Harry Styles Mini Me

CH.10: Rose Gardens and Harry Potter

After the sixteen week gender sonogram, Harry sets the envelope with a slip of paper inside telling us our future—literally—inside the glove box very carefully and we set off to Gemma's flat to give them to her and to ask her if she would have the honor of planning and decorating for our gender reveal party. And to make sure she knows if she says yes that she's the only one we're trusting to know. I text her that we're on our way just to make sure that we're not intruding.
Harry places his hand on my knee and tsks at me. I noticed I had been bouncing my leg constantly while crafting this text to Gemma.

"She'll be so happy to do it, don't stress love, 't's not good for the babe." I nod. "I just don't want to dump this giant task on her..."
Harry puts his hand in my hair and pulls a bit, running his fingers through. "Stop bub. Gemma's the queen of planning Styles Family events. Let her do this for us. I mean, let her do it if you want to have the time of your life...." He gives a dramatic pause, sighing hugely for effect, "Now don't get mad but I want to ask you a question... a very important question." He glances at me nervously. I grin. Knowing what happens at baby showers I have a slight idea what he's about to ask me... "Alright, shoot." He presses his pointer and thumb together as if to get me to pay attention or what he's about to say is SUPER important.

"May I buy baby bean GUCCI? Pretty please?" I burst out laughing so hard I almost pee. "Of course Harry Styles wants to get his baby the most expensive and flashy baby clothes ever..." He throws his hand in the air. "HEY! They need to stand out, it's 2021! C'mon I'm Harry Styles, my child needs to look amazing." I laugh clasping my fingers around Harry's bicep. I can't believe he just used the 'I'm Harry Styles' card on me. "Shhh, babe calm down. Yes, you can buy them gucci. You're right." His smile spreads into a giant grin and starts bouncing excitedly in his seat. "Yay!"

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I drift off in the car and as I'm waking up the first thing I see is a golden arch over a garden. "Where'd we go?" I rasp. Harry chuckles. "We're at the UK rose garden." I grin. He's only brought me here on special occasions. This is our spot. And knock on wood, we've haven't been papped here yet. He gets out of the car, round the boot and opens my door, all gentlemanly. He helps me out. I smile. He's ass-kissing and he knows I know it. "What, what have you got up your sleeve Styles? What did you do?" He shrugs, playing it off. "C'mon you'll find out, c'mon." He wraps his arm around me, pulling me close, kissing my temple as we walk into the garden together, him protectively holding me and his child close.

After a long while, Hazza and I stop at a bench to rest because his hay fever is acting up around all these flowers. I make him take his meds and we just rest for a minute, waiting for it to work. Despite being so big and tall, Harry hunches a bit to lay his head on my shoulder. "I... don't want to be nosy," I start, "but I'm assuming your kissing up to me and there's a surprise coming somewhere today..." He kisses my hand. "Yeah... uh, there is. Remember how I was brainstorming with the others about that push present, baby moon thing?" I nod. "Yeah?" "Well I stayed up late with Lou thinking and he told me about this Harry Potter theme park. Like your Harry Potter world in the states. You can take a train ride around the park and get butter beer, go inside the castle and best of all, it's interactive so you can 'make magic'."

My eyes become saucers like a little kid on Christmas morning. "Harry, are you serious?" He nods looking like a bobble head and shows me his phone where proof of the tickets are sitting in his email. "Damn dude... I can't believe... you did this. I get to go to Hogwarts." He nods. I cuddle into his side, processing my gift. "Hey." He shifts. "Hmm?"

"You're a wizard, Harry." He throws his head back laughing. "Nice one snuggles."