Haylor One-Shots

For a Family

Harry's P.O.V

I watched my one true love fail, fail and fail over and over again. Today would have to be the worst day though. All I could see was her face as she turned over that little plastic stick to see another 'not pregnant' written on the screen. I stood up from my spot on our bathtub and pulled her into me as the stick fell from her grasp. The sudden noise made her flinch and as if on instinct or timer the tears began to fall. No one had any answers as to why we couldn't get pregnant. But after being married for almost four years and trying every single year of our marriage we were getting disheartened and there was no worse feeling than watching your wife struggle to do the one thing she wants more than anything. Have a child.

I met Taylor Alison Swift at the Teen Choice Awards in late 2011 and at the time she was a country princess coming off her massive Speak Now World Tour and I was part of a five boy band who had just been sent home from X-Factor UK along with my band mates, Louis, Liam, Niall and Zayn. We had arrived in Los Angeles for the Teen Choice Awards at Simon Cowell's insistence and looking back it was one of the best thing's he has ever made us do. That award show changed my life because that was where I met my future wife. Her blonde hair was flying behind her as she rushed to change for her performance as I came back from the bathroom. However I managed to stop her for a few seconds to exchange numbers and two months later we were dating.  Things went downhill from there for a bit as we broke up and she moved onto Connor Kennedy, of the famous Kennedy's and I threw myself into drinking and women. But all it did was make me miss her more we tried again at the end of 2012 but it went down in flames. Nothing we could do to save it. I fought for a year and we remained friends on her end but I was always hoping for more. Finally after she released her fifth album which was pop we came out to the world that we had been secretly dating for over six months. We were happy, nothing was changing anything and as a result we got married in the summer of 2015 in Nashville and it was beautiful. However our beautiful wedding was where our drama's started.

Taylor's P.O.V

Harry Edward Styles roared into my life in 2011 and he has stayed but more recently he has been my husband, dealing with my bad moods and non-partying habits since he was a huge party animal and I wasn't. I never had been and it wasn't going to change anytime soon. But this problem with conceiving a child was weighing us down. Nothing was working, we had tried everything that the doctors and nurses had suggested but nothing and so as I sat huddled into Harry's arms for what felt like the millionth time I found myself quietly whispering. "What about adoption?" to Harry who flung me from his chest and looked me in the eye. "You want?" he questioned, his eyes gleaming. I nodded and he pulled me close and we kissed. "I'll find a place." I nodded and stood from his lap to leave, but he pulled me back. "Where are you going Mrs Styles?" I laughed as we kissed and my hand slipped down to his package. "Nowhere Mr Styles, now where were we?" He laughed and pulled me up and onto the bed. Kissing me soundly as we soundlessly made out before he pushed into me causing a grunt.

Two weeks later we walked hand in hand into Mrs Foresters Adoption Agency, they housed forty children all ranging from newborn to eighteen years old. Harry and I had agreed to get whichever one took our fancy and we felt the instant connection to. Walking through the door I felt Harry grab my hand protectively, we glanced around the modern area and our eyes fell upon a blonde haired receptionist, walking forward we introduced ourselves and she had us fill in forms and stuff before we were shown to the children's areas starting with the teenagers, they had a game room. Harry wasted no time in moving forward while I stayed by the door, teenagers scared me a little, most of them were boys or men and they were bigger than me. Harry was making the rounds and after fifteen minutes came back to me and shook his head. "They're all waiting to turn eighteen so they can be alone." I nodded my head sympathetically and we moved to the library next door, the room was filled with pictures and books and felt like home. We both wandered inside and came across multiple children reading books and drawing pictures. The age range looked to be from five to fifteen but sadly after an hour reading books and stuff no one felt right so we left and headed towards the nursery room which was a built in playroom for the toddlers and pre-schoolers. Walking inside Harry moved towards the children playing with toys while I went for the babies. Some of them were tiny, I was just about to move away when a little voice spoke to me. I looked around but couldn't see anyone. "Down here." The voice called again and I sat down and peered under the cots. Smiling at what I saw a little girl with dirty blonde hair and big blue eyes looked at me as I reached my hands in to help her out. "No don't please, they pick on me here." My heart went out to her and I felt numb. Harry soon joined and within five minutes she was sitting on our knees telling us about herself.

Harry's P.O.V

Taylor was in her element talking to Becca, you could tell from the way she spoke that she was born to be a mom. I talked to Becca and honestly I loved her to pieces. I could see Taylor looking at me and I nodded to indicate that if she wanted her Becca was it. Walking away to look at the babies nearby I came across one that looked like Becca, she was tiny and her name said she was Hayley. I bent down and examined her and the tuffs of blonde hair that were making their way out of her head. She was tiny. Scooping her up into my huge hands I felt like she was the most delicate thing ever. "Hey Tay..." I called. She stood and walked over, Becca followed. "Oh you found Hayley." Becca said as she walked closer. I nodded and Taylor looked at me as I cradled Hayley. Sure we hadn't ever thought about adopting two but we wanted lots of kids not just one so why not? Luckily Taylor thought the same because eventually when we said goodbye to Becca and put Hayley back in her cot we walked back to reception and filled out the paperwork to adopt both girls. "You ready for more girls in the house?" Taylor teased me but I could see the joy in her eyes.  "Absolutely. Are you ready to be a mom?" She nodded and kissed me. I knew she was excited.

Two days later we picked up Becca and Hayley from the adoption agency, strapping the baby capsule and Becca's car seat in the night before had been a fun experience and so had setting up the bedrooms, well one nursery and one bedroom. We found out that Becca was three years old and Hayley was four months old and so tiny. I had already been dragged out shopping for all the baby nesecities. We had to buy a cot, bassinet, single bed, draws, toys, clothes, baby bath, bath toys, bottles, formula, food and everything in between not to mention get a pram for Hayley and a stroller for Becca. Walking into the agency after two days of madness felt amazing, to think of all the work we had done for our two special girls but the thing that had amazed me the most was when I saw all the tiny outfits that Taylor had gotten for Hayley they belonged on a doll but now those clothes were for my daughter and Becca's clothes were amazing and small as well but as Taylor pointed out they were three years and four months old. I picked up Becca while I watched Taylor cradle Hayley, they looked amazing together and so natural. After a little more paperwork we headed home. "You ready for the rest of your life Taylor?" She turned and looked at me with such love before looking to the backseat. "I'm ready because I love you and our family." Smiling I cast my eyes over the car watching Hayley's little body lift and drop with each breath she took and Becca smile as she slept peacefully.