My Bodyguards Daughter (Harry Styles Story)

Our Baby not mine or yours

Jess' P.O.V.

It kills being wheeled away from Harry. I just need a break. It always is me going through everything. I am tired of it. I just want to focus on being the best mom that I can be. From here on out it will be about my daughter and me. I can't believe she came early. I am so scared to see her. The nurse wheels me into the NICU towards my baby girl. When she pulls me up to her bed, I can't help but break down.

"Hello sweet angel. I am your mommy." I reach in and hold her hand. I feel alone all alone. I pushed Harry away but I need him here. I am so emotional that I don't know what to do. "I promise to always make life easy for you. I will support you in whatever you want to do. You can be who you want and do what you want in this life. I will always support your dreams. I promise to always protect you from the evil this world has. I promise to be understanding and I promise to always love you." I cried as her grip tightened around one of my fingers. I am making promises that I wish my own mother kept. I know she is trying but it was hard when I was younger. I never want to be like that.

I look at my beautiful daughter and just cry. I pushed away her father and sadly she may never get to know him. I don't want her to get hurt like I have by him. I want him here but I know that for the best of us I need to push him away. I just wish he knew how much I needed him here and to stop fighting me. I wish he knew how much I love him and our daughter.

I stare at our beautiful creation, as she lay here all helpless. I feel a hand on my shoulder and look up. As if he read my mind, he is here with me. "I am not leaving you. I promised myself, our daughter, and you." I broke down again this time in his arms. Harry is eye level with me and the stupid wheel chair is in the way. "We never talked about names Harry." "You mentioned Payton once. What do you think?" He suggested. "As much as I love that name. She doesn't look like a Payton. She looks more like a Charlotte." I stare at our baby girl and admire how peaceful she is. "Then we have it settled her name will be Charlotte Anne Styles." Harry stated proudly. I loved her name. I could only nod as I began to break down again. "Lottie for short." I smiled as Harry went on. I still couldn't get over what has happened between Harry and I.

"Harry I know that you want to be here, but you need to know that I am still needing time. I think you should go on tour and let me be." I know that by me suggesting this that it will only hurt more. "I love you Harry but I have been through so much. I am tired of all the drama." I cried even harder thinking about all the stuff we have been through. We aren't stable and for my daughters' sake, she can't be living through this drama. The fights are exhausting. I can't deal with it anymore." I look at him and see tears in his eyes. "Jess, I love you. I am not leaving. We can work out our problems. I am not leaving. Don't push me away. You can't do this. Look at our daughter. She is ours not yours or mine, she is ours." I look at our baby girl. She is sleeping so peacefully. I don't want her to wake up and see how difficult love and the world are. There is so much that makes sense now of what my parents were trying to protect me from when I was younger. I now see it.

"Harry you push me away. Yes Lottie is ours but I can't go through heartbreak anymore. You pushed me away Harry and you had a girl in your room when we were talking on the phone before the accident. How can I forget that?" Harry is laughing at me right now. I am beginning to get angry that he finds it funny that I found a girl in his room.

"Oh love, that girl is our new publicist, Carly. She was walking into my room to tell me to get ready for an interview." Harry stated but that still doesn't get over what he said. "And what about never wanting a baby? How about you saying 'I don't think I can do this anymore.' What about that?" I began to remember our conversation before the accident.

"Jess that was because I was scared. I got told that day we were going on tour right after the baby was supposed to be born. I realized after the phone call ended that I made a mistake. This accident made me realize how much you mean to me and how I never want to live without you." I am shocked. "Harry I want you to know that I am not ready to forgive that easily. I want you to go on tour and give me time. That is all I am asking for. Time." I cry but he needs to give me time. I just became a mom and found out that he was pushing me away. "Alright but I am not leaving this hospital until we bring Lottie home." I nod and he stood up to leave.

Harry's P.O.V.

Jess needs time and I will give it to her. I will go on tour and call to check in on Lottie and her. I will be there for everything. I will prove to Jess that I am what she needs and that I will always be there for her no matter what. I can't believe I am losing the love of my life because I was so careless. I feel so stupid. I truly do.

Jess' P.O.V.

"How you feeling sweetie?" My parents, both sets, walk into the room. I look at my dad and mom and I can't help but feel that my life is going to end up just like them. I will have a different relationship while Harry will marry someone else. My mom and an old ex-boyfriend, Justin reconnected when she moved back to Ireland. I loved him and always thought he would be my step-dad but step-monster came into the picture. I like Justin still and am happy to have him as someone in my life. "I am alright. I told Harry that we need time and space apart. He is going on tour again. It is for the best." I simply tell them. I see that my dad is pissed and my mom is heartbroken. Mama is hard to read, she is either pissed or upset. "I get that but did you guys discuss what you are at this moment?" Mama asked while looking at my mom. "No we didn't. I honestly need time. I need time to think and need time to become adjusted to motherhood." Everyone agrees. "Did you guys at least agree on a name?" Justin is awesome at changing the subject. It was almost as if he knew I was over talking about everything.

"Oh yes! Grandparents meet Charlotte Anne Styles, Lottie for short." I am proud to name my daughter. "Charlotte? As in..." "Yes, mom as in your middle name. I love that name and wanted to include your name some how. I felt that having a Rebecca would be weird honestly." My mom laughed and couldn't agree more.

Harry's P.O.V.

I see Jess' family walk into the room to see Jess and the baby. I guess the doctors are being a little more lenient with the rules right now. I called everyone when she was in with Lottie. They were at the hotel close by so obviously it didn't take long for them to get here. "How are you my love?" My mom asks as I sit down next to her. "She hates me mom. She hates me so much. I know that she says she loves me but if she does why is she pushing me away. I apologized and said I wasn't leaving her. I said that I wanted to make this work and she said she needs time. Time. What does that even mean?" I let go everything that I have been holding.

"Harry it means that she simply needs time. Think about it. She just became a mom and all while her boyfriend told her that he couldn't do this anymore and he didn't want a baby. How do you think she is feeling? This is the hardest adjustment that she has ever gone through. You have to understand that time is all that is needed. I see a girl who still loves you but for your daughters sake doesn't want to fight anymore." My mom was right. She always is right. "So what do I do?" "Go on tour Harry but be there for her. Offer to take her with you on tour. You need to see your daughter too. You have what a month or two until you have to begin touring again? Take this time to adjust." My mom is correct. I will use this time to adjust and Jess will be mine again. 

A.N.

Hey guys! So sorry! I got a little busy! My boyfriend came to visit and it got crazy! Thank you for all the support. I am thinking about ending this story soon and starting another story about something personal that happened to me two years ago. A story about heartbreak and moving on. Would you read it? Let me know!