Forever And Always - A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter Thirty

Your POV

"Thanks for the great night! Congratulations you guys!" Niall slurs, kissing me on the cheek and hugging Harry, his tie undone and slightly drunk.

"Yes! And congratulations again!" Liam grins, as the last of the guests leave.

"Thanks boys, thanks for coming." Harry smiles, pulling Zayn in for a hug.

"So long you two, and behave yourselves tonight!" Louis laughs, punching Harry's shoulder playfully.

"Oh we won't." Harry smirks, winking at me. I giggle and roll my eyes.

"Why would Harry behave himself when he has (Y/N) practically begging for his-" a confused Niall questions, before being cut off.

"Ok and off you go!" Harry laughs, ushering him out the door, with the rest of the boys following behind.

"Au revoir!" Louis salutes us, before shutting the door behind them and heading off for their car. I turn to Harry, the house silent for the first time all day.

"That was amazing." I smile, wrapping my arms around Harry's neck as the last waiter leaves the house. He grins and pecks my lips.

"It was. But the best bit is yet to come." He whispers. I look up at him, meeting his gaze.

"Oh, and what is that?" I tease, rubbing my nose against his.

"Bahamas of course!" He grins, slipping his hand in mine and walking me upstairs to the rooftop. We walk over to the vintage bed draped in white cloths and collapse onto it, Harry pulling me into his arms.

"Why are you so beautiful?" He asks, kissing the top of my head. I laugh and slap his chest, pushing him onto his back and sitting on his hips. He gives me a cheeky grin, before looking down at my stomach.

"And why are you so beautiful?" He asks again, rubbing my tummy. "What do you think it will be?" He says, looking up at me. "Any motherly instincts?" He chuckles.

"I honestly have no idea. What do you want it to be?" I say, removing a curl from his face.

"I don't mind. Either way we get to have our own child, just ours and nobody else's. A little version of (Y/N) and Harry." He grins, sitting up so I fall into his lap, looking me right in the eyes. Despite what he says, I know he wants it to be a little girl. He's always wanted a little daughter, a daughter named Darcy.

"You're going to be a great dad, Harry." I tell him, draping my arms around his neck as he wraps his arms around my waist.

"And you will be an amazing mother (Y/N)." He smiles, pulling me closer and kissing me tenderly. "Care to join me for a dip?" He winks, nodding towards the pool behind us.

I smirk at him and stand up, removing my dress.

"Wouldn't have it any other way." I grin, watching him pull off his shirt. "But no funny business."

"Alright alright, I'll try to control myself." He smirks, running past me and bombing into the deep end. I giggle and make my way over to the stairs, slowly and carefully entering the water. Harry swims over to me and takes me in his arms, pecking my lips over and over again.

"If you weren't pregnant (Y/N), I swear to god..." He murmurs cheekily. I laugh and splash water in his face, escaping his arms and swimming away.

"Oh no you don't!" He yells, chasing after me and catching me within a few seconds. He grabs my waist and spins me around as I squeal and squirm in his arms. His lips slam into mine, silencing me for a good few minutes.

Harry's POV

"Why are you so perfect?" I whisper, as she flops back on her back, looking up at the dark night sky above. She just smiles and giggles at how mesmerized I am. I roll over and lie next to her, floating on the surface of the water.