Omg can you imagine Harry being a dad. I mean of course you can. Just imagine how excited he’d be when you’ll tell him that you’re pregnant. He wouldn’t stop kissing your stomach repeatedly as he’ll whispers ‘daddy loves you’ and ‘come fast’.
And when he’ll notice your baby bump in sure he’d cry. He’d cry because of the baby that’s resting in your stomach safely which you and he created after nights and nights of making love. He’ll kneel down in front of you and will press his ear against your bump even if it’s just a tiny bump.
He’ll bring lots and lots of baby products and will spoil the baby rotten even from the very before till the baby is born.
He will read books, how to handle your mood swings. And I’m sure he’ll succeed in that. He’s gonna be one of a patient husband and a dad. Trying to be as lovely and patience as he can be.
He will run you warm baths and will give your foot massages when they’re swollen and numb. He will spoil you with chocolates and Nutella and will soothe you telling you how much he loves you when you’ll complain about how fat you’ve become or how big your boobs have got.
He will always cope with you somehow.
And finally when the day will arrive. When you’ll Go in labour, he’ll be by your side the whole time. Letting you squeeze his hand or scratch it because of the pain. He will cry with you when you’ll scream while pushing the baby out your vagina because he cannot see you in pain .
But most importantly, he’ll be the happiest man alive when he’ll see the little head out of the whole. His eyes once again will fill up with tears when the squeals and cries of his baby will fill up his ears.
He’s gonna stop dead in his tracks when the nurse I’ll walk to him carrying his baby wrapped up in blanket like a cocoon. His hands will shake when he’ll put them beneath the little bundle of joy and carries the little one in his arms.
Happy tears will leave his eyes and he’ll kiss the forehead of tiny human in his arms and then yours who’s been extremely strong through the unbearable pain.
“Welcome home bubba” he’ll whisper and will continue to pepper babies head with kisses from time to time.
And there he couldn’t be more happy. Harry styles finally will have a family of his own.
He didn’t know what to say. All he did was stare at the small figure sitting across the from from him. She was pale and eyes red from crying. He didn’t mean to make a mess of the situation. Harry just has an emotional heart and says what he feels.
“You can stop looking at me. It’s making me uncomfortable,” she turned to the side a bit to avoid his gaze. Harry didn’t respond but just continued to look at her. (Y/N) coughed and blew her nose, her throat still hurting from practically screaming five minutes earlier. Harry noticed that she started to shiver and immediately got up and got her a blanket.
“I don’t know how much longer we can keep this up (Y/N). It seems like we’re just a poison to each other,” Harry went on. (Y/N) sighed and slumped her shoulders not satisfied that they would continue to have a discussion. Harry knelt down next to her grabbing her small hand in his big one. He brought it to his lips and let them linger for a couple seconds.
It didn’t take much for her to burst out into tears again. “I just want to be able to love you without any consequences. Without any worries,” she mumbled through her cries. Harry started to feel the tears building up at the corners of his eyes.
“Listen I love you. I love everything about you and nothing will ever change that. It’s just not healthy for us to be together if this is how it’s going to be. We shouted at each other so loud I maybe be going a little def,” Harry joked. It got a little congested laugh out of (Y/N)’s mouth. You could see it in both of their eyes. They were in complete utter love. That was the truth, and everyone knew it.
“You’re the best thing that’s ever happened to me. But you’re right, we have to let go.”
The tears continued and even Harry’s tears finally let go and fell down his face. He moved (Y/N) slightly over on the couch so he could sit next to her and cuddle his baby doll one last time. She rested her head on Harry’s chest getting comfortable. He kissed the top of it and stroked her hair.
“The world will bring us together again. When we’re better for each other.”
“Ow ow ow,” Lou was curling my hair for the show tonight. I kept moving around so the curling iron kept touching my ear. I’m so twitchy I feel sorry for her having to deal with me.
“Love please sit still , you’re going to go out there with burns on your face,” I nodded trying my best not to move around. I was on tour with one direction and we are in the middle of the tour.
“Even with burns you would still be absolutely beautiful (Y/N),” Harry winked at me pulling away from his conversation with the boys. I blushed so hard I probably looked like a tomato.
“You’re not so bad yourself,” I said feeling a little confident. He walked over to me getting close and touching his torso to mine. He was messing around with me and my hair making me laugh. Although Lou was not having it.
“Harry! I’m going to burn this girl if you keep making her move,” he put his hands up on defense walking away laughing.
“Is there something going on there?” I stayed silent not sure what to tell my hair stylist. I looked at Harry crouching over minding his own business. “I don’t know, but he has a really nice butt,” I said.
Harry looked over at me smiling, and embarrassment washed over my face when I realized he had heard me.
“Take me to dinner first.” I face palmed almost giving Lou another opportunity to burn me. Louis and Niall caught on to the conversation making fun of me and my red face.