Until You're Mine 》Harry Styles

chapter twenty seven

song: flicker

artist: niall horan

Soon it was seven and I had started cooking dinner with Darcy laying in the living room on the carpet playing with her little toys, the evening news on in the background.

The meat smelled so good and it had me yearning for it to cook quicker, but I had to wait for Harry.

I bit my lip and set the spatula down, heading over to Darcy to pick her up and hold her close. "I can't wait for you to see your daddy, my little angel." I whispered to her. "He calls you his little bear, you know. I think it's the cutest thing ever." I trailed, now listing every little thing I thought was cute about him, causing a lump to form in my throat.

I set her on her blanket gently and she smiled, kicking her little feet around.

I sat next to her cross legged and rubbed her stomach while she held a stuffed bear in her hands above her head and giggling to herself.

The food was all done, but Harry still wasn't here. I was getting anxious and worried. It was seven thirty and he still wasn't back yet. I didn't want to call the girls because I didn't want to worry them either.

I checked my phone that was laying on the table next to wear I was sitting with Darcy and nothing. Not even one message.

Darcy started getting fidgety and a little upset.

"I know, Darcy, I know." I said, picking her up and setting her in my lap, but that seemed to be of no use.

She didn't need to be changed or fed, so I took her to her crib and set her down in it, figuring she was a little tired from being up so long.

I set her down in her crib and that seemed to calm her down. She looked up at me like she wasn't just tearing up with that innocent little look.

I closed my eyes and imagined Harry putting his arms around me, kissing my neck while we watched Darcy together.

"I miss you, Harry." I muttered.

"I missed you too." A deep voice answered. I felt arms around my waist, and I almost had a heart attack. I knew that voice.

"Harry!" I squealed, turning around and jumping into his arms. I wrapped my arms around his neck and my legs around his waist, clutching tightly.

He buried his face in my shoulder and held me so tightly, his hitched breath tickling my cheek as he tried not to cry.

"I missed you so much." I sobbed, my tears soaking his black t-shirt.

He set me down and kissed me, his right hand coming to my cheek and his left clutching my hip as if his life depended on it.  He soon pulled away and pressed his forehead to mine, my left hand coming up to grip his wrist. "I missed you so much, Skye." He said, a tear slowly dripping down his cheek.

I pecked his lips and hugged him once again while he rubbed my back.

"I missed holding you in my arms." He whispered, his voice cracking in the middle.

I clutched onto his shirt and felt his warm breath on my cheek and his beating heart against my chest. "I was so lonely, we both were." I said softly, leading him to Darcy's crib.

"My little bear." He whispered, slowly picking her up.

She stared up at him with her big green eyes and watched him.

"Hi, Darcy." He whispered, kissing her forehead.

I wrapped my arms around his waist from the side and rested my head on his shoulder, smiling.

"I'm your daddy, love." He ran his soft hands over her little head before turning to me, his eyes filled with happiness. "We made one good looking kid." He smirked.

I pecked him on his lips and grabbed one of his hands. "Come on, I made food and it's getting cold."

"I know, I could smell it!" He said as I led him to the kitchen, him holding Darcy in one arm.

I served him and he ate it quickly, not letting go of Darcy for even one second.

We soon put Darcy to bed once we noticed how late it had become. "Goodnight, princess." Harry whispered.

She smiled up at him and he giggled. "She smiled at me!" He said happily, jumping up and down like a little kid.

I laughed and pulled him into the hallway, shutting Darcy's door with my foot. I wrapped my arms around his neck and he pressed me slightly into the wall, pressing his forehead onto mine. "Did you get the video I sent you?" I asked.

He nodded. "That made me hurry home faster." He chuckled. "And the thought of not having you in my life was killing me." He gripped my wait tighter and pulled me into a kiss, curling his fingers into the waistband of my sweats a little, threatening to pull them down.

I smiled into the kiss and pulled away slightly, tapping his nose with my pointer finger.

"I want you, Skye." He whispered, his lips brushing against mine.

"Why wait? Your place on the bed has been cold for a little too long. I'm all yours." I said, pulling him into the bedroom.

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