harry styles x reader

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*2 months later*

"thanks for making lunch." i say to harry as we sit down.
"well it was either this or we eat out again." he replies. i shrug in agreement. i feel bad since i haven't been able to help around for a while now. my feet are killing me and i have terrible back pain.
"you can go to the recording studio today. i know you've delayed your music for a while." i suggest. harrys been stuck by my side 24/7 and i want him do something before i drive him crazy.
"actually, that's a good idea." he replies.
"how many songs do you have?" i ask.
"i think like 8 but mitch wants to write some more." harry says.
"oh wow. tim's probably mad at me that i stopped the album from being released until i give birth." i laugh.
"probably." he giggles. we spend some more time eating and talking until we finish and he leaves for the studio. i try and clean up as much as i can, but i am quickly worn out and my back starts killing me. i lay on the couch and take a nap. i wake up four hours later and my head hurts. i decide to call bff/n to get my mind off of everything going on with my body. i walk into the nursery and sit on a chair that harry got that has a heating pad on it.
"hey bff/n." i say.
"hey! uh you look miserable." she teases.
"i feel miserable." i reply.
"what's wrong?" she asks.
"everything is hurting." i say. i move from the chair to the floor. i curl up into a ball.
"are you ok?" she asks.
"owww!" i scream.
"y/n?" she asks worriedly.
"i think i'm having contractions." i say.
"ok, you need to time them." she says as she tries to calm me down. i set a timer.
"oww!" i scream again. i look at the timer and it was 3 minutes apart.
"ok, ok, ok. just wait for another couple of them before you go anywhere just to make sure." she says. we wait for another 10 minutes and they're still 3 minutes apart.
"i need to go to the hospital." i mumble.
"ok, y/n get harry and he'll drive you." she says.
"he's at the studio." i scream. i'm in so much pain.
"um, ok stay on the phone, i'm going to call harry with my landline." she says. she asks me for his number and then calls it. i can hear her talking in the background.
"yea. her contractions are really close. i don't know? she's in a lot of pain. ok. i'll stay on the phone with her." i hear her say.
"ok, y/n, harry is on his way. stay on the phone though until he gets there." she tells me.
"ok." i mumble. after what feels like forever, harry arrives at the house.
"hey!" he says out of breath.
"hi." i wince.
"ok it's finally happening!" he says as he helps me to the car. he holds my hand as he drives to the hospital. i keep randomly screaming out in pain.
"i'm sorry! we're almost there." he says. we finally get to the hospital and they admit me. i wait in pain for three hours until they give me an epidural. i finally start to calm down. harry sits beside me holding my hand.
"ok y/n. you'll be ready to push soon, hopefully." says one of the doctors. i can't stop smiling. i look over at harry and he's smiling too. he starts talking to me telling me random stories to get my mind off of everything. after 3 hours, more doctors come in and tell me it's time to push. i start crying.
"hey, what wrong?" harry asks concerned.
"i'm scared." i reply.
"it's ok. you're going to be a great mom." he smiles. i nod my head but tears keep coming out.
"i got pregnant by a stranger!" i scream. he laughs a little. i laugh at how stupid it sounds.
"are you ready to push?" asks one of the doctors. i nod my head. harry stands up and holds my hand.
"3...2..1..push!" says the doctor. i push as hard as i can. because of the epidural, it doesn't hurt that bad it just feels like a lot of pressure.
"ok! take a few breaths." says the doctor. i start trying to control my breathing. i'm sweating a lot and i feel like a cow. harry moves the hair out of my face and ties it up for me. he kisses my forehead.
"ok, push again!" the doctor repeats. after a few rounds of pushing, my baby boy is born. i hold my breath until i hear him cry. his cries make me sob. harry hugs me and gives me a kiss.
"you're amazing." he says smiling.