Soft Side

Chapter fourty-four

I sit quietly watching the incubator before me that still held my beautiful daughter. I was having another emotionless day, where I just felt nothing. I looked at the small baby in the incubator, the tube in her nose feeding her as I sigh softly. Harry walked back into the room, having been on the phone to his mum. How could he leave the room when his daughter was here in this clear box? I sigh gently, taking a moment to look at my phone. Becky looked over, nudging me softly. "Go and spend some time with Harry, he looks lost" She says softly, my eyes turning to look at the curly man who stood by the door, looking over at us. He looked worried to come over. I sigh softly, hearing Becky speak again, "Just go for a coffee and some air. I'll stay here and if anything happens I'll call you straight away, you need some time between you before he goes away" she says softly as I nod slowly.

I stand up, walking over to Harry and looking up at him. His arms laid around my shoulders as I give him a gentle smile, feeling his lips dip down and press against mine. I smile softly against his lips, remembering where we had come from and where we were now. I was in love with this man and when we needed each other the most, I was pushing him away. I sigh happily, for the first time in a few days, taking his hand and walking out of the room. This was the first time I had left our baby other than for a shower and it panicked me, despite still being in the hospital. My feet walked with me down to the cafe, heading for the seating as Harry ordered us our drinks.

"I can't believe upstairs is our daughter" he breathes as I reach across to hold his hand, nodding silently. It was so surreal. The fact that 3 years ago I was simply watching Harry on my bed, hoping and praying to be noticed on twitter by him and now I had had his baby and was known around the world for being his girlfriend.

"I'll keep you updated every day while you're away, you'll probably be back before we can go home" I smile softly as he nods, sipping the warm drink in front of him. "I'll facetime you every day, because you know I won't be leaving the proximity of this hospital" I say softly as Harry laughs briefly, a smile on his lips as he kisses my hand.

"This is why you're going to make the best mumma" Harry says softly with a smile.as I blush, looking down at the table. "I love you, so much" he says softly as I smile gently, standing up with him to go back to our baby.

"I love you so much too" I whisper softly as he grins, holding my hand and walking back to the room, smiling when I see our baby. I sit on Harry's lap once he had sat down. My fingers holding her small hand inside of the incubator with a smile on my lips. Since having that small bit of time with Harry I felt better. I felt happier.

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My eyes lift from the incubator as the door opens, no knock before hand. The last two people I wanted to see walked through the door. The adoptive parents I had walked out on a while ago. I sigh softly, getting up to speak when they begin walking forward, Harry placing me on the chair he was sat on before walking towards them, blocking their view of the baby.

"I heard you were having a baby, I guess it's serious now? We just thought we'd come and see you and make sure everything is okay" The woman smiles as I shake my head, muttering how they now wanted to be involved as I stay looking into the incubator. I hear a scoff, the woman trying her hardest to look around Harry to see the baby.

"I feel that she has all of the family she needs now Sir," Harry says looking at the man stood in front of him. "My mother has taken her under her wing and has been her biggest support through the last few months. If we decide we want you to be involved in our baby's life we will call, but right now it's a horrible time" He smiles, holding his hand out towards the door with a smile on his lips. His hand guiding them out of the door as they look over their shoulder, trying to get another glance at our baby.

Becky moved to sit beside me as tears filled my eyes. I knew they wanted to get to the fame side of things now that I was serious with Harry, but that wasn't going to happen. It was the three of us against the world. I lean my head on her shoulder, watching the baby in the incubator. She didn't deserve this, the "grandparents" wanting to get to her mother. She had been gifted with the best father ever though. A wonderful, kind hearted man who was now sat on the other side of the incubator with his hand inside of it, touching her foot gently with a smile on his lips. He pulled his hand out, taking off one of his rings before placing it by the teddy in her incubator. His eyes lifting to look at mine.

"I want to be with her wherever I am" He says softly as I stand up, walking around to sit on his lap, both of us looking into the incubator with a smile, his head turning to press his lips to my cheek gently, lingering with a smile as I sigh softly. I didn't want him to go away on tour again, I wanted to stay here with him and our wonderful little family, but he had to go.

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"Harry I'll be here with Soph the whole time" Becky says softly to the man before us, the one who was adamant that he didn't want to go. "I swear if anything changes or there's anything said by anybody we will call you" she says softly as he nods, looking down at the floor. I stand up, walking over to him and lifting his chin a small amount to look at me. I didn't have to lift it far since I came to his chest in height, being only five foot five inches. My height wasn't my strong suit.

"I swear you can call me every day" I say gently, "I don't want you to go but think how many people you have waiting for you" I say softly. "Go and tell them all about Ariella, go and tell them all that you're now a daddy... none of the fans know yet" I say softly with a smile. He nods, turning his head to look at the incubator again. He did really want to tell everybody about how exciting it was being a dad.

"But what if you go home without me" He pouts, "I want to drive her home and be there the first time she comes home with us" He says quietly as I shake my head.

"Remember, we've been told that she'll be in for at least another four or five weeks depending on how she does and what with that breathing stint she had the other day it won't be before you come home so don't worry" I reassure him. She had endured a funny turn the other day, finding it difficult to breath causing her to now have a small set of tubes from her nose to give her a little more oxygen. "The tubes are going later today but that's the most that's going to happen in the next two weeks" I say gently as he nods, looking into my eyes.

"I just don't want to miss anything, even when shes getting older, I don't want to miss anything" He rambles as I stop him quietly.

"You won't" I smile gently, pressing my lips gently to his as a tear slips down his cheek. He really did not want to leave the small baby behind, and I felt exactly the same way. "Come on Styles, you have a plane to catch" I whisper as he nods.

"See you soon Becks, look after her" He says quietly as his eyes tear up. A long, hard kiss was pressed to my lips before he placed his hand on the door handle, looking back and then looking out of the door as he left the room.

My eyes teared up as I walked back to Becky and the baby. Tears slipping as I look inside of the incubator, seeing that ring by her foot as a tear slides down my cheek.

"Not long now princess" I whisper quietly.