~Our New Life~

Chapter Two <3

Okay Abby, here's something to tide you over for a little bit!!! <3

Soon, the doctor came back in, asking us if we were ready to sign the birth certificate. I nodded my head yes and he handed us a blank birth certificate. I let Harry do the writing, except for my signature, because his handwriting was so much better than mine. Harry smiled at me as I signed my name, finishing up the documents. The doctor told us that we could go after the baby's first pictures were taken and until then, we could get ready.

I dressed Emmalyn in a beautiful dress that I packed in our bag. As they took her out of the room, I almost cried. Harry held me close to him and began to cry. It made me cry.

"Harry, why are you crying?"

"We have a family babe. A family," he said with a laugh, wiping the tears from his face. He raised his hand to my face and wiped off my tears also. I held his hand to the side of my face, hugging it closely. Suddenly, Harry pulled me into a warm and embracing hug, wrapping his arms around my waist. I pulled back, pulling his face to mine, locking his lips with mine. We both pulled back, Harry running his hair through the front of my hair, gently tucking it behind my ears. His eyes were still their beautiful green... The same eyes that our daughter now has...

About an hour later, Harry had all of our stuff packed and we were waiting on a nurse to bring back Emmalyn and a wheel chair for me. Finally, the nurse returned with Emmalyn.

"I'll be right back with your wheelchair Mrs. Styles."

I chuckled lightly as I held Emmalyn in my arms.

"What's so funny?" Harry asked as he sat on the bed beside us.

"She has your eyes Harry."

"Green?"

"No, brown, you doofus. Yes, green."

Harry laughed quietly, letting Emmalyn grab his finger as he cooed at her.

It was such a perfect sight...

Harry continued to coo at her as she began to fuss. Then, he began to hum, soothing her instantly.

"She likes your voice."

"She'd like yours if you'd sing. You've only sang to me a few times."

I smirked at him.

"I don't sound as good as you."

"You sound perfect. You are perfect," he said, a smile lightening up his face.

The nurse returned with the wheelchair as Harry took Emmalyn from my arms. He smiled and cooed at her as I put myself in the chair. I saw how happy he was with her. He bounced her slightly, jabbering at her. I smiled at the sight. Harry will be the perfect father.

Harry wheeled me outside to his car and we got in, putting Emmalyn in her carseat. As Harry drove us back, he held my hand tightly, occasionally looking at me and smiling.

As we walked into the doors of our house, Harry holding Emmalyn in his arms, me carrying the bags inside, I smiled widely, turning to Harry as he shut the door. I kissed him lightly on the lips, leaning slightly over Emmalyn.

"Welcome home Em," Harry said in a baby voice.

We walked her to the room we painted for her and sat her down in her bed. We both looked down at her, Harry grabbing my hand as he smile down at her. He looked over at me, his curls in a mess across his head. After all this time, it seemed like he hadn't changed a bit. He pulled me close to him and whispered to me.

"I love you Dana Styles."

"I love you Harry Styles," I said, pulling him to me, kissing him gently on the lips. We pulled away and looked back at Emmalyn, our hands still intertwined.