Last First Kiss [ EDITING ]

Chapter Fourty-Four

I started to open my eyes, using my hands to shield the sunlight that poured through the thin curtains of the boring hospital room. I let my eyes adjust to the lighting of the room before I pulled myself up in the bed. Harry was asleep in the chair at the end of my bed, his curls falling over his eyes. The light snores escaped through his lips, I smiled at how cute he looked in this moment. I looked around the room, the baby. where was she? I started to pull the blanket off of my legs and slowly stood up, the last thing I remember was trying to push her out of me. The pain was the worst thing I had ever felt in my life. I lightly pushed Harry's shoulder as I tried to wake him up. He groaned and flew his hand in the air like he was trying to get rid of a fly. I smacked his arm " Harry, wake up! " i said with a frustrated sigh. he sat up in the chair quickly and looked around the room as if he had no idea where he was. " harry? " I asked as I reached for his shoulder. he turned and faced me and his shoulders quickly relaxed. " what's wrong? why are you out of bed? " his face now held a worried expression. " where's the baby? why is she not in here with us? " I quickly asked. " she is fine, they put her in a different room, she is with the other babies in the nursery down the hall. Do you want to see her? " a smile grew across his face as he asked me. I quickly nodded in response, I wanted to run out of here and find her but I couldn't bring myself to do it. He grabbed my hand and we both walked out of the room, we were almost there. I could now see the big glass window that shows the inside of the nursery. I stopped dead in my tracks, harry stopping a few seconds after and turned around to see what was wrong. " what? are you nervous? " he asked with a slight laugh. I shook my head and glanced up at him. " then what is it? " he put his warm hand against my cheek and made me look up at him. " what if she looks like...him? " I slowly asked closing my eyes. I think I was more terrified of her actually looking like him more than me. " babe, trust me she doesn't look like him, at all, she looks just like her beautiful mother. " harry whispered the comforting words into my ear. I shook the negative thoughts from my head and we both walked up to the glass, I watched harry point to a clear bed that had a white blanket with pink flowers decorated on the fabric. A small baby was sleeping inside of it, the small amount of blonde hair was curled at the top of her tiny head. I felt Harry's arm wrap around my waist as he pulled me closer to him, I hadn't even realized I was crying until harry said something. " can we see her? " I quickly asked, I wanted to hold my baby. " of course. come on " he grabbed my hand and pulled me around the corner and knocked quietly on the dark wooden door. A small elderly women let us in, she smiled as we walked past her. " hello, Mr. styles! are you here to see her again? " the small women teased. I stifled a laugh and looked at harry with a smirk on my face. "what?" he shrugged his shoulders as I looked at him with a smug smile across my lips. " how many times have you come in here? " I teased him as well. I watched as he rolled his eyes and I tried not to laugh. He started walking towards the group of babies and I followed right behind. He stopped in front of me and I slowly made my way around him, as I peeked over his shoulder I watched as the small figure open her eyes. " you want to hold her?" harry whispered. I slowly looked up at him and nodded, I watched as he carefully picked her up and waited for me to hold out my arms before he gently placed her small body in my arms. a smile spread across her tiny lips as she looked up at me. I couldn't help the tears that formed in my eyes as I looked down at this beautiful little girl that I brought into this world.

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After a few days of staying in the hospital it was time to leave, we were finally able to go home. After I held my angel harry and I went and talked to my doctor about what her name should be since we never came up with one. We decided to go with Melanie. Harry loved it just as much as I did, it just kind of stuck I guess you could say. Harry decided to wait with me while my mom got the car ready for us to go home. Melanie started crying and we both ran towards her at the same time. Harry checked her diaper and I knew then that she needed it changed. The look on Harry's face was priceless. I couldn't help but laugh as I pushed him away do I could change her diaper. I grabbed some wipes and a clean diaper and quickly changed her, throwing the awful thing in the closest trash can. " there all clean" I whispered as I carefully picked her up. I watched her as she moved her beautiful hazel eyes around the room. I heard Harry's phone going off and since he was in the bathroom I decided to answer it for him.

"Hello?" I spoke through the phone as it rested between my ear and my shoulder.

" Oh hey sweety, I'm downstairs. The car is ready for you guys. "

" Thanks mom. Well after Harry gets out of the restroom will head down. " I answered quickly.

" Okay. See you soon " she hung up and I threw the phone onto the bed before I sat Melanie back in her bed so I could pack everything up.

I checked the whole room to make sure all of our clothes were packed away. The diaper bag was good and the room was clean. Harry finally walked out of the bathroom and he offered to put Melanie in her baby carrier. I grabbed the small bag with all of our clothes in inside. Harry grabbed Melanie and the diaper bag and we headed out the door. I reached for his hand before we got to the elevator and I watched him smile towards me as we waited for our turn to go down to the first floor. " Thank you " I softly whispered to Harry as I leaned into his shoulder. " for what babe? " he asked with a small laugh.

" For always being there for me. And not leaving me when you found out I was pregnant. Most guys wouldn't have done that. " I sighed at the memory of the day I told him and how nervous and scared I was. " I'm glad I did because I don't know how my life would have turned out without you in it. " I looked up at him as he finished talking. I pressed my hand onto his cheek, forcing him to look at me as I kissed his soft lips. It felt like forever since I've got to kiss him and I couldn't have been any happier in this very moment.

The elevator dinged and the doors opened. We both walked inside and I pushed the button for the first floor and waited as the doors closed and we headed down.