You watched him from the doorway; your arms folded across your chest as he ducked his head and pressed his lips against her forehead. How he twisted her curls between his finger; how he smiled down at her as though there was nothing more precious on this earth. Tears pricked your eyes, as he lifted her hand to his mouth. Pressing gentle kisses against each one of her fingers, before turning the hand over, revealing her palm and pressing a kiss to that to.
Harry: You are my life, do you know that? I have never loved someone so much, or so hard. I have never fallen in love so quickly. I would die for you without a seconds thought, do you know that. You are my world.
This time he pressed a kiss to her nose; returning the smile that was being radiated at him. The sunlight filtered into the room making the dust particles dance and swim in the beams; creating the perfect ambiance.
Harry: I love you Darcy.
You move into the room on silent feet, your eyes wet as you reach him. His arms automatically folds around your waist, pulling you against him,
Harry: Thank you.
You: What for?
Harry: For giving me this. For loving me. For completing my world.
You share a quick kiss, before you both turn and look down at the grinning bundle. Your daughter, Darcy Louise Styles - five months.
