Basically the life I dream of having if I was lonely and needed Harry to give me love.
One-shots/imagines/blurbs about Harry Styles.
Y/N - Your name because you're the cutest
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Synopsis: Just some wholesome first time dad moments in the first few years
Harry loved being a dad. It was his favourite job in the entire world which said a lot since he loved his actual job of being a musician.
When his little love bug, Billie, was born he didn't think it were possible to love anymore than he did with the people close to him but Billie changed that completely.
She came into the world at a time when the stars glimmered in the sky and the moon shone so bright, a stream of light came in through the small window of their hospital room. Y/N had been induced four hours ago and was soon to be pushing the little girl out into the world.
Harry was at her side constantly to the point where nurses had to pry him away so they could run tests on Y/N to make sure she was ready to give birth. "Are you alright m'love?" Harry murmured, pushing Y/N's hair back as she tried to calm herself down.
"M scared." She whispered, she had been worried the entire pregnancy about being a mother. Harry understood entirely because although they were both young and first time parents, being a father was entirely different to being a mother.
"You're going to be the best mama, darling, she's going to be glued to you as soon as she's here." Harry assured her.
Billie was born a teeny baby and Harry kept calling her 'Billie the Bean' for months afterwards due to how small she was. The midwives placed the screaming baby onto her mother's chest and Y/N sobbed at the sight of her. She had tiny fingers that clung to her skin and her nose wriggled as she opened her mouth to announce her arrival in high pitch screeches.
"She's perfect Harry," Y/N sobbed, Harry was crying with her. His heart was so full of love he thought it might burst. He'd never loved as hard as he did in that very moment.
"Y'did it baby," Harry pushed back Y/N's hair from her forehead, "Such a strong girl or should I say mama,"
Y/N smiled despite the pain she was in and they both looked down at their daughter in awe. "Hi Billie." Y/N cooed.
A day or two later, they bought Billie home. She was sleeping as usual but as soon as she woke up, revealing her green eyes, Harry rested her on his bare chest and carried her in his hand as she rested on his chest, his other hand holding her back as she curled into him. "Okay bean, let me give you a house tour." He murmured and began to walk into each room and explain in great detail every part of the house.
"This is gonna be your play room when you're a bit bigger. Mama says we have to wait until we can get you a wooden kitchen but I won't deprive you for too long m'love." He says and closes the door to the spare room.
"This is your nursery, but you'll be sleeping with mama and papa for a while because you're too little to be alone and I don't want to be away from you anyway." He says, "Look this is papa's album, I got you one for free because... I made it." He pulls out his recent album on CD.
