Harry Styles Imagines

#82 Fly Away

Summary: Mommy!Y/N comes home from a girls' night to be reminded that she matters and is a very deserving woman. Harry, always the gentleman, wants her to know that mommies are people too and need just as much love and attention. When you've got a young baby it's easy to forget you have a life too.

FLY AWAY

One thing I learned during my first couple months of motherhood was that minutes are capable of feeling like days—and will. Shortly after brining Aurora home, her needs all but slowly pushed mine aside. Harry lent a hand where and when he could, but in the long run I was putting in much more of myself. There's something about a mother's love that is undeniably stronger and different.

A time came when the concept of helping yourself became foreign to me. My personal wellbeing fell behind on my mental list things worth caring about. So when Harry insisted that I go out with the girls, I said no. I had complete faith in his capabilities to watch her, he had countless times before, but it felt wrong. It didn't seem right for a mother to spend time away from her child just to get a little tipsy. That would be unfair to Aurora and Harry.

"You matter too, love. Even mommies need breaks sometimes." Those are the words Harry used to coax me into leaving the house. If I hadn't listened, I wouldn't have anything to be thanking him profoundly for. Around 11 is when I came home, but I felt alive. All the energy drained from my body had been refueled with good company and Malibu. The bad-mouthing my mind had been doing was keeping me from the relief I needed.

The minimal amount of light coming from my nightstand lamp was enough for us to make out each other's features. His eyes followed my movements as I allowed my fingers to travel from his neck and settle on drawing tiny circles onto the skin of his chest. "Thank you, again. Your advice is always the best," I told him in almost a whisper.

A sigh traveled past his lips before he smiled. "There's no need to keeping thanking me, baby. You know I want the best for you. I know Aurora is a lot of work, and it hurts me that I'm not here all the time to help you with her. The least you could've done was take a night off. Part of me wants to send you on a little getaway," he explained. "Just you, you know? You could have you're own suite, have service bring you meals, get a massage if you'd like."

"No. Please stop," I shook my head as blood rushed to my cheeks. "I can't." There was no way.

"And why not bloody not?"

"I don't know, Harry. I just can't. What's gonna happen with you and the baby, hmm?" I lightly pinch his skin between my thumb and forefinger. "Did you think of that?" I made sure to look directly into his eyes.

"It's not like we're going to burn the house down and hijack a Metro train. It won't be all that long, anyways. Maybe a week or two. We can handle it," he promised.

As unhumorous as that situation would be, I found myself biting back a laugh. He must've seen the twitch of my lips because he's quick to start laughing himself, the genuine sound filling the room. That's what made me crack. I had to scoot away from him and hide my face in my pillow in order to stop the cackles from leaving my mouth.

I didn't want to wake our daughter up with our immature ways. If she happens to grow up and be a total jokester we'll have yet another reason to believe she's definitely our child.

Blindly, I swatted at Harry as a silent signal for him to compose himself. My palm ended up meeting his cheek and his laughter began to die into soft chuckles. Once I'd gotten my own laughter under control, I slowly lift my head and take a deep breath.

"I think we need to go to bed," I suggested. It was gradually getting to the point where the everything seemed funny.

He rose a brow in surprise. "And I think you need to consider my suggestion. If you don't agree then I may have to tie your limbs and watch you fly away in a plane," he warned through a goofy grin.

"I'd like to see you try without getting kicked in the balls."

His hand comes up to cup my chin before I have the chance to protest in mock anger. "You know I'm just messing with you, pet. No need for kicking my balls. You still love me to the moon, right?" he said.

"I'm afraid I do love you, Harry," I answered honestly. "Maybe even a little beyond the moon. Who knows."

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A/N

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