Married To A Styles | H.S +UNDER EDITING+

Messy Buns

"Babe, are you going to get up?" Harry shakes me awake.

I groan, turning a bit, pulling the blankets over my face.

"Why?" I groan, keeping my eyes closed.

"Because we have to go to the hospital, silly." He laughs.

I groan, pushing the blankets off of me.

"What time is it?" I ask, yawning.

"It's almost 10." He answers.

I swing my legs over the bed and have him help me get up.

"Aren't you going to change?" He asks whenever I slip on my shoes and stand by the door, waiting for him.

"I'm about to go through so much pain for the next 24 hours, Harry. The least thing I'm worried about is what I'm wearing." I explain. "Can you grab my phone?"

He nods, walking over to the bedside and grabbing both our phone's.

"I'll go and get the hospital bag." He says, jogging out of the room.

I don't even know why I'm so tired, I slept well last night.

I think.

I don't know, I can't remember.

Harry soon returns with the bag and helps me walk down the steps.

~*~*~*~*~

When we pull up to the hospital, it seems to be quite busy. I wait for Harry to come around and help me out before I even open the door.

I'm so tired..

"Do you want me to carry you, Mia?" Harry asks. "You seem real drowsy."

"Yeah." I agree, wrapping my arms around his neck with closed eyes.

I put my head in his neck and I feel his arms wrap around My legs and back, lifting me out of the car.

Instantly I hear a crowd, cameras flashing.

Paul pushes them away as Harry gets screamed at with questions. Sign this, sign that.

We make it to the doors and we walk to the labor and delivery ward of the hospital. I hear Louis' voice and lift my head from Harry's shoulder to see all the boys standing there.

"Hey." I smile.

"You seem tired." Niall points out and I nod.

"Hey, Harry." I hear an all too familiar voice that I haven't heard in a long time.

I turn my head and see Zayn standing there, his year old son in his arms along with his girlfriend standing beside him.

All the boys rush over, saying hi and how they missed him.

"Why are you here?" Harry asks.

"Gigi wanted to come and visit. To see Mia and the baby when the little Styles baby gets here." He grins, shifting the sleeping kid to his shoulder.

"Well, we were headed there now. If you want to come.." Harry suggests and Zayn nods, following Harry as he continues to walk.

"Mia Styles." Harry says to the nurses desk and he starts walking again, following the nurse.

"Are you excited to meet her?" The nurse asks, opening a door and I nod.

"Yeah." I laugh, looking up to Harry to see if he says anything.

"Yes. We've been waiting.." He laughs.

I smile, resting my head on his shoulder.

"You can put me down anytime now." I whisper.

"You're not tired anymore?" He asks and I shake my head.

He lays me on the bed and I watch all the boys pile into the room.

"Have you guys thought of names?" The nurse asks, writing stuff down on the whiteboard hanging on the wall.

"Yeah. Darcy." Harry says, sitting in the chair beside me.

The nurse smiles, turning back to us. She walks over to me and looks through the drawers beside the bed, finding what she's looking for.

A needle.

She pokes me and hooks up the IV, Harry watching intently.

"I don't know how you just sit there and take it, Mia." Harry laughs when the nurse exits the room. "I'd be looking away, wincing."

I laugh. "Awe," I joke. "Poor Harry."

~*~*~*~

Another contraction hits and I have Harry stop walking as I hold his hand and the railing, the contraction passing.

The doctor said walking would help speed everything up so here we are. Walking the halls of the ward.

Harry rubs my back as I stand there, squeezing the railing. It passes and I continue walking.

"Do you want to go back to the room?" He asks and I nod as we make a u-turn, heading back to the room.

When we get there, Zayn and Louis are the only ones there.

"Where'd everyone go?" I ask.

"Niall and Liam went to get something to eat down the street at a restaurant and Gigi and the baby went to a hotel for the night. The baby was starting to get fussy." Zayn explains, standing up from the chair.

Another contraction hits as I start to climb onto the bed and I stop, letting it pass before going any further.

"Can you hand me a hair tie?" I ask, climbing the rest of the way on the bed.

Zayn is closest, so he grabs it and hands it to me. I thank him and have Harry pull my hair up into a messy bun.

"Are you guys going to get something to eat?" I ask, getting comfortable.

"We already did. Niall just didn't like anything they had, and Liam just wanted to have anything but hospital food." Liam explains.

"Can you text them and ask if they could bring me back something? I don't really want hospital food either." Liam nods and pulls his phone out.

"Here's your phone." Harry says, handing it to me.

"Thanks." I say, grabbing it and unlocking it.

1 WEEK LATER

I wake up to the cries of Darcy and groan, getting up. I only layed down 5 minutes ago, just shutting my eyes.

I walk next door, going to her crib and picking her up.

"Hey, Shh.." I soothe, bouncing her in my arms. "Where'd your pacifier go?"

I look in her crib and see it laying there, reaching down to get it, I pop it in her mouth.

She instantly quiets, just staring up at me with her green eyes. I stare back, continuing to bounce her.

"Now, Darcy." I say. "If you don't mind, mommy is going to go back to bed."

I place her back into her crib and don't even get half way across the room before she starts crying again.

I sigh and turn back around, lifting her up again.

"You just want to be held." I comment.

I bounce her and close my eyes as I continue to walk around the room, bouncing her in my arms.

She quiet's down again and I open my eyes to see her asleep. I smile to myself, placing her back into her cot, careful not to wake her.

When I exit the room, I bump into a sleepy Harry and He looks down to me with bags under his eyes.

"Is she asleep?" He asks and I nod, continuing to walk next door.

I fall onto the bed and crawl under the covers, falling asleep almost instantly.