Harry Styles is the Father of My Child

Chapter 18 ~ Things Are Back to Normal

Laura's Pov

*2 months later*

So I'm back living with Haz and I've gotten better at handling my anxiety. I'm still a little weary to let Haz touch me, but it's getting better. Haz is out with Darcy right now having a daddy daughter day so I'm just at home alone.

I haven't really left the house since I've been back at home. I know it's not healthy, but going out there just seems so hard. After a few hours Haz came back with Darcy.

She ran over to me and said, "Mama! We went and saw Auntie Gemma and Nana!" "Did you?"

"Yeah! Daddy took me over to Nana's house and I got to play with the puppy!" "That sounds fun baby girl."

"What did you do today?" "I just kind of sat around."

"Will you play dollies with me?" "Of course pumpkin. Go get some from your room and bring them down."

She ran upstairs and Haz sat next to me.

"Babe. How do you feel about dropping Darc off at Niall's and having a night to ourselves?" "I don't know."

"What's wrong?" "I just don't want her to feel like I don't want to spend time with her."

"She doesn't feel like that." "How do you know that?"

"Because she's our baby girl. She knows how much you love her."

Darcy ran down the stairs with her toys and said, "Mama! I brought down my favorite dollies!" "I see you brought down your Daddy doll." She said, "Because he's my favorite."

Haz said, "Darc baby. How would you feel about going to spend the night at Uncle Niall's with him and uncle Liam?" "I wanna play with mama."

"After you play with her for a little bit." "I like spending time with uncle Niall and uncle Liam. But I wanna spend time with mommy."

"Okay princess. I'm not gonna force you to go."

I played with Darcy for a little bit and after a few hours I went and made dinner. After we ate, I cleaned up the kitchen and took Darcy upstairs to give her a bath.

After her bath I put her in her pjs and put her in bed. I walked out of her room and went in me and Haz's room. I was surprised to see him already in bed.

"Hi baby." "Hi babe."

I sat on the bed next to him and he pulled me close to him. I felt my chest tighten up and my heart rate speed up.

"Harry." He let go of me and said, "I'm sorry. I thought it was getting better."

"It is. It's just still hard." "I know baby. It's okay."

"I'm sorry I'm so hard to deal with. I'm your wife. You should be able to touch me without me freaking out." "I'm not upset with you. I know this is hard for you."

"It's been almost four months. I should be better. It shouldn't be this bad." "There's no rules on how long you should grieve. It's okay."

"This isn't normal Haz. I shouldn't stress out every time you touch me." "Says who? You went through a traumatic thing. A thing that was caused by me touching you. It's completely understandable that you get stressed out when I touch you."

"I thought it was better. I thought I was getting better at handling it." "You are getting better, baby. It's just going to take time for you to completely recover."

"What if we try something?" "Try what?"

"What if we try having sex?" "Laura."

"I just think it might help. Ya know. Go to the extreme. Maybe it'll snap me out of whatever is going on and everything will go back to normal." "Are you 100% sure about this?"

I nodded. He said, "Okay. But if at any time you need to stop, just tell me."

I nodded. He leaned over and started to kiss me. And you know what happened next.

After we were done, I felt so much better. I was laying in his arms with no stress at all.

"Did you have any stress?" I shook my head.

"Maybe you were right. Maybe you just needed some immersion therapy." "I feel so different now. I'm so stress free. Like if you wanted to do that again, I'd be all for it. You wanna hold me in public, go ahead. You wanna knock me up again, I say let's do it."

"Babe. Are you sure about all of this." I nodded.

"So? Round two?" "I'm up for it. I feel like it's been forever."

"Wow. This makes me feel so young again." "I know. It's like before we were married."

He kissed me and said, "I love you." "I love you too."

"Let's not do round two tonight. I just wanna cuddle with you." "I mean. We should probably get dressed again."

"You're no fun."

I got out of bed and put on some underwear and one of his sweatshirts. I threw him some boxers and he put them on. I laid back next to him and he pulled me into his chest.

"God. It feels so good to be in your arms and not almost have a panic attack." "I'm glad we figured out how to fix that."

"Who would've known it would be doing the thing that stressed me out the most?" He kissed the top of my head and said, "I love you."

"I love you too." Soon we both fell asleep. And let me just say, it was the best I've slept in months.