"I'm the thing that comes to haunt you in the dark darling, you should run. Run as fast and as far as that pretty little heart can take you." He growled, lips inches from mine as he tightened his grip on my wrist. I gave him a twisted smile and let...
Paris was amazing but we were now at home and I was due in a few weeks and was extremely nervous for it. I loved my husband and he's been extremely helpful but even then he could tell I was nervous for this baby and he was too.
"Let's go!" I was impatient as I got out of the car and waited for Harry. We were out shopping for the baby today which was great but I wanted everything to go perfectly so when we bring him home he isn't missing anything.
"Baby, hold on." Harry laughed, grabbing a hold of my waist as we walked. We walked into the baby store and looked around at the outfits for him.
"I want to bring him home in this." I held up a cute white one piece with a picture of a little bear on it. "I want to buy this." Harry smirked and held up a black shirt that says "I like boobs like my dad." I blushed and smacked his chest.
"Behave." I warned and he only pressed a kiss on my lips before we did our shopping. "I want this." I pointed to the bear pacifiers which Harry took off the shelf for me and put into our basket.
"What are these?" Harry pointed to the little hand mittens. "It's to keep the baby from scratching himself, you put it on his hands." I said and he threw the ones he liked in the cart.
"I wanted to ask you about something." I said to Harry who looked at me, waiting me to proceed.
"I wanted to know about how you feel about the way we feed him. I don't know if you would want me to breast feed or formula?" I asked and he looked at me with a blank expression.
"Do you want to breast feed?" "I don't know. I know it's good for the baby but I know it'll be kind of weird for you to like squeeze my boob during sex and milk comes out." Harry laughed at me and put his arm over my shoulder.
"I'd find it incredibly hot. That decision is on you, if you want to breast feed then go ahead. If not, formula is fine." Harry shrugged and I pressed a kiss to his lips. "You going to breast feed?" He asked and I nodded, seeing him put a breast pump in the basket.
We bought everything we needed for the baby's clothing and went to the store to stock up on diapers and wipes but ended up going to Babies-R-Us to buy the crib and things like that.
"I like this one." I said pointing to the long white crib. "Why so much room?" "Stuffed animals and stuff, plus when he gets a bit bigger he'll have alot of room to roll around in and not get bored." I said and Harry only nodded, throwing a box onto our flatbed.
"I want one of these." Harry pointed to the little bouncer. "Okay." I shrugged and he threw it on. "Which one do you want? We need one for the nursery, one for downstairs so when we're down there and one for the room so when he's with us." Harry said and I bit my lip and pointed to the black and white one.
"I'll get two alright?" Harry asked and I nodded. "What else?" He asked and I bit my lip. "Aside from diapers and wipes I think we just need to actually move all the stuff in." I said and narrowed my eyes at him in thought.
"Wait! We almost fucking forgot the carseat." Harry said and I giggled as we walked to the carseat section. "You pick." I said and he bit his lip. "Are you sure." I nodded and he chose the black and white one.
"I want this for him." Harry grabbed a blanket and I giggled as he was basically grabbing anything that he liked.
"He can't use those." I stopped him from putting in cookies. "Why?" "He won't grow his teeth in until he's like 4-6 months. They'll go bad before then." "What else do we need?" He asked and I pointed to the baby bath.
"That. Towels. Bottles, baby bottles. Diapers, wipes, a mirror for the car because the seats go in backwards. Stroller. I don't know if you want to get like a playpen." "What the fuck is a playpen?" He asked confused.
"That." I pointed to one and he looked at me. "For?" "When he sleeps in the room with us." "He'll sleep on the bed." "The whole night?" "We need one." He shoved that into our overfilling cart and I giggled as he put everything I needed in.
We paid and went to home depot for paint for the nursery and get things set up. We let the paint dry before moving in the furniture I helped Harry build and we slowly began piecing together the baby's room and ended up sitting on the couch in here, admiring what we had done.
"We did an amazing job baby." Harry said and clicked our glasses together. We were drinking lemonade and I sighed. "Well you did anyhow. I literally yelled at you the entire time, sorry." I said and pressed a kiss to his lips.
"You didn't even. You helped too." He rolled his eyes and I sighed. The nursery was painted a tan color with a rug in the center of the room. There was random picture frames by the crib which we would fill in later when we had pictures. The wood flooring complemented our color scheme and we had a changing station on the far end of the room. There was a closet filled with outfits and drawers as well with them. I had toys placed on shelves for us to play with later on. (Pic below is for visual representation, doesn't have everything i'm describing)
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"It's beautiful. Thank you baby." I pressed another kiss to Harry's lips before we went to our room to shower and eventually passed out.
I woke up to a sharp pain in my side followed by a popping sensation which made my eyes flutter open. I waited for a few minutes and felt another sharp pain.
"Harry." I shook him awake. "Hmm?" He opened his eyes and saw I was distressed. "It's time, my water just broke." I said breathing in sharply as I was hit with another contraction. He immediately got out of bed, slipping on clothes before helping me into my shoes.
"Come on baby." He said leading me down the hallway in a rush, stopping in the baby's room to retrieve our baby bag before practically carrying me down the stairs. I wasn't in alot of pain but I could obviously tell I was going to have a baby by the contractions.
"Are you okay?" Harry asked nervously as he drove which only made me laugh. "I'm fine. The worse part is honestly the contractions which aren't even that bad." I admitted and he held my hand which I squeezed every so often when I would feel the sharp pain.
"Mom." I said into the phone as a contraction hit. "Yes?" "I'm in labor. Meet me at memorial please." I said and she screamed at my dad to get the fuck in the car which only made me laugh. Harry texted my brothers and the boys when we were at a red light.
"You good baby?" Harry asked me, placing a hand on my stomach. "I'm good." I breathed in sharply and bit my lip. "1-10." "I'm like a 4." I shrugged and he smirked. "Tough girl." He winked before pulling into the hospital.
"Fuck fuck fuck." I said as a sharp contraction hit while we were in the elevator. I held onto Harry tightly and he wrapped his arms around me. "Breath baby." He said and lead me out to the maternity ward.
"She's in labor." Harry told the lady at the front desk who immediately pushed me into a wheel chair and into a room, making me change into a hospital gown.
"Are you dad?" She asked and Harry nodded as he sat next to me on the bed.
"Okay, look at our chart for me sweetheart and tell me your pain level." The nurse said and I looked at it. "I'm like a 1 or 2. I don't feel any pain unless a contraction comes." I said and she laughed. "You're one of the lucky ones. Do you know who you want to be in here with you when you deliver?" "My husband." She nodded and Harry smiled at me.
"You're doing great baby." The doctor came in and started talking with me. "You're about two centimeters dilated, let me know if you need an epidural." "I don't want one." I smiled at her and she chuckled.
