Harry Styles Imagines.

My Family

I am woken up by a loud cry from the baby monitor on my nightstand.

I turn to my side and groan into Harry's arm, he chuckles and pats my back.

I think our baby's cry woke him up too.

"I'll get her here." He says and gets up to get our daughter Darcy.

"Hey baby. This is the fourth time you've woken up. Aren't you tired?" I hear Harry say as he picks her up carefully and rock her back and forth as she keeps crying.

He brings Darcy to our room and I move up to the headboard. He sits on the edge of the bed in front of me, while I take breast out to feed my hungry little monster.

He places her on my chest and positions my right boob on her open mouth, and she quickly starts sucking my nipple, making cute sucking noises.

I support her back with my arm, so her head is resting on the curve of my arm.

After she's all settled, I look at Harry who is looking at me with adoration.

"What?" I ask as I stroke Darcy's little head.

"Can you believe we made her?" He asks and I look down at the little human in my arms.

"I know right. I swear I gave birth yesterday. She is growing so much." I say and my husband chuckles.

After a while she's done sucking and her stomach is full, she pulls away from my chest and starts making baby noises. I put my breast back in as Harry takes her and settles her on his lap and pats her back softly so she can burp. When she is done, he places her between the bed and Harry crawls on the other side, so she is between us.

She is very excited right now, don't know what got her this excited, but she is.

She is blabbering something in her baby voice and language, and she is moving her arms and legs too much.

Harry is pretending he is understanding every single word she is saying. They both look so cute together. My two babies. I quickly snap a picture of them, but Harry sees the camera and smiles and places a big kiss on Darcy's cheek. I shut the phone and keep it under my pillow.

I turn to my side and place a big, fat, sloppy kiss on Darcy's cheek too, making her squeal and giggle.

I look at Harry who is again looking at me. I raise my brows at him in 'What's up' way.

"You both are beautiful. My two pretty girls." And I feel my cheeks heating up.

After four years and a daughter later, he still has the same effect on me as he did when we first met.

I roll my eyes at him and hide my face in our daughters neck. I feel her hand grip my hair tight and pull them.

"Ouch, baby. You pull don't hair. Darcy, ouch." I say and try to get her hand of my hair but she pulls just harder.

I feel Harry laugh loudly at what his daughter is doing. I glare at him and he somehow manages to get Darcy's hands off my hair.

He picks her up and lets her sit on his stomach. He bends his knees to support her back. She is rests her back on his meaty thighs and I rest my head on his shoulder.

I place a kiss on his shoulder, which he reciprocates by kissing the top of my head.

Soon, Darcy is sleepy and so are we. I swear she has energy more than me. This little girl never gets tired.

But right now, she is and we are thankful for that. It's almost 5 in the early morning. We have been playing with her for almost two hours now.

She finally sleeps on her father's chest while I sleep in his arms with my head on his shoulder. His one hand stroking my arm and his other stroking Darcy's back. My leg rests between his and my hand is on his stomach.

We all sleep peacefully. A deep, non-interrupted sleep. My little family...