are you my daddy?

5 styles

1st February 2019 (Harry’s 25th Birthday)

HARRY POV

Taylor had planned an ‘epic fiesta’ of a birthday party at our house in Rhode Island for my 25th birthday. She was flying in my family and friends from the UK as well as a bunch of friends from the US. It might be weird to have a party at the beach in the middle of winter, especially on the east coast, but it was a huge house and the kids loved it there, especially since I had set up basically a full playground in the yard.

Of course I technically didn’t know about any of these plans. It was meant to be a surprise. All I knew was that we were going to RI for the weekend for my birthday since I was in New York with the boys writing and recording our 8th album for two weeks and wouldn’t otherwise see my family for my birthday. Niall had let slip about the party when he started asking how long it took to get to RI.... he’s captain obvious sometimes. Liam tried to figure out an excuse but in the end they just made me promise to act surprise when I got there.

I left at 9.30am this Saturday morning, knowing the guys had gone last night and most people would be there already since apparently the party started at noon. I was driving myself up since it was only about 3 hours away.

TAYLOR POV

As far as I know everything is set up for the party. Harry’s closest friends and family are here and there is a stack of presents in the corner and loads of homemade cakes. I had decided to get a caterer to make all the party food for the day, apart from the cookies and cakes, since I had my hands busy with 2 kids and all the rest of the plans for the surprise party. Most of the guests had arrived at around 11.30, just for the day, but a select few were staying the night. This included the one direction boys plus their wives/girlfriends, Harry’s family, the 4 of us, Ed and Athina, and Karlie and Josh were staying over night which meant that I was making dinner for about 20 people tonight.

“Tay, I see a car pulling up!” I hear Karlie shout from her perch in the window with Livy.

“OK, everyone hide now!!” I say as I go to the door to greet Harry and try to stall him as long as possible with the kids.

I sent out the kids first, since they were desperate to see their dad

“Dadddeeeeeeeee! Happy Birthday!!” Livy squealed as she launched herself off the small set of stairs into his open arms. Lucas was unsure with the steps so just stood at the top clapping his hands and chanting ‘Daddy’s here!! Birthday time!! ’ over and over.

With both the kids in his arms, Harry came up to me. “Hello beautiful!” he said as he kissed me gently, but still making my legs feel like jelly.

“Happy Birthday babe!” I replied, running my hands through his unruly hair. “Let’s get out of this cold!”

As soon as we get into the house everyone jumps out with an almighty ‘HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!’ being heard all around.

Harry looked shocked, yet not that surprised which confused me slightly.... He started to greet everyone and get food while the kids ran off to play and I hung out with some of our friends.

-----LATER-----

“So, thanks for all coming out to Rhode Island to celebrate this momentous occasion. Harry is a quarter of a century old! So let’s all raise out glasses to the birthday boy” I said as we toasted Harry and had birthday cake.

“Thanks for this Tay; it’s really a great birthday party!” Harry said as he helped me climb off the chair I had been standing on.

“You knew, didn’t; you....” I see a flicker in his eyes. “Who told you? Actually it doesn’t matter that you knew. The most important thing is that you are enjoying yourself” I say

“Yeah....I might have known this was happening, but not on this scale or anything. It’s incredible, seriously amazing!” Harry gushed, making me smile.

“And you never know, I might have a few other surprises up my sleeves that nobody knows about.” I whisper mysteriously in his ear, making his jaw drop as I walk away.

HARRY POV

As everyone starts to leave, at about 5pm, I just stand there smiling thinking about how lucky I am to have such a wonderful wife who put so much effort into making my 25th so special.

“So Harry? Did you have a good birthday?” Gemma asked as we sat down in the living room, behind the kids watching cartoons.

“Yes, Gem. It’s been amazing. I was just thinking how lucky I am to have so many people who were willing to come out here for the day!” I reply

Taylor, Karlie, and my mum were all in the kitchen making Spaghetti and meatballs for dinner for us all; the boys were setting up Wii Rock band for us to play while their partners hung out in the living room with the kids, my step dad, Gemma, her husband and I.

It was only at 11pm that I was finally alone with Taylor. Well not completely alone as people were staying in all the guest rooms including the kids’ rooms, so the kids were bunking down on our floor, and the walls weren’t that thick in this house.

We sat down on the bed and I pulled Taylor towards me, kissing her head gently and thanking her for such a wonderful day.

“But you haven’t even had your present from me yet!” She exclaimed, pulling a small box from behind her back. I had received so many gifts already, including handmade items from the kids that I felt spoiled but was still extremely excited to see what Taylor had got me.

I smiled looking at the detail in the wrapping. “You really didn’t have to get me anything. The party was wonderful as is!” I told her

“Well....it’s not really, like, a fully complete present....more something that you need to...um....wait to have finished for a little while.” She replied, making me very confused.

I looked down at the box again and carefully removed the wrapping paper. Suddenly Taylor’s hand was on top of mine.

“Wait....you have to promise you won’t make too much noise when you see it. Ok?” She says, looking very serious.

“I promise.” I say sticking out my pinkie for her to shake, it was something Livy had picked up at school and we used it for everything.

I pulled the rest of the paper off and opened the box that was inside. There was a ring. It was very me, intricate and old. It had a large purple stone in the centre with 2 stones (1 light blue and one white) on one side, and one stone (dark royal blue) plus the settling for a stone on the other side. I looked at Taylor a little puzzled.

 “It’s all of our birthstones.” She said, with a shy grin growing on her face.

“But why...wait...what?” I say, trying to figure it out. Suddenly it clicks. “Taylor, why is there a spare spot?” I ask, smiling at her, trying to confirm my suspicions.

“Well...we have to wait for another 7 months or so to fill the last spot. I didn’t want to have to change it later, rather just get it filled when we know the exact month to get.” She explains, confirming what I thought even more as she laced her hand on her stomach.

“We are seriously having another kid?” I whisper giddily. Taylor just started nodding, tears building in her eyes as she smiled at me.

I pulled her onto his lap and placed my hand on top of hers on her stomach.

“5 Styles....watch out world!” I whisper in her ear, making her laugh. We fall asleep in each other’s arms that night, with my hand protectively placed on her flat stomach protecting the precious little cargo.

A/N: I'm in a cheesy mood tonight....obviously!! Happy Valentine's day!!