A Love Story is Better With You: Baby Love - One Shot Series #5
Your morning had begun slowly. You had woken up to a cold mug of tea sitting by your bedside, with a little note, scribbled with Harry’s handwriting.
Morning my love, had to pop out to the grocery store, was going to make breakfast, and realized we didn’t have eggs among other things. I should be home soon, love you x -H
You sighed, leaning against the headboard, with a steady groan, placing a palm on your belly giving it a soft rub. “You better come soon, little bub. Mumma can barely move with you being so low” you chuckling, feeling a soft kick.
You grabbed your tea, taking a small sip, letting the cool liquid sooth your dry throat, before slowly swinging your legs over the bed,resting on the floor and waddling to the bathroom, to use the toilet and brush your teeth.
You were making your way down your stairs slowly, when you heard the front door close, and Harry’s head popped into the foyer.
“Oh, you’re up! Good morning gorgeous” he smiled, waiting for you to reach the bottom of the staircase before pecking your lips.
You chuckled dryly, before peeking into the brown grocery bags he held in his hands, fingers curling around the handles of the bag.
“Not feeling that gorgeous this morning, but thank you” you softly smiling, following him into the kitchen as you placed a hand on your hip, giving it a soft rub, while trying not to show your discomfort.
“You alright? How’s our little girl?” he smirked, pulling all the groceries out the brown bags, and placing the things that needed to be in the fridge, in the fridge along with other things in the cupboard.
“Backs just been playing up, feels really sore” you whispered, feeling a strange pain make it’s way down your back.
“And who said it was a girl?” you retorted.
“Fathers Intuition. Hasn’t to be a real thing, hmm?” he questioned and you clicked your tongue and nodded, just to wipe that smirk off his face.
“Mhm, alright, whatever you say, mister.”
You were sitting on the couch, snuggled into Harry with your feet planted up on Harry’s thighs as he softly rubbed them and kept his eyes focused on the telly, as Friends was playing reruns.
You suddenly closed your eyes, scrunching up your nose as a sharp pain made it’s way down your back and you winced through your teeth.
Harry’s brows furrowed, hands quickly stopping their movement on your feet and calves thinking he had hurt you.
“You sure you’re all right?” he questioned, sitting up more firmly, eyeing you suspiciously.
“Yeah, it was just this weird pain, I’ve never felt it before” you whispered, wiping your eyes as the tears suddenly appeared out of no where and you chuckled.
“I don’t even know why i’m crying”
He chuckled, leaning over kissing your forehead before standing up and cleaning up your two dirty mugs that were finished with tea.
The pains had died down for about an hour, but they came back when you decided to lay down on your bed to take a small nap, tiredness hooding your eyes.
“Crap” you winced, sitting up straight and pressing a palm to the bottom of your back.
“Harry?” you called, hoping he had heard you.
“Harry?!” you whimpered out, eyes closed trying to focus on your breathing as tears coated your eyes.
You had gotten up, just about to look for Harry as he stormed into the room.
“Hey, hey. You alright?” he cooed, making his way over to you, wiping at your wet cheeks as he pressed your head into his chest.
“It hurts so bad” you whimpered.
“Are you sure you don’t want me to call the midwife, you’ve been having these pains for a while, maybe you’re going into labor-”
You moaned lowly, leaning your head against the his chest, putting up your hand in attempt to get him to shush, and hush he did, as you swayed your hips back and forth.
“No, there isn’t a point!” you shouted suddenly, wiping the sweat off your forehead with the back of your hand as you swayed your hips back and forth.
It seemed that your sudden outburst had him push back a little and guilt immediately sat heavy on your chest.
“I’m sorry” you whispered. “I didn’t mean to shout, it just hurts so bad, and I didn’t mean to and now I feel bad-” you rambled, but he shook his head, bringing you closed to him again before pressing his lips to your forehead.
“Nothing to apologize for my love” he reassured.
You sniffled with a nod.
“It’s just, my water hasn’t broken, and they won’t admit me unless it has” you panted, suddenly feeling that pain creep it’s way down your back and through belly.
“Oh, shit” you panted.
Harry kept his place, right where he was as you leaned against him, swaying your hips back and forth.
“That’s good, just like that.” he praised, hearing your pant through the contraction.
You tearfully nodded, as he pressed a kiss to your forehead.
“I’m just so scared.” you whispered, shakily and he nodded.
“Me too, and that’s okay” he whispered, bringing you close, and rubbing your back.
“Leave me to be scared. You have nothing to be afraid of, you’re going to be safe. I’m right here. Let me be worried for the both of us”
You nodded, sniffling against him as another sharp pain was making it’s way down your back and you squeezed your eyes shut, biting into his shoulder.
“Breath with it” he spoke again softly into your ear, leading by example by ushering a few breaths and you followed.
“There you go” he whispered with a gentle smile.
You smiled, leaning your forehead against his shoulder.
“Can you imagine if we actually had our baby today?” you whispered, looking up at him with a tired smile.
“We’d finally get to meet our little bean” you sniffled, wiping at your eyes.
“I cannot wait” he gushed.
You smiled, wiping at your wet eyes, when a sudden feeling made it’s way in between your legs.
“Baby, did you just pee your pants?” he chuckled. “Not that it’s bad or anything, we could clean it up-”
Your eyes went wide, looking down, seeing a small pool of liquid between your two feet.
“I didn’t pee myself Harry. I think my water just broke” you let out, heart starting to race.
His eyes went wide for a second, face going pale.
“W-What?” he stuttered. “Are you sure you didn’t just pee yourself?”
“Harry!” you whimpered vulnerably, swatting at his chest as your back began to ache again and you groaned.
“Right, okay. okay. Your water broke” he spoke out again, mostly to just get the realization to sink in that today, the two of you would finally be having your baby.
He quickly grabbed his keys, and slipped on his shoes, quickly slipping on your flats for you, and helping you down the stairs.
“Okay, let’s go” he ushered, helping you out to the foyer and towards the door.
“Bag” you panted with closed eyes. “Hospital bag”
“Right, yes! Hospital bag” he checked, looking around and remembering you had it placed next to your night stand, in the bedroom. He quickly darted back up the stairs, skipping each step before barging into the room, heart pounding and grabbing the bag and slinging it over his shoulder and running downstairs.
“Got the bag, now lets go have ourselves a baby” he whispered, getting a soft smile from your and a kiss to your cheek.
You waddled your way out the hospital bathroom, in your hospital robe, and had the nurse help you tie the strings in the back.
“How do I look?” you softly joked, giving him a small spin, as you wiggled your toes in your warm socks, since the hospital floors were pretty chilly.
“So sexy” he smirked, planting a soft kiss on your lips and helping you into the bed.
“How are your contractions?” he checked, eyeing you but the nurse interrupted.
“Very good, about 3 to 4 minutes apart, which is good. Soon they’ll be getting closer. She’s a good 6 centimeters dialed, the last time I checked, so your little baby could be here any time soon” she smiled.
“Do you know the gender?” she questioned, looking at the computer, to fill in updated information.
“No, we decided we’d like to keep it a surprise” Harry smiled, stroking the hair off your forehead and smiling down at you.
“Oh, that’s excited” she gushed.
“Although, he is pretty adamant that it’s a girl” you chuckled, looking up at him with an eye roll.
“Claims it’s his fatherly intuition”
“Well, we’ll just have to see in a matter of a couple hours hopefully, if he’s right” she smiled, jotting down a couple more notes into your binder of information and putting it away.
“Alright, i’ll be back in a couple hours to check how you’re progressing, maybe sooner if your little bub decides to speed up the process a bit” she chuckled, excusing herself and leaving the room.
“I don’t know if I could do this anymore” you whispered, shaking your head from side to side as the tears slid down your cheeks.
“Harry I can’t do it. I can’t push” you panted, as he swept the tears off your cheeks.
“Yes you can baby, I know you can” he whispered, focusing his eyes just on you as the nurses and midwife began to situate everything in place, and begin to get ready for the process of getting you to push.
“I’m so scared” you whispered, fright lacing your voice, and in this very moment, Harry felt heartbroken.
Heartbroken because as much as he wanted to help you, he knew there was nothing he could do. He couldn’t take the pain away for you, he couldn’t do the pushing for you, he couldn’t do anything. The only thing he could do was be right by your side and encourage you and let you know that he was there.
“Look at me” he whispered, beyond all the commotion. “Baby, look at me.” he repeated, placing a hand on your cheek to gain your full attention.
“I know you can do it, and I know you’re scared, but you are so strong. The strongest woman I know. It’ll be a little bit of pushing and then we’ll finally see our little bub, the one we’ve been waiting for on months” he smiled. “I’m going to be right here beside you. You’re not alone. There’s no need to be scared, I’ll be scared for the both of us. You just take a deep breath and do what you do best, be strong” he whispered, pressing a kiss to your forehead.
“I’m right here, and I love you”
You sniffled, nodding your head, quickly knuckling at your eyes.
“I love you too, Harry”
“Alright sweetie, you ready to start pushing?” you midwife questioned with an excited smile.
“As ready as i’ll ever be” you replied, with a nervous chuckle.
“Alright, well follow your body. When you feel the need to push, just do it. Follow what your body tells you to do” she explained, and you nodded.
Seconds later, you felt a contraction start to come along and the sudden urge to push, was greater then ever.
“Perfect!” she encouraged. “Just like that, you’re doing beautifully!” she smiled.
“You’re doing so well baby, i love you” Harry smiled, stroking the hair out your face and gently patting it with a cool towel.
“Alright, one more time!” the nurse encouraged, grabbing onto your knee and counting down from ten, as you pushed with everything you had in you.
“I can’t!” you panted, slumping back, forehead all wet with sweat, tears rolling down your cheeks.
“I can’t do it. I can’t” you whimpered uselessly as Harry nodded his head.
“I know baby, I know you’re tired, but you’re so close” he whispered, with hope in his voice. “Our bub is only minutes away from getting here. You can do it, I know you can” he reassured, squeezing your hand tightly.
You felt another rush of a contraction make it’s way through your body, as you pushed as hard as you could.
“Agh, bloody hell!” you shouted.
“That’s beautiful! The head is out, would you like to see?” she questioned, with a smile.
You nodded, quickly, as Harry did as well and she brought out a mirror.
“Oh my!” you croaked, tears streaming down your face.
“Oh baby, look at all that hair” Harry croaked, tears streaming down his face, voice rattled with tears.
“Alright, now all i’m going to need from you for right now, is to pant. You’re going to want to push, but don’t. This is the part where the shoulders are going to come out. You may feel a burning sensation, but don’t push, I don’t want you to tear. So when you feel your next contraction come, just pant” she explained.
Harry stayed close next to you, one hand around your shoulders as his other hand was tightly in yours for you to squeeze at any moment needed.
“Oh, shoot!” you groaned, panting through gritted teeth, as you felt a burning sensation.
“That’s beautiful, just like that, shoulders are almost out!” she cheered, doing what she had to do.
“Agh, it burns!” you cried, moving your head into Harry’s shoulder, trying to withhold a scream.
“Alright!” the midwife edged on happily. “Here we are!” she called out happily, as the baby slid out and you released a sigh of relief as she placed the baby on your chest, as the baby wailed loudly.
“It’s a boy!” the nurse called out. “7:48 PM” another nurse called out, noting the time of his birth.
“A boy?” you breathed, shocked and overwhelmed.
“Oh my goodness, we have a boy!” Harry exclaimed, tears rolling down his cheeks as he pressed a soft kiss against your lips.
“Oh my gosh” you cried. “You’re so beautiful” you croaked wetly, swiping a finger down his chubby cheek as you sniffled.
“Oh my, hey little guy” Harry breathed.
“Oh sweetheart, you did so well. I’m so proud of you.” Harry grinned, cheeks wet but eyes holding such an amount of love and pride, you just couldn’t help but smile.
“Alright, 7 pounds and 9 ounces!” the midwife smiled, taking your little boy, after taking his length and weight before swaddling him up and handing him to you.
“Enjoy him, he’s beautiful” the nurse smiling, making sure you were comfortable and reassuring that if you needed anything, to just press the red caller button and someone would be down the assist.
You sniffled, wiping away at your eyes, as your little boy latched onto your chest, quite quickly before nuzzling close to you and suckling away.
Harry stirred awake, eyes going wide.
“Are you okay? Does something hurt?” he questioned, getting up from the uncomfortable chair, back a bit stiff before quickly walking over to you.
“No, no” you chuckled groggily, throat dry.
“He just latched on so quickly” you whispered, voice wavering. “I was so worried he wouldn’t, but he just started to whimper, and his lips were suckling together so I figured he was hungry, and he just went at it right away” you smiled, looking down at him.
“That’s my boy!” Harry smirked, lightening up the mood a bit and you rolled your eyes with a giggle.
“Oh shush” you whispered.
“What are we going to name him…” you questioned to yourself and to him. “We were so set on the idea that it’d probably be a girl, that we didn’t even think of that many boy names” you chuckled, looking up at Harry as the little boy ate away.
“Hmm, what about Oliver? We could call him Ollie?” he suggested.
You look down at the little boy and shrugged your shoulders.
“He doesn’t look like much of an Oliver to me.” you debated.
You heart stopped, as a name suddenly came to mind, and you felt as if it were perfect. You and Harry had spent a brief moment speaking of it months back, but thinking of the name, you just knew that it had to be his name.
“What about, Theodore?” you questioned, looking up at him. “We could call him Theo.”
“Theodore Styles…” he tested out.
After a moment of quite, he looked down and smiled at you.
“I love it” he whispered. “Our little Theo” he sniffled, swiping a finger down his cheek.
Harry was awoken to small little whimpers beside him. He cracked an eye open to see you deeply asleep, so he quietly got up and made his way to the little bassinet where Theo was laid.
“Hey, little guy” he whispered, careful to not wake you, since you needed the rest.
Harry gently placed his hand under his head and swiftly brought him close to his chest.
Grabbing the soft blanket, you two had brought from home, he sat down on the reclining chair, gently taking off his shirt, and placing Theo on his chest and covering them both with the soft blanket.
“Hey Theo…” he whispered, gently rocking back and forth.
“You’re so beautiful, gosh, I really did not think you were going to be a boy” he chuckled softly. “But i’m so glad, I can’t imagine it any other way” he whispered.
“I hope I’ll be a good daddy for you”
“I’ll promise to always be there for you, bud. I’ll be there to kiss the boo boo’s away, i’ll be there at all your football matches, if that’s what you decided you wanna play when you get a bit older. I promise i’ll always be there for a chat if you ever need one, but I promise to love you, no matter what you do, because you’ll always be my little boy” he whispered.
You were awoken to a gentle tap at the door. You cracked an eye open, seeing Harry with Theo in his arms, snuggled close as Anne popped her head in.
“Hello, hello!” you whispered excitingly, placing her bag down quickly and making her way to you, giving you a warm embrace, kissing your cheek before making her way over to Harry.
“Oh, goodness” she whispered, hands instantly covering her mouth as tears coated her eyes.
There was a moment of silence, before her eyes went wide.
“It’s a boy?!” she gasped quietly, eyes going wide, looking between the two of you, as she saw his bassinet with the words “It’s a boy!” labeled on the side.
“It’s a boy” you smiled, heart growing warm, as Anne placed her head on Harry’s shoulder, fawning over the new little member of the family.
“Can I hold him?” she wavered, clearing her throat to get rid of the shakiness of her voice.
“Of course, mum” Harry chuckled, waiting for her to quickly sanitize her hands before stepping beside him and having the baby placed into her hold.
He whimpered slightly, but once replaced in another pair of warm arms, he snuggled close, with a snuffled nose, before going back to sleep.
“Oh, he’s just beautiful” she gushed, running a finger down his cheek, before taking a seat on the edge of your bed.
“How was the delivery?” she questioned, looking up at you.
“It was hard.” you spoke truthfully. “If Harry hadn’t been there, I definitely wouldn’t have been able to do it” you softly smiled as he pressed a kiss to the side of your forehead.
There was a moment of silence, all eyes on Theo.
“So mum…” Harry started.
“We’d officially like for you to meet…Theodore Robin Styles” Harry whispered, eyeing you with a soft smile as Anne’s head shot up.
“What?” she whispered tearfully.
“Mhm” you whispered, wiping at your eyes.
“We figured it would play out well, he was such an amazing man, he was always there for Harry, and we want Theo to have a part of him.” you whispered, tears rattling your voice.
“Oh goodness, he would have loved it” she sniffled, looking up at the ceiling to try and contain her tears.
“Oh, mum” Harry whispered, sitting beside her and embracing her.
“Thank you, that’s just…so beautiful” she whispered. “I’m sure he loves it” she smiled softly, looking down at Theo.
“What a wonderful little boy…” she whispered.
Oh, but was she right, he really was a wonderful little boy.
here we have it, the birth of the first Styles’ baby, Little Theo! Hopefully you enjoyed, let me know what you thought, and if you have any requests be sure to send them to my ask box! lots of love x