What? Oh my goodness! Yes!
You were in the bathroom jumping around like a crazy person because you were pregnant! You just looked at the pregnancy test-and it showed positive!
You ran downstairs and engulfed Harry in a tight hug. He was, of course, surprised, seeing as how he was in the middle of making dinner.
"Um...Love?" he inquired, bewildered by your actions.
You giggled and backed away.
"We," you gushed, "are having a baby!"
His face lit up with delight as he grabbed a hold of your waist and spun you around in the air.
I get to have my very own baby—and with Harry!
"That's great news!" he exclaimed, putting you back down.
You nodded your head, and soon his soft, warm lips clashed into your own.
***about 9 months later***
You were with the boys at a live T.V. interview for a massive national television show. Harry was sitting beside you on the couch; you were on the end, because Harry thought it would be more comfortable for you. Liam was beside Harry, and Louis and Niall were on a separate couch that was placed right next to yours.
"So, Harry, we heard y/n is expecting soon," the interviewer stated.
Harry beamed at you and squeezed your hand tighter; he was already holding it in between the two of you-as always, that is.
"Yeah," he answered, "our little baby should be here any time now."
His gazing eyes never left yours.
Yup, any time is fine with me.
With a grin, the interviewer asked, "Is it a boy or a girl?"
Harry chuckled.
"We don't know yet; we wanted it to be a surprise."
"Yeah," you agreed, "we'll find out soon enough."
You had no idea how soon enough, but you soon did; all of a sudden, your water broke!
Ah! Geez! Really?! Here?! This had to happen here?! I take it back; I am definitely not fine with any time—so not.
A gush of water spread everywhere!
"Take a commercial break!" Harry prompted loudly.
They quickly changed it to a random kitty litter commercial. For once, you were grateful for kitty litter.
"Harry!" you began to panic with tears in your eyes.
"Shh... I'm right here. You're okay. We're going to go to the hospital now, okay?" he soothed, bringing you into his lap and soothingly rubbing his fingers over the back of your—shaking—hand.
Liam kneeled in front of you to help with whatever you needed and the boys were right by your side.
You just nodded and buried your head in his chest while he comfortingly stroked your hair.
***a car ride and about later***
"PUSH!!!" everyone instructed you.
You groaned loudly in pain one more time and gripped Harry's hand as hard as you could.
"There! You did it!" the doctor who was there congratulated happily.
You cried tears of joy as the nurse quickly cleaned your baby up, wrapped it in a pink blanket and handed it to you.
"Here's your baby girl."
That's right; she's my girl. She's my little daughter!
"She's beautiful." you whispered.
Harry whispered back, "She sure your is. We wanted a girl. Can I hold her?"
You nodded, and he lifted her away from you, cradling her in his arms.
"Do you have a name yet?" the doctor inquired.
"Yes," Harry said, "it's y/baby's/n."
"That's so cute!" the doctor complimented.
"Now," Harry grinned, "I have two babies: you and her."
You giggled, knowing you were the first, as he kissed you softly.
He knew exactly how to make every moment perfect.
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