Harry Styles Imagines and one-shots.

Your Dream

"Baby, you've been really off this week, is something wrong?" Harry asked, slowly drawing pictures with his finger on my arm.

"Just a lot on my mind," I said, drawing a doodle of a pram on the side of my paper.

"Honey, you can tell me, I know something is really bothering you," Harry said sweetly.

"I got the job I wanted," I said in a low voice.

"What!" Harry said joyously. "Baby that's amazing! Why didn't you tell me? We would've had a party, we could've invited your parents."

"But there's something else," I said in a quiet voice.

"Oh no," Harry said worriedly, trying to catch my eyes.

"I'm pregnant," I said, barely audibly.

"What?" Harry sounded as if all the breath had been knocked out of him. I turned to see he was already crying. A smile, larger than life appearing on his face.

"Whats the matter?" He asked. "We've wanted this since we got married, kitten, this is perfect."

"But what about my job," I said slowly. "You know how much I want a baby, but I want this job as well. There's no way I can stay home with the baby with the hours doctors work."

"I see," Harry nodded.

"It's just hard, knowing I'll have to give up one of my dreams. I mean having children is my dream too, but this work at the hospital is also very important to me."

"Don't worry sweetie," Harry smiled, a little sadly.

"Why?" I asked.

"I'll stay with them," he said.

"What, Harry no, and give up your career in music? I couldn't do that to you," I protested.

"I've got out one solo album, during your pregnancy I'll be able to get another. Once the baby is here, I'll stop music. I just won't tour my next album, it'll be fine."

"Harry," I said grabbing his arm. "No way. Your music is so important to you."

"You know what's important? You, and that little baby inside you. I'm going to have a great time being a stay at home dad. I can't wait. We've focused on my dream for years, let's focus on yours."

"Harry, you are amazing. Thank you, thank you so much," I said, tears entering my eyes and kissing his cheeks.

Months later Darcy Robin Styles was born. She had my eyes and her father's hair. She was sweet and quite an easy baby. When she was 3, Harry hired a nanny to help him while he worked on another album. I soared in my work. I felt so fulfilled and happy with my life, and I was so glad I had someone like Harry by my side.

"Hi babe," Harry greeted me while carrying a basket of laundry, and flour in his hair.

"What are all these?" I chuckled picking up two dirty outfits from the basket.

"Darcy wanted to make cookies for you, but she turned the blender on too high."

"Mommy!" Darcy yelled running to me happily.

"Hi baby girl," I gave her a huge kiss.

"Did you save someone's life today?" She asked. Darcy was my biggest fan after Harry. She loved that her mother helped people. She wanted to be a doctor when she grew up too.

"Not today. Thankfully, nothing too serious happened," I said, nuzzling Darcy's soft cheek.

"I did go to the doctor myself though," I chuckled and Harry's head snapped up.

"You did?" Harry asked. "What'd they say?"

"I'm pregnant," I said happily.

"Oh my god!" Harry exclaimed dropping his basket to hug me.

"I'm so happy," Harry said kissing me over and over.

"We'll have to talk about what to do," I said quietly.

"No we won't. I'm staying home again. I want to. I'm not ready to tour again. I just want to produce another album and stay home with the baby."

"Are you sure?" I asked.

"100%, when I'm ready to tour again I'll make sure you're the first to know. I'm just so excited for this baby."

"There's gonna be a baby?" Darcy asked.

"Yes Princess, you're going to have a little brother or sister," I told her. She was as excited as Harry was.

Later that year, Jace Anthony Styles was born. He and his sister were thick as thieves. He took after his dad a lot, and loved music. When Jace was 5 and Darcy was 8, Harry decided he was ready to tour again. I was more than happy to support his dream. Though it was hard sometimes, in the end, everything worked out because Harry and I loved each other so much.