Harry Styles Oneshots

A new chapter

Y/N sat on the edge of her bed, the morning sun streaming through the window, casting a warm glow in her cozy room. She stared at the small white stick on her nightstand, her heart racing. She had taken the test just moments before, and now the reality of what it meant was beginning to sink in.

"Positive." The word echoed in her mind. She felt a mix of excitement and anxiety wash over her.

Just a few months into her relationship with Harry Styles, everything had felt perfect. Their connection had deepened quickly, filled with laughter, adventure, and late-night conversations under the stars. But now, this unexpected twist could change everything.

Taking a deep breath, Y/N picked up her phone and texted Harry: Can we talk?

A few moments later, her phone buzzed. Of course! I'll be over in 20.

Pacing the room, Y/N felt the weight of the moment pressing down on her. What would Harry say? How would he react? They had talked about their future, but a baby was a huge leap.

When Harry arrived, he knocked softly on the door, and Y/N felt a flutter in her stomach. She opened it to find him standing there with a bright smile, holding a bouquet of her favorite flowers.

"Surprise!" he said, beaming. "I thought you could use a little cheer today."

Her heart melted at the sight of him. "Thank you, Harry. That's so sweet."

He stepped inside, his expression turning serious as he sensed her unease. "What's going on? You look a bit... off."

Y/N took a deep breath, gathering her courage. "I have something important to tell you."

"Okay," he replied, concern creeping into his voice. "What is it?"

"I took a pregnancy test this morning," she said, her voice trembling. "And it's positive."

Harry's eyes widened in surprise. For a moment, he was silent, processing the news. "Wow. Are you... are you sure?"

"Yeah, I'm sure," she replied, her heart racing. "I took another one just to be certain."

He ran a hand through his hair, trying to absorb the information. "How are you feeling about it?"

"I don't know," she admitted. "I'm excited but also scared. I never thought this would happen so soon."

Harry stepped closer, taking her hands in his. "We'll figure this out together, okay? I'm here for you."

Y/N looked into his eyes, searching for reassurance. "What if we're not ready for this?"

"Maybe we're not, but we can learn," he said softly. "I want to be there for you and for our baby. We'll take it one step at a time."

Tears filled Y/N's eyes as she felt the warmth of his support. "You really mean that?"

"Of course I do. You're everything to me, and so is this baby," he replied, squeezing her hands. "We'll make it work. I promise."

Over the next few days, they talked openly about their feelings and concerns. Harry was determined to be involved, attending doctor's appointments with Y/N and asking questions about what to expect. They shared their dreams for their future family, talking about names, nursery colors, and what kind of parents they wanted to be.

As the weeks passed, Y/N's initial anxiety began to transform into excitement. She loved watching Harry take on the role of a supportive partner—his tenderness when he placed his hand on her growing belly and his eagerness to learn about parenting made her heart swell.

One evening, they sat on the couch, wrapped in each other's arms. Harry was reading a parenting book, trying to absorb as much information as he could. "Did you know that babies can hear music in the womb?" he asked, glancing up at Y/N with a playful grin.

"Really?" she replied, her interest piqued. "What do you suggest we play for our little one?"

Harry thought for a moment, then smirked. "How about my latest album? I hear it's a hit."

Y/N laughed, the sound echoing through the cozy living room. "Sure, let's introduce them to the magic of Harry Styles early on."

As they listened to the soft melodies together, Y/N felt a warmth spreading through her. This was her life now—a life filled with love, laughter, and the promise of new beginnings.

But with every joy came challenges. As Y/N's pregnancy progressed, the media caught wind of the news. Tabloids speculated about their relationship, with headlines like "Harry Styles Expecting a Baby: Who's the Mother?" and "The Baby Bombshell: Is Y/N Ready for Fame?" It felt overwhelming, and Y/N struggled with the idea of raising a child in the public eye.

One evening, after a particularly difficult day of dealing with relentless rumors, Y/N broke down in tears. "I don't know if I can handle this, Harry. The pressure is so intense."

He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close. "I wish I could take it all away. But we can create a safe space for our family. Just focus on us, on what we want."

Y/N nodded, finding comfort in his words. "I just want our baby to feel loved and protected."

"You will be an incredible mom," he assured her, wiping away her tears. "And I'll do everything I can to support you both."

As their due date approached, Y/N and Harry grew more connected than ever. They set up a nursery filled with soft colors, baby books, and toys, eagerly anticipating their little one's arrival. Friends and family showered them with love and support, and they felt ready to embrace parenthood together.

Finally, the day arrived. Y/N went into labor, and Harry was right by her side, holding her hand and encouraging her through every contraction. The hospital room buzzed with excitement, and when their baby finally entered the world, a wave of love washed over them.

"It's a girl!" the doctor announced, placing the tiny bundle in Y/N's arms.

Tears of joy streamed down Y/N's face as she looked down at her daughter. "She's perfect."

Harry leaned in, awestruck. "Look at her. She has your eyes."

In that moment, Y/N felt an overwhelming sense of completeness. They had created something beautiful together, and the challenges they had faced only strengthened their bond.

As they settled into their new roles as parents, they embraced the chaos and joy that came with raising a child. Harry's dedication to being a present father was unwavering, and Y/N cherished the little moments they shared as a family.

One night, after putting their daughter to bed, Harry and Y/N sat together on the couch, exhausted but filled with love. "Can you believe we're parents?" Harry said, a smile spreading across his face.

"It still feels surreal," Y/N admitted, leaning her head against his shoulder. "But I wouldn't change it for anything."

As they watched the stars twinkle outside, Y/N realized that this was just the beginning of their journey—a journey filled with love, laughter, and the adventure of parenthood.

With Harry by her side, she felt ready to take on anything the world threw at them, knowing that their love would guide them through every challenge and joy that lay ahead.