Wistful Paradise / H.S. [COMPLETE]

Forty-Two

October

Florence

BREAKING: Are Florence and Harry Styles going to be parents again?

It seems as if the it-couple Florence De Lucchi-Styles and Harry Styles are about to add an addition to their paradise life.

Only a week ago, Florence and Harry were seen together having lunch at the Beachfront in Los Angeles. Multiple fans spotted them and noticed how Harry seemed extremely protective and concerned about Florence's safety. Fans reported Florence was wearing baggy clothing which raised some suspicion.

Yesterday, Florence was seen leaving a Gucci store in London which confirmed our suspicions: there might be a baby on the way. While Florence chose to wear baggy clothing in Los Angeles with a large bomber, this time she was seen in London wearing a large woollen coat. Before getting into her car, some fans took a picture of her taking off her coat where a baby bump seemed to be visible. [see picture]

The picture was taken months after Florence held a truthful and emotional speech at the academy awards about losing their firstborn. This speech has opened conversations around the world about miscarriage and stillbirth.

One thing we know for sure is that we can't wait to meet their little child. Let us know what you think in the comments!

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"Harry!"

"Fuck, fuck, fuck, shit," I cursed, my heavy feet padding up the stairs. I got three steps up before Harry ran out of the room he was in to pack our bags.

"What?" He almost shouted, storming downstairs. His wide eyes stared into mine and the only thing I could do was show him my telephone.

He took my phone out of my hands and started reading the screen with furrowed eyebrows. I observed his face intently while biting on my lip. His expression, though it never changed, it worried me to some extent.

When he finished reading, he handed me back my phone. His demeanour changing into one of concern. "Alright. First of all, why are you not resting? Second, why were you cursing? I don't want our baby to come out of your womb with a foul mouth."

I rolled my eyes, still feeling stressed. "Harry, they know."

"It was meant to come out eventually, no?" Harry smugly joked, a soft grin playing on his lips and I could blame it on the pregnancy hormones but right now I wanted nothing more than to pull his hair out.

Harry has been keeping me on a bed or acting coy and smug around me during this pregnancy. I hated it.

"You don't understand, do you? We still have a month left, people are going to crowd us constantly."

Suddenly, I felt Harry's finger on my lips and before I knew it he pushed me towards the couch of our London home. "Why, just tell me why I had to go Christmas shopping in fucking October?"

Harry sat down with me, his hands covering the bump that was clearly visible in the clothes I was wearing. Around the house, I couldn't care less but out in the open, I covered my bump as best as I could.

"Because," Harry murmured, leaning down to press a kiss on my belly before looking up at me. "In a month we will be too busy taking care of our little girl so we won't have time for shopping."