Only Angel

I Dreamed About You ✔️

I stand in the doorway of our bedroom watching Harry cradling our newborn baby girl in his arms. Her green eyes are open slightly but soon close fully from tiredness. Harry is stroking her curly brown hair lovingly.

I listen to him quietly singing to her. "Sweet creature, sweet creature. Wherever I go, you bring me home. Sweet creature, sweet creature. When I run out of road, you bring me home." I walk into the room and sit down next to Harry who keeps singing softly.

He finishes singing and the baby is asleep in his arms. He reaches the hand over that isn't holding my hand and grabs my left hand. He kisses it. "I love you so much Grace. Thank you for giving me the best gift." Right as I'm about to reply I hear beeping.

That's when I wake up. It was all a dream. I open my eyes and sigh. I go to get up but am stopped by an arm around my waist. I turn and see Harry looking at me. His green eyes staring into my blue ones.

"What were you dreaming about?" He asks while moving hair out of my face. His thumb brushes my lip. I don't know why but I feel slightly embarrassed about telling him about my dream. I mean, I know he wants kids but would he want them with me one day?

I take a deep breath before answering. "I was actually dreaming about you, and..." I pause, unable to say the last part. "And?" He asks. I smile slightly. "Promise you won't freak out on me? It was only a dream." I sigh. He nods. I take a deep breath before telling him.

"I dreamed that you and I had a baby. A little girl to be exact. Harry, it was so real." A tear slips out of my eye. God, why am I crying it was just a dream. I look up at Harry to see his expression. At first, he looks shocked, but then a smile makes its way onto his face.

"Would it be weird if I say I had a similar dream?" He laughs. A smile breaks out onto my face when he says he had the same type of dream. "What was your dream about?" I ask. "You were pregnant. Very pregnant to be exact." He laughs while drawing circles on my stomach with his index finger.

"Harry, can I ask you a question?" I hesitantly ask. He nods, a smile on his face. I take a deep breath before asking him the dreaded question. "Harry, do you see yourself ever having kids, specifically with me?" Even though we've only known each other for a few weeks, it feels like we've known each other forever.

His smile grows even bigger. "Of course I want kids with you. This might sound crazy but I feel like we're meant to be. Like were soulmates or something." My heart melts at his words. He does want kids with me!

I gently grab his face and kiss him softly, fuck morning breath. He responds instantly. I pull away and rest my head in his neck. He kisses my hair. "I love you." I hear his whisper. I look up at him with a big smile on my face. "I love you too Harry." We kiss again.

"Want to go see a movie today? It is Saturday after all." He says. I smile. "Sure, I'd love too."

***

We decided to see 1917 since Harry had been in a war movie, he felt drawn to it. I ended up crying and Harry had to comfort me. I won't give spoilers, sorry. The theater was packed but no one seemed to notice Harry, luckily.

As we're leaving the theater to head to the car a group of girls sees Harry. There's about 3 of them. Two blondes and one brunette. They start walking over to us and Harry gives me an apologetic smile. "Sorry" He mouths as they reach us.

"OMG, you're Harry Styles! Can we get a picture?" The brunette asks. "Sure!" Harry responds with a wide smile. "Can you take the picture please?" The brunette asks. "No prob." I respond taking the phone from her hands.

I snap the picture of the three of them and they thank me and Harry. The girls walk away giggling. Harry takes my hand and we head towards the exit. Luckily, we're able to make it to the car without any more fans spotting us.

"I'm so sorry our date got ruined by my fans. I just can't seem to ever tell them no." He laughs. I smile and take his hand. "It's alright. I know it probably made their day. He smiles at me and kisses my hand, an action I find very endearing.

We drive back home after picking up food from a vegetarian Mexican restaurant that Harry said I had to try. Once back home we eat in the kitchen. I take a bite of my taco and it honestly tastes really good. "So... how is it?" Harry asks. I decide the tease him. "It's alright." I can't keep a straight face so I end up laughing. Harry's face goes from disappointment to amusement in a matter of seconds. "Oh, your cheeky aren't you." He laughs.

Once we're done having our delicious dinner, a thought comes into my head. "Hey Harry, I was thinking since people keep seeing us in public together and the news is speculating all these theories, why don't we put them to rest. Why don't we make our relationship Instagram official, unless you're not comfortable with it then I understand." I say this while I'm washing the dishes.

"I was thinking the same thing love." I look at him from the corner of my eyes and see that he's smiling. I wash my last dish and put it on the drying rack. "Ok let's do this." I already have the perfect pic of Harry. It's the picture of his from outside the pizza shop. "I'm going to post the picture of you from last night." I say showing him the picture. "Same." He says. "Wait what do we caption them?"

Harry looks at the photo for a second before speaking. "You have a pizza my heart. That the caption." I let out a laugh at the cheesy caption. "Perfect."

We post the pictures with the same caption and tag each other. We turned off the comments to avoid people being negative. Seconds after posting both our phones are blowing up with likes. I open Twitter to see Harry Styles New Girlfriend is trending. Harry is receiving tons of tweets from fans asking if he was hacked or if it's real with his replying that it is indeed very real.

We both turn off our phones and place them on the table. "Hey listen I'm going to be on the Tonight Show on Wednesday, is it alright if I talk about you?" He asks. I smile at him. "Of course you can." He smiles and kisses my cheek. "You, Grace Richards, definitely have a pizza my heart."

I let out a loud laugh at his comment. "And you, Harry Styles, have a pizza my heart as well."