One Direction Pregnancy Series **Completed**

30 ~ He Gets Protective

Harry ~ You and Harry both were exhausted after the holidays, just because it was always so chaotic. Christmas was spent traveling between yours and Harry's parents homes. After Christmas, Gemma had come to stay with you so she could be in the city during New Year's Eve. You loved the holidays and being with your family so much, but now you needed some time to yourselves. Harry decided that going out was a good idea, even though you were almost eight months pregnant.

He  took you out to eat for a late lunch at a tiny cafe where you were regulars. You had found it by accident, actually, a while back when you were taking a walk around you're neighborhood. It had quickly turned into your go to spot with Harry. You sipped coffee, had homemade donuts and biscuits, and took silly pictured of each other with Harry's camera. While you were inside the warm and cozy cafe, the fireplace roaring, sitting in your usual spot by the window, you noticed it had started to snow. Just flurries, but it was so rare for England to get snow that you and Harry rushed outside. 

You zipped you your jacket, stuffing your bare hands into your pockets. "Look, Y/N," you heard, and turned to see Harry with his head tilted back and his tongue hanging out, catching the snowflakes in his mouth. You laughed, copying his actions. You did this for a minute, until you felt Harry's arms wrap around you from behind.

"Let's go to the park, I want to see it covered in snow." You told him, and he nodded. He had his camera around his neck as you walked together, his hair covered with a beanie. You chatted, reminiscing on your memories of snow. It started to pile up on the ground so you left footprints behind you. It was strange seeing your world covered in snow, since it's usually too warm for it to stick around.

"Oh my god! It's Harry Styles!" You heard a girl yell from somewhere behind you, and you and Harry both looked at each other and sighed. He turned around with a big smile plastered on his face to see at least five girls running towards where you stood on the sidewalk.

"Hi, Harry! Hi Y/N!" One said, waving. Harry was hugging a crying girl, he others taking pictures.

"Hi, nice to meet you, " you said with a smile. While the girls were waiting for their turn to take a picture with Harry, they focused on you.

"How's the baby?"

"When are you due?"

"What's her name going to be?"

You began to get slightly overwhelmed, but you wanted to make sure all the girls got a picture and we're happy. You answered some of their questions, keeping other answers to yourself (like her name). "Is it going to be called Darcy?" One asked, and they all laughed.

"Can I touch your stomach?" One asked, reaching her hand out. You didn't want her to, but you didn't want to say no. You tugged on Harry's sleeve behind you, and with his quick thinking, he said "why don't we take a group picture too?" They all squealed, rushing to Harry's sides. You sighed in relief, and began snapping the picture on all the phones that were handed to you. You smiled, waving as you and Harry walked away from the group of girls that were still squealing.

"Thank you, Harry. I didn't want her touching me, but I didn't want to be mean." You said, leaning your head against his arm.

"I know. Touching that belly is for friends and family only. I like it that way too." He leaned down and kissed you, his lips cold and chapped. You didn't mind though. "Ooh, stand in front of that tree. This is going to be an awesome picture!"