Stop Your Crying
Hello, so ever since I heard the story behind SOTT, it inspired me to write this. It is my first piece of writing. I plan on writing a series inspired by the songs from Harry’s new album. I also take requests, and I want to build my collection of writing. Shoot me a message, and feedback is greatly welcomed. Also, follow me and give ideas! I am also planning on writing a plus size/ curve story this weekend. I don’t have a set in stone storyline yet, so send me ideas
9 months ago, Harry received the best news of his life. His wife, Y/N was expecting their first child together. Harry remembered his wife’s shaky hands and nervous smile. He remembers her uneasiness when she muttered those two words that would change his life forever, “I’m pregnant.”
He remembers how his heart skipped a beat when he heard her speak those two little words. He remembered how he felt those wet, burning tears prick his eyes.
4 months ago, Harry and Y/N were in the doctor’s office, waiting for the doctor to come into the room to perform the ultra sound that will let them know if they should name the baby after his mum or her dad. Harry had a feeling that there would a second Anne in the world, and even though Y/N argued saying “no, Harry, we’re having a Richard.” Deep down, she knew that the baby that was growing inside of her was a girl with her hair color and his piercing green eyes.
When the doctor came into the room she greeted them, washed her hands and got straight to business. The doctor warned Y/N of the cold gel before she placed it on her growing, swelling belly. Y/N flinched, not because of the temperature of the gel, but because of excited, expectant father squeezing her hand.
Y/N looked at her husband, of a year and flashed him a bright smile when they heard their baby’s heartbeat. Harry was far more emotional than Y/N. Y/N was a strong person, and did not like to appear weak or emotion. There was always a joke between friends and family that Harry and Y/N were the perfect example how gender roles and characteristics in relationships were a sham.
However, Y/N did shed a tear when she found that out that in about 5 to 4 months there would be an Anne Katherine Styles. They were going to have a little girl. A little, delicate girl with her grandmother’s name, her mum’s hair, and her dad’s piercing green eyes.
But now, those memories seem like a lifetime away. Harry was supposed to helping his wife during late night feedings, and changes right now. He should not be laying in bed counting down the hours to his wife’s funeral.