You Can Call Me Queen Bee

Chapter 22

A/N: Still Harry. Bit short though.

"We still haven't named her yet," I said.

"I still haven't gotten a kiss from you yet" Louis giggled.

"Hmmm, you're right, I've been missing your lips" I smiled as I stroked my thumb over his hand.

Louis was lying on his hospital bed and had just gone through some tests. He would be allowed out in a week or so and we were euphoric, once we got home we would start preparing our apartment for her.

"Gimme a kiss then."

I got up off of my chair to lean over him. I stroked a piece of hair out of his face, staring into his blue eyes. I leant forward until our lips were touching. I had missed kissing his soft thin lips, and now that I got to, I loved it.

I pressed my lips a bit harder against his and deepened it slightly. He smelt mostly of hand sanitizer, but it didn't matter, and I just wanted to kiss Louis so badly.

Louis started to pull away, but I held it for a bit longer before letting him go.

"I missed doing that" I whispered, and he giggled.

"I could tell."

"Hey," I whined.

"Not necessarily a bad thing."

I laughed before sitting back in my seat.

"Okay, so names?"

Three days later and Louis was able to get out of bed. He had started to walk but wasn't able to bend over. I would wheel him over to see our baby at least twice a day but now Louis wanted to start walking there. I made sure to support him until he began to do it himself.

We named our children Mary Catherine Louisa Styles and Alexander George Harold Styles.

We looked at our little girl. Mary was a little on the small side as she was born underweight and underdeveloped but she was growing well. She had a few wires connected to her, and she was sleeping peacefully in her incubator.

"She looks stunning" I smiled.

"Yes, she is very cute, I can't wait to take her home."

"Neither can I, I should probably set things up for when she gets back."

"Oh yeah, we still haven't done that yet."

"It's fine I don't want you to hurt yourself, I can do it," I said as I rubbed his back.

"Thank you, you could even get some more toys if you wanted to."

"Don't you think she has enough toys now?" I smirked. "We got a lot from the baby shower and the toy stores; we also did buy for two."

Louis frowned and had clenched his fists tightly. I held onto his hands, and he looked up at me with sad and wide eyes.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

"N-No it's fine" he whispered. "I wish I could have seen him."

"I wish could have too."

"You didn't get to see him."

"No, they said he was dead in the womb already, so they had to take him away and I didn't get to see him."

"Why didn't you ask to see Alexander?" he questioned.

"I think I would have gotten too emotional if I were to have seen him."

"I understand. I was told that he had features of both of us but looked more like you."

"Okay."

He nodded with a hint of a smile on his face.

News had gone round that Louis' mother had had her children. They were a boy, and a girl, like ours, and they had already been named. They were born one week early, but they were still okay.

Louis' parents named their children Ernest Rupert Atholl Tomlinson and Doris Poppet Tomlinson.

We were in the palace, and we were allowed to see her babies. Louis was currently holding Ernest, and I was holding Doris.

Doris had cute blue eyes, just like Louis, and chubby cheeks. She was wrapped in a white onesie and had a spotted blue blanket as well, Ernest having the spotted red one.

"They look beautiful," I said and smiled up at his mother, Louis nodding in agreement.

Four weeks later and we were able to take Mary home. Being able to take her to see her new home was fantastic. I had set up everything in our house, and it was all up and ready. As soon as we had come out of the hospital, we were bombarded with photographers from outside. Louis and I posed for a few minutes before getting into a car that was waiting for us.

I was holding onto the baby in a portable baby carrier, as it would hurt Louis, and he opened up the door to our apartment.

"I've not been here for a few weeks" Louis sighed.

We had been staying at the Palace for two weeks as it was closer to the hospital.

"Lou?"

"Hmm," he hummed.

"You're okay right?"

"What do you mean?" he frowned, turning around to look at me.

"I mean are you okay? I know a lot has happened to you and us over the past few week, so I just want to know how you're feeling."

"It was hard to get through the days without being able to see Alexander, but you helped me get through it, you made it bearable."

"Thank you Lou" I smiled.

"How about you? Are you okay?"

"I am now; I was stressing myself out when you weren't waking up and Mary being in the incubator scared me a bit as well."

"That's great; we are both okay, and now we have Mary we can start a proper family together."

"Finally," I said and wrapped my arm around his shoulder, pulling him in for a side hug.

I pulled Louis towards the couch, and we sat down. I gently took her out of the baby carrier, trying not to wake her up and handed her to Louis.

I smiled as he held her gently in his arms.

All I hoped for was that we could start a proper family together and that we would be able to raise Mary to the best of our abilities.

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