Shades Of Styles

Unexpected Pregnancy 5

Harry and (Y/N), breakup?!
The couple announced in March that they would be expecting a baby boy and even moved in together but have they called it splits? The couple was last spotted arguing at a local hospital almost 2 months ago. But (Y/N) is due in a month! Could they really have broken up this close to having a baby?
Yes. Yes we could have and we did. But it wasn't 2 months ago, it was a month ago and I'm devastated.
For the last 2 months Harry and I haven't been getting along because he wants to continue to tour and be out but we're having a baby. When I told him the baby was more important than his career he began drinking and we started fighting daily.
Last month I told him I couldn't take it anymore so I broke up with him and moved out. I moved in with a friend of mine for the time being. Harry hasn't made any attempts to call me or get in touch to make sure the baby is okay so I'm guessing he doesn't want anything to do with him. Which is fine I just wish we could have figured that out in January instead of me getting attached to the idea of us being a family.
"You gotta quit reading those." My friend and roommate Riley warns me as she comes in with bags of groceries.
"They're everywhere, I just wish Harry would...I don't know, call or something. I'm having his baby next month and he isn't even worried about him." I sigh.
"I'm sure he is, maybe he's trying to figure his life out...maybe he just got so worked up about having a baby he freaked out." She points out.
"Maybe, I don't know. But it's been a whole month since I left and I haven't gotten a single word from him."
"Just don't worry about it honey. Focus on you and that baby."
I nod and set the magazine down and I get a sharp pain in my stomach and I tense up.
"Are you okay?" She asks rushing to my side.
"Yeah...just Braxton Hicks. I've been getting them for like 2 months now." I explain and stand up. I get the sharp pain again but this time a lot more painful and I have to sit down.
"Are you sure that's what it is?" She asks. I almost nod but instead grab her arm and squeeze it.
"Maybe not." I say through gritted teeth. She shoots up and runs to my room. She comes back out with my overnight bag. I stand up, letting out a breath and I waddle to the car.

After an hour of waiting around and being in excruciating pain the doctor tells me I'm in labor but my water hasn't broke yet so we have to wait until it does to start the process. I lay on my hospital bed, cords and wires connected from me to a machine and I clutch the railing as another contraction begins.
"It hurts! It hurts!" I cry out.
"I know girl, it'll be over soon." Riley tells me.
"I want Harry." I cry and throw my head back closing my eyes right as the pain goes away for now. When I open my eyes Riley is out of the room.
I grab my bucket of ice chips and chew on them trying to calm my nerves.
A nurse comes in with Riley as I feel contraction.
"I'm sorry momma, you can get through this." Riley says holding my hand.
"You know keeping movement will make it go a little quicker. Maybe get up and walk around some." The nurse offers. I want to punch her in the face for even suggesting it but I want more than anything to get the baby out of me.
Riley and the nurse help me get out of the bed and the nurse unhooks the machines from me.
I slowly make my way from the bed to the couch and then back. I keep doing that, breathing through it.

It takes almost half an hour of walking around the room and a little crying but eventually I feel a gush of water come out of me and instead of being shocked I let out a sigh of relief.
"Get the nurse." I tell Riley and sit back down on the bed. The nurse comes in with the doctor and Riley.
"Good to see your water finally broke." The doctor smiles. "Let me just see how far along you are." He says. After checking her stands up from his stool and throws his gloves away.
"About 5 centimeters...we're half way there." He says. "I'll be in to check in about an hour. Hang in there." Then he leaves.
"All of that just to be told I have to wait longer!" I cry out.
"I'm sorry." Riley sighs.
"Would you like an epidural?" The nurse asks. "It'll take all your pain away but there's a chance it could slow down the contractions."
"I don't care, give it to me." I beg. She nods and leaves the room.
"Are you sure you want drugs?" Riley asks and I snap my head to look at her. I'm sure my face isn't that angry looking but I guess it has to be because Riley's face turns white.

Finally, 3 hours later and one strong epidural I'm finally able to start pushing. Riley, 2 nurses and a doctor sit in front of me as I start my first push.
Suddenly the door flies open and I look over to see Harry standing there with balloons and a bouquet of flowers.
"I'm so sorry, I got here as fast as I could...I was in-doesn't matter. Let's get to it." He steps in but the nurse steps in front of him.
"Who are you?" She asks.
"The father." Harry and I say in unison and the nurse steps out of his way. I honestly don't know how to feel about Harry being here, I'm way to drugged up.
I begin to push as Harry comes to my side.
"Big push. Ready? Big push." The doctor orders and I push with everything I have and then let go. I let out a breath and lay my head back.
"Another big push. Come on." He orders and I suck up all my strength to push the baby out. "Okay we've got just the shoulders now, come on, push."
I push again, although there is no pain I can feel him come out of me as I continue to push another couple of times. And then I hear the faint cry of my baby boy and I begin to cry myself. Harry kisses my head as the lay the baby on me.
"Congratulations." The doctor sings as he sets the baby on me.
"Dad, would you like to cut the umbilical cord?" A nurse asks and he takes the scissors to cut it. I stare down at my beautiful son laying on my chest and begin to cry even more.
"He's beautiful." Harry beams looking at him. I look up at Harry and he kisses me. They take the baby from my chest and let me get comfortable.
The adrenaline in me starts to ware away and I realize Harry just came back without warning and acts like we're a couple again.
After we get transferred to the recovery room and they have the baby for testing I sit calmly on the bed as Harry comes in.
"Where do you get off?" I ask him, anger full in my voice even though I was trying to conceal it.
"What?" He asks, stopping in his tracks.
"Don't play dumb Harry. A month ago we broke up and now here you acting like we're a couple again?"
"I-I know and I'm sorry. I just missed you and I got caught up in finally having the baby." He sighs.
"You pushed me away with all your drinking." I remind him.
"I know and know I haven't made much of an effort to check up on you but-"
"Try no effort. The last month I've been doing everything by myself. I was so afraid I'd be alone for this after you promised you'd help with the baby."
"I know and I've spent the last month trying to get over myself and my drinking. I haven't picked up a bottle since the day you left. I love you (Y/N) and I love the baby and I was an idiot before. Please forgive me." He begs. "I want to try again with you because I'm in love with you."
I stay quiet, thinking about what he just said and I feel for him, I know the situation hasn't been ideal for either of us.
"We could try again." I offer. "If you promise that what happened last time won't ever happen again. Theres a baby here now and he needs us. I don't want you in And out of his life, he deserves his dad to be there for him."
"Of course." He smiles and kisses me. "But there's one other thing." He sighs and tense up. What now? "This has been running through my mind for a long time now and I think this would be a good time as any to ask...(Y/N)...." He smiles and gets down on one knee and I gasp. He pulls a small box from his pocket and opens it, exposing a beautiful ring. "Will you marry me?" He asks. Tears brim in my eyes and spill out.
"Yes. Of course, yes!" I shout. He gets off his knee and slides the ring on my finger as the door opens and they wheel the baby in.
"Everything looks perfect. He's a healthy, 7 pound, 4 ounce, 20 inch long baby boy. Congratulations." The nurse smiles and leaves the room. Harry looks to me and then the baby and picks him up. He places a small kiss on the baby's head before bringing him to me and placing him in my arms.
"Let me get a picture." He smirks. I hold the baby and try my best to give him a smile and he takes the picture. I grab my phone and take a picture of my left hand holding the baby, making sure to get the engagement ring in and post it to Instagram.
He came earlier than we thought. Camson Ryder Styles. July 18th, 7 pounds, 4 once's. A perfect baby boy. Thank you Harry for helping me bring him into this world and thank you so much for asking me to be your wife all on the same day. My heart is so full right now it could burst.