Left with the Baby. (Harry Styles Fanfiction)

Forgive and forget.

Harry's P.O.V

A large banging sound rang through my ears from somewhere in the flat, it woke me up from my deep sleep. I had fallen asleep on my bed while Lilly slept in her buggy.

I walked across the bare room and slowly opened to door, observing the hallway. It was clear, the door to the main room and kitchen was slightly open. The bright light shone through the crack into the dull hallway.

I looked at my watch, its was 9 at night. After taking one glance at Lilly, checking nothing had happened to her in the past 30 seconds, I crept out my bedroom and into the main room. Only to freeze at my view.

Niall had pink and white baby clothing all around him in a circle. There was everything, from t-shirts with patterns on, leggings, trousers, dresses, pajamas and jackets. All pink and white, with the odd occasionally splash of another bright colour. He was sorting them into piles, neatly folding them. Next to him, going along the wall were different shoes, there were converse, uggs, mini toms, and sparkling pumps that you would find on a little girl going to a party.

Louis was on the floor with parts of something sprawled infront of him, he was ready the instructions carefully, lifting one peice up and then placing back down to pick another up. Beside him was a box, that had the words BABY COT on it. There were blankets and a mini pillow placed on top.

Liam was sat at the kitchen table, in-front of him was 2 clear baby bottles, a few mini pink bowls, mini spoons and blunt knifes and forks. He picked to spoons up by the nails of his thumb and index finger, looking disgusted before placing them over the other end of the table. He was organising food into sections.

Zayn was the funniest to watch though, he was trying to open a baby chair. So far he had managed to get his fingers trapped and was mumbling what seemed liked swear words under his breath.

What was going on? I took a step inside before falling over a large bag straight onto my face.

"Harry? You okay mate? .." Liam stood up from his chair and made his way over to me, offering a hand in support.

I brushed the curls out of my eyes and took his hand, steadying myself on my feet before glancing down to what I had tripped over.

A bag of cuddly toys..

"Whats all this?" I looked at each of them, who looked directly at Louis.

"We're sorry Haz, we're so sorry for getting mad like that. I guess that we were all in shock. So we took a drive and ended up buying all this stuff for Lilly, because we want to help. We want to be the best uncles in the world to her!" I looked at the others, who all had massive smiles on their faces nodding in agreement.

"I love you guys!" I ran for Louis and tackled him to the ground and hugged him, only to be joined by 3 other boys jumping on us shouting 'pile on!'"

"Shall we finish of sorting everything, then bring in Lilly to see her new stuff?" Liam rolled off the top of the pile and walked back to the table.

"Sure, anything I can do to help?" I shuffled my way out from under Zayn and Niall, rolling off Louis who was gasping for air.

"Help me put this cot together or she's sleeping on the floor tonight!" Louis jumped onto his feet just as my phone started blasting out 'My humps'. Four heads snapped in my direction all giving me questioning looks.

"What? Its a catchy tune!" I said back in defense.

"You're going to have to change it mate, do you really want Lilly's first words to be 'My humps, my humps my lovely lady lumps'?" Zayn sang.