Soft Side

Chapter fourty-seven

"Come on princess" Harry mumbles as he picks the brown fluffy bundle up into his arms, walking towards the bed where her carseat lay. A whine left her lips as he gently shushed her back to sleep, lifting her small body up closer to him, pressing his lips to her cheek softly as he closes his eyes, inhaling her baby scent. She settled against his touch, their cheeks pressed gently together as he smiled to himself thinking nobody could see. I sat on the chair smiling gently at him, how gentle he was with his tiny daughter. We had created this life, both of us having our lives changed forever and I knew Harry would be fantastic with her. He laid the small bundle into her car seat with a pout to his lip. "I just want to hold you forever angel, so I know you can't be harmed" He whispers to her, doing the straps up on the belts with a sad smile at having to put her down.

"Almost ready?" I hear from the door, where Paul stood with a smile on his lips. I nodded, grabbing the bags as Harry rushed over quickly, taking them from me with a frown. "Harry, I'm no longer pregnant and haven't been for the last two months" I say softly with a smile as he nods and smiles softly. An apology left his lips as he lifted up the carrier into his right had, offering his left to me as I take it gratefully with a smile. He leans his head down, lowering his lips to my cheek with a grin as I smile up at him, my eyes glistening at the man before me as we slowly make our way out of the room. Our feet carried us down the stairs of the hospital, past the cafe and outside. There stood hundreds of fans and a large amount of security, but this was different.

Nobody was screaming, they were looking happy but stood quiet with no phones in the air. They wanted a glimpse of the baby, but were respecting our privacy in a fantastic way. I smiled softly at them, still holding the hand that wasn't holding the car seat which had a muslin blanket over the top to avoid the eyes on her. We wanted the privacy for her for a while at least. Harry smiled at the fans, waving at them slightly before putting the car seat into the car, strapping her seat in and jogging around to the drivers side. We waved at the fans once more, before pulling the car away and driving home.

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We walked through the door, Harry placing everything down as I held Ariella to my chest, humming softly to her as she continued to sleep. My body slipped onto the sofa, my legs folded underneath me as I smile at the sleeping baby on my shoulder, her lips parted slightly as I smile softy, kissing her forehead gently. I couldn't believe we had made such a beautiful girl. She was almost two months old, but was the size of a larger newborn baby since being born early. I smile softly at her, moving her slowly to lay her on my knees that were now in front of me. Her body was small against my thighs as I smile, touching her cheeks gently. I lift my eyes to see Harry on his phone, texting eagerly as I sigh softly, smiling gently at our daughter.

"They boys want me to go out at the weekend" he says softly as he sits down beside me. It was Thursday so we had a bit of time with him and our new baby before he went out. I nod softly, being the only answer he received as he smiles softly, kissing my cheek gently. The doorbell rang leaving Harry to slide off of the sofa to answer it, letting Becky into the room. We had agreed to cook her dinner tonight to say thank you despite it being the first day home. Her body sits quietly beside me with a smile as I lift my phone to see a text from Niall, checking everything went well with coming home.

"What was that argument about?" I ask Becky, keeping my eyes on the baby as I hear Harry beginning to cook in the kitchen. "Don't tell me it was nothing because it didn't seem like nothing" I say softly as she sighs, scratching the back of her neck.

"I have no idea, Louis just started asking loads of questions about the night out we had that weekend and I was that drunk I can't remember a thing"
She sighs before swallowing the lump in her throat. "Then he just got really angry and when I asked what was wrong, he said he couldn't remember the girls name because he has her number but she's saved it under a nickname not her actual name and also that I was forgetting and I just told him it's not my fault" she finished, thanking Harry for the tea he had brought in.

"Alright, I just wanted to check since you haven't got a bedroom here anymore, I wanted to make sure it was all okay between the two of you" I smile, my eyes still oh my baby before me with my fingers holding her small hands gently.

"Shit!" I hear from the kitchen before seeing Harry walk in with a sheepish look and his hand scratching the back of his neck. "Soph, I think we should just go out... I can't do this whole cooking thing" he sighs as he pulls out a blackened chicken breast from behind his back with a half smile. I smile at him and nod. That boy.

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"Thank you" I say to the waiter as he removes the menus from the table, looking to my right to see Harry holding Ariella in his arm with a bottle, rocking her gently as he beams at his daughter. I turn my attention to Becky, smiling as she beams back at me. Everyone was so happy tonight, and feeling incredibly thankful for Becky being there for me throughout the troubles at the hospital.

"We cannot thank you enough for being there for both the girls" Harry states as he lays Ariella over his shoulder, rubbing her back to bring the wind from her. "I know how panicked Soph was so it was a piece of mind for me while I was away" he continues, chuckling softly when he lays his daughter in the pushchair asleep, stroking her soft cheek.

"Not even just that but the whole bedroom thing" I smile as Becky blushes. "You don't understand how much we appreciate it" I smile as Harry nods in agreement.

"I did it out of pure love and excitement" she smiles as I hug her sideways. "I was so excited about little lady coming along I wanted to find a way to help you guys out in the best way I could" she smiles with a nod. I turn my head to see Harry on his phone again, causing a sigh to leave my lips and confusion to them fall over my face as he suddenly stands up with his jacket.

"I need to go, management have called an urgent meeting" he sighs, rubbing a hand through his hair, turning on his heel and walking out. I sigh gently, looking at the pushchair and slowly pulling it closer.

"Is everything okay?" Becky asks as I nod. It had been a long year was the answer I gave her, agreement clear on her face as I smile sadly at Ariella.

We finished our meal, slipping our coats on and making our way home. We opted to walk since Harry had taken the car to the meeting, meaning it took us a fair while longer. I hum softly as I walk through the door after saying goodbye to Becky, slipping off my shoes and coat. I carefully lift Ariella out of the pushchair, holding her to my body as she whimpers slightly. I sing quietly to her, laying her in the Moses basket in our bedroom and grabbing the monitor. My feet slowly padded down the corridor to the living room, smiling softly to myself at getting her to sleep so well.

Everything was quiet now in the house aside from the quiet murmur of the television. Ariella was sound asleep and was yet to wake up for her first feed of the night, but then the door flew open, banging against the wall behind it. Harry walked through the door looking the most upset yet raged I had ever seen him. It's like he didn't know how to feel.

"Zayn's left us" was all he said before I hear Ariella's shriek, having been woken up by the noise.