived up to your expectations, but I hope that's not so! Also, I really don't know like anything about pregnancies and stuff so i apologize if I got some info wrong.. lol.

I think there will only be ONE more chapter left. Maybe two? I'm not exactly sure but I will have the sequel up very soon!

I'm sorry for doing this to Austin and Hazel! What do you think will happen! Let me know <3