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I was sitting on the couch watching orange is the new black, eating out of a pint of Ben & Jerry's ice cream (my favorite pregnancy craving) and cuddling up to my husband Harry's chest. I felt a sudden pain around my thighs, and my stomach churned. I started to sweat, and serious pains were spreading everywhere.
I realized at this moment that I was in labor, and that Harry needed to drive me to the hospital now.
"Harry, the baby is coming," I said in a calm, but out if breath voice.
"Are you sure, (Y/N)?" He asked, looking at me with such excitement in his emerald green eyes.
"I'm sure, Hazza," I replied, standing up with my hands on my baby girl.
He helped me up and we slowly wakes to the door. The hospital was a few miles away, and as soon as I was buckled in our car, he sped all the way to the hospital, his eyes determined on the road.
We arrived at the hospital, and Harry pulled a wheel chair up I the car and sped us inside, rushing us to our room.
I lay down, and spread my legs. Harry smiles and jogs to me, to hold my hand.
"(Y/N), you can do this babe. Breathe. Okay? Relax. Relax. Shhhhhh," he whispered huskily into my ear. His voice was so soothing to remedy the pain that was shooting through my whole body.
I moaned in pain, sweating and flexing and pushing every muscle in my body. Harry wiped the hair off of my neck that was stuck to my sweat, and planted a delicate kiss on my nose and forehead.
"We're almost there (Y/N)!!!" He exclaimed, jumping up and down a bit.
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Sorry to tease you, part two will be coming out tonight or tomorrow !!!! Hope you enjoyed! Thanks! :)
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Harry Imagines
FanfictionThese are lots of imagines of Harry Styles, member of One Direction. Please vote, comment and enjoy!
