Harry Styles Imagines and Preferences Book 3

When The Time Is Right

Request- Could you write about not wanting to have children and being afraid to tell Harry

It wasn't that you couldn't have children.

You just didn't want to.

Not right now, at least.

You've been together with Harry for years now and though the thought has crossed your mind multiple times before, you just never felt that the time was right.

However, Harry always telling you how much he couldn't wait to have kids with you always left a feeling of guilt near the bottom of your stomach. You felt like you owed it to him, after everything he's done for you simply out of pure love and bliss, You wanted to give him children and you knew he only wanted you to be the one to give them to him, but the timing never felt appropriate. After all, the two of you still had so much of your lives to live out.

Surely Harry could wait a couple more years...right?

This question always bounced around your head. Especially when the two of you went grocery shopping and somehow made your way on the baby aisle, Harry pointing out all of the baby clothes and shoes, commenting on how cute they are with a subtle, "don't yeh think?"

Or when the two of you were snuggled up on the couch underneath the lengthy couch blanket watching TV and a Huggies commercial came across the large screen. "Man", he'd sigh. "I can't wait to have a few of our own little ones running around."

Instead of agreeing to his pestering, however, you always found a way to tease him for being "such a mom".

"You know it", he'd wink, flipping his short curls sassily, causing the both of you to erupt into laughter.

But today, laughter was the last thing on your mind. You sat Harry down next to you on the bed and the way his eyes filled with concern didn't go unnoticed.

"Am I in trouble?", he winked which only caused you to blush.

But you only shook your head and grabbed his hands in yours. "I'm not ready to have kids", you ripped the bandaid off. You always knew Harry was never one for sugarcoating so you were pleased with yourself for bluntly saying what has been bothering you for months now.

You expected him to rage out. Get annoyed even. But he only stared at you with a confused expression. "Are...are you pregnant, love?"

"No...and I don't want to be anytime soon, H. I just know how much you want to have kids, but I just don't think I can handle all of that right now. You know I love you, and I want to be with you for the rest of my life, but Harry we're still so young and I know I owe you but I ju-"

"Woah woah woah", he interrupted, running his thumbs along the smooth surface of your hands. "Princess, calm down for me, okay? I know I've been talking about kids a lot lately, but I don't want you to think I'm trying to rush yeh into having kids with me or anything. That's not my intention at all, doll. And I've told you this before, baby", he paused for a moment to kiss your lips before pulling away slowly and staring into your panicked eyes. "You don't owe me anything. We'll have kids when the time is right. When the time is right for you."