College Boy [h.s]

Forty Two.

Teagans Pov

"He just- he had these big green eyes, god they were beautiful," Harry states.

I play with his hair gently as we sit together on the couch and I listen to him speak.

"Yeah?"

"Yeah," He frowns, "his other features he had though, he very clearly wasn't mine. In that moment I think I really wanted him to be," he states, trying not to get choked up at the thought.

Harry had called me from the hospital after Sarah's son was born, saying he could tell the baby wasn't his. He was very distraught and so I told Louis to have Harry come and spend the night with us at our apartment.

"I wanted to be a dad so badly," he admits and I feel sad for him and press a kiss to his cheek.

"It'll happen one day."

"Only God knows that, Tea," he murmurs with a sigh.

"If you really want to be a father, you will be. Even if for some reason you couldn't have biological children you can always adopt."

He nods gently in agreement.

"Yeah..." he says quietly, clearly still very upset with the situation.

"I'm sorry, I hate seeing you like this," I say, hugging him tightly and kissing his cheeks again to try and make him feel better.

He turns to me with a smile. "I love you more than anything, Tea. I just kind of wanted to open my heart up for someone else too today."

"Babe," I frown at the heartbreaking statement.

"I'll be fine, I'll be fine," he repeats, laying a quick kiss to my lips. "I'm just still a bit shaken at the moment."

"Are you tired? It's kind of late," I state, glancing at the clock that says 10:30pm.

"Yeah, I don't mean to be a bother, I can always go back to my place," he says.

"Nooo, I was wanting a sleepover," I state playfully.

"Okay," He chuckles, "I am pretty tired after the day I had."

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"Sorry, you'll have to brush with your finger, I don't have an extra toothbrush," I said with a frown as I hand him the tube of toothpaste.

"No worries," he states, doing just what I said with his finger before swishing with some mouthwash and spitting into the sink.

"Minty fresh."

"Perfect," I giggle, using the opportunity to lay a quick kiss to his lips.

"Now Payton's asleep so we can't be too loud in my room, okay. Just whispers," I explain as we walk into my bedroom quietly.

"No problem-o" he whispers back.

We enter the bedroom to find a baby Payton fast asleep in her crib on one side of the room, and my bed on the other.

I turn on a small lamp beside my bed, so we could see for a moment.

"I'm gonna change real quick," I say, quietly getting a big tee shirt and some shorts out from my drawer before stripping down.

"You better be stealing a peak," I say playfully, doing a little strip tease for him as I change.

He chuckles quietly, waiting for me to be finished undressing.

"Sorry you're gonna have to wear your own clothes... or you can just take off the shirt, that's fine too," I shrug.

He smirks, taking off his white shirt and pants, only leaving a pair of black boxers before we both lay down under the covers. I instantly snuggle into his shoulder, laying a delicate kiss to his neck.

"I love you," He says.

"Mm, love you too," I smile.

I allow my finger to lightly trace the outline of his chest tattoo as we lay in a warm snuggling embrace. Both of us tired, but neither of us wanting to fall asleep.

"After everything that's gone on today I never got to tell you,"

"What is it love?" he asks.

I think for a moment whether or not to even mention it, it almost seemed like I was rubbing something in his face.

"It's nothing big or anything it's just about Payton."

"Okay?"

"She took her first steps today."

"What? Teagan that's huge!" He says gently with a kind smile.

"I don't want to come off as insensitive so I didn't know if-"

"Babe, no. You are not insensitive at all. You know I've never really gotten to know Payton yet," he mumbles. "Usually when we see each other she's at Ryan's and that so I really haven't even gotten the chance to get to know her and- I'd like too," he admits.

"Yeah?" I ask with a warm smile.

"Yeah, Yeah I would. I should visit more often during the week," he concludes. "I can see her and Louis too."

"I'd like that," I say, kissing his cheek.

His fingers run through my hair gently as we lay in the comfortable embrace.

"Gosh I am so lucky to have you," he murmurs.

Little does he realize I'm literally the luckiest woman in the whole world to have him.

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AN: Sorry it's kinda short- but the question is finally answered! No, Sarah's baby is NOT Harry's. I'll be updating a few times this weekend, so be on the lookout for those!

Thanks for reading everyone, xx.