the baby project | harry styles

Chapter 19 - The After Party

Harry's POV

A little more than a month has passed, and I was super excited for this specific evening. Tonight we were performing in London, where Cheryl was—she was going to see us. I got her a pass to be in the pit with Eleanor and Sophia, along with an awesome VIP pass to come to the amazing after party we were holding. It was going to terrific!

Anyway, the lads and I were just about to go on stage. We were warming up a bit, also about to do our huddle we do before we perform. It was just a traditional thing that we always did—it was something I loved to do.

"Alright boys. It's time to give an outstanding performance," Louis smiled as we all came together in out small circle. "One," Louis puts his hand in the middle.

"Two," I placed my hand on top of his.

Niall placed his on top of mine, "Three."

"Four," Zayn smiled and placed his on Niall's.

"Five!" Liam yelled, and we exchanged quick grins with each other.

"Let's do this!" We all chanted, throwing our hands up together. If I could say one thing about our band, it would be that we weren't just a band; we were family—brothers. And I loved all of them. I wouldn't want to do anything else.

"Good evening London!" I yelled into my microphone as we all dashed onto the stage in pure pitch black. The crowd of fans roared with screams, the lights finally dimming their way on. I smiled at everyone and waved. I felt hyper suddenly, which was the adrenaline I always got when I performed.

"Tonight is very special," Liam started, flashing me a look and a wink. "Tonight, Harry's fiancé, Cheryl, is here tonight with us! Everyone give her a warm welcome to the family!" Liam gestured with his index finger, using it to point at all the people in the crowd. They all screamed even louder, all of them jumping up and down.

"So, I'm pretty sure you all know all the words to this first song. And personally it's one of my favourites. I'm sure Harry could start us off with it," Niall chuckled, looking in my direction. As I smiled, the music to Midnight Memories started playing.

Before I started singing, I strolled over to the edge of the stage, trying to find Cheryl in the pit. I glanced down and saw Eleanor and Cheryl jumping up and down, and as soon as Cheryl saw a glimpse of me, she started waving her arm up at me. I reached down with a smirk and gave her a half-five, queuing my solo, "Straight off the plane to a new hotel. Just touched down, you could never tell. Big house party with a crowded kitchen. People talk shh, but we don't listen."

Louis started singing after me, and the fun had only just begun. Liam, Zayn, and I started dancing really weirdly as Niall rocked out on the guitar as usual.

"Midnight Memories!" We all chanted at the top of our lungs; even the fans sang along. I kept glancing at Cheryl. And she was acting just like a fan—screaming and cheering just for me. It was a wonderful experience to have her there watching me. I could finally show off my voice—hopefully I wouldn't mess up.

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The last song was Best Song Ever. I was sad that the concert was ending, but also happy because I got to see Cheryl and hear how and if she liked it. I mean, I'm pretty sure she liked it, but I wanted to hear her explain her experience.

"GOODNIGHT LONDON, ENGLAND!" The oldest lad yelled as the lights dimmed all the way back to full darkness, giving us the right amount of time to waltz off the stage.

"What a performance!" Liam grinned, removing his ear piece and setting down his microphone. I nodded my head in agreement. Honestly, I thought it was our best one of the whole tour.

"Yeah, it was sick!" Niall laughed cheekily. I nodded again. I guess I was just happy that I was getting to see Cheryl in a couple of minutes for the after party where all the drinks were. I was dying to get my hands on some champagne.

"Who wants to come to see Cheryl with me?" I asked, changing the subject completely. Liam and Louis raised their hands as if we were in grade school.

I laughed, "Vamonos!" I led the way down to the backstage area where the staff and other workers were having a laugh. This was where I was supposed to wait for Cheryl, Eleanor, and Sophia to get here.

"Help me find her." I commanded as they obeyed almost instantly. It was as if they were as excited as I was to see Cheryl, but they were probably just looking for their girlfriends too.

"There!" Louis pointed us in the direction as I spotted Cheryl who looked like she was glowing. Louis and Liam started running toward their girlfriends, so I decided to do the same.

"Oh my God! Harry!" She leaped into my arms with the hugest smile I've ever seen her wear. "You were incredible! I had no idea that you could sing like that!"

"It's a gift." I joked, putting her down gently. She gave me one of her looks, and punched me in the bicep playfully. I chuckled and suddenly I leaned toward her to give her a nice and long, passionate kiss on the lips. I haven't felt her lips in a month, and I was missing her way too much.

"I missed you so much, Harold," She gleamed up at me, her beautiful, auburn eyes shimmering in the light. I could literally feel myself falling into them.

"I missed you more." I kissed her lips again. I was starving for her.

"Let's not argue." Cheryl chained her hand to mine, smirking away. I also had missed that adorable smirk of hers.

This moment just felt right, and I didn't care about anything else. I didn't even know where Louis and Liam went. They just disappeared.

"So did you meet the other girls?" I asked curiously. I knew she did, but I wanted to know what she thought of them.

"Yep. Eleanor's awesome, and no offense to anyone but, Sophia's nice and all, but she's not that into having fun." Cheryl shrugged slightly.

I nodded, "Yeah." I was out of things to say, and I had no idea why. Before this, I was overflowing with things to talk about with Cheryl, but now—I was lost.

"Harry?" Cheryl asked suddenly.

"Yes love?" I replied, grinning down at her, waiting for an answer.

"I'm almost four months pregnant," She placed my left hand on her bigger-than-I-remember abdomen. I placed my hand under her shirt, rubbing her stomach soothingly.

"I've already thought about names." I mentioned, gazing into her eyes with lust. It felt like we were the only ones in the room, and we probably were, but I was too lost in this moment to notice.

She smiled, "What are they?"

I thought for a moment, "These are just names I like, but if you like them too, it would be great. Anyway, for a girl—I was thinking, Darcy or Sydney. And for a boy—Cody or Connor."

"Those are wonderful names, baby," She responded contently,"I get to see the baby in two more weeks by the way. I hope you can come."

Suddenly, I felt the baby kick, and it startled me. I flinched, which made me chuckle. Was the baby trying to communicate with me? Was it a sign?

"I wouldn't miss it for the world." I whispered and leaned in to give her another gentle kiss on her soft, warm lips.

"Can I ask you something? I've been wanting to ask you ever since I've got here." Cheryl asked me sort of in a hushed tone.

"Sure. Anything."

"Can we go somewhere private, and ya' know?" She whispered into my ear seductively, her breath giving me instant chills.

I smirked and nodded in approval, "Please." We shared a flirt like old times, and I started leading her to our tour bus.

Let's just say we had our own very special after party.

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A/N: Hey guys! I just wanted to say thank you for all the votes, comments, and reads. You guys are making my dream come to life. You're all amazing. I love you all so so so much. Leave a comment and vote if you liked this chapter. It was pretty cute, just like you ;) xo