Little Things

Chapter 5

As the months went on, we eventually told Harry's fans. Of course they already knew, but it was really important to Harry that they hear the news from the both of us, just to confirm it. We didn't tell them the gender, though. Only my family, Harry's family, Madison, and Harry's band mates knew we were expecting a girl. We wanted to keep that information a secret from the media.

I was seven months along when Harry and I finally made our first public appearance together since the news of the baby got out. Harry had an interview for his upcoming movie debut, and he'd asked me to come with him. I stood behind the camera and watched as the interviewer asked Harry about the movie and if One Direction was coming back from their break. Then she asked him about me.

"So, Harry, you're seeing someone again, aren't you?" the interviewer asked.

Harry grinned and answered, "Yes, I am. Sara is my amazing girlfriend again."

"And she's pregnant too, correct?"

"Yes she is."

"How is it, knowing that you're going to be a dad? Are you nervous, excited, both?"

"I'm extremely excited. I can't wait to be a dad. If I ever do get nervous, Sara is right there to calm me down. She's absolutely incredible and she's so sure of everything, so being nervous doesn't really make sense. I'm really lucky to have her," Harry said, his cheeks slightly red. I smiled a little bit.

"Any news on the gender yet?" the interviewer asked eagerly.

Harry shook his head and said, "We want it to be a surprise."

The interview wrapped up and Harry came over to me. He gave me a kiss and enveloped me in a hug. I wrapped my arms around his torso and smiled into his chest.

"Did you really mean what you said about me being incredible?" I asked shyly, not looking into his eyes.

Harry lifted my face up to look at him and kissed my forehead. "Of course I did baby, you know I think you're incredible."

Harry posed for some pictures with the crew and the interviewer before we left the studio.

"Are you hungry?" he asked me as we walked to his car.

"Have you met me?" I teased, "Of course I'm hungry."

"Do you want to grab some lunch?"

I nodded and climbed into the passenger seat. Harry ran around to the driver's seat and got in. He started the car and we were off to our favorite cafe. It was Harry's favorite especially because no paparazzi or fans ever found him there. He really enjoyed keeping his private life private, which didn't bother me in the slightest. I'd always been a bit shy, so it was great to be on the same page with Harry about our privacy. Of course if a fan asked for a picture Harry would happily oblige, but he hated the paparazzi with their rude questions and giant cameras.

"So, Sara," Harry said, "We need to think of a name for our baby."

"I thought we'd already decided on Elizabeth?" I asked, taking a sip of my water.

"I really like Darcy," he said.

"But I already ordered everything with E's or 'Elizabeth' on it. I can't just waste all of it, Harry."

Harry's expression changed. I reached across the table and grabbed his hand. I traced circles with my thumb around his cross tattoo.

"Look, if we end up having another baby together in the future, and I hope we do, we can name the next girl Darcy. Sound fair?"

"You want to have more kids together?" Harry asked, his face lighting up as he did so.

"In a few years if we're still together and hopefully married, yeah, I definitely do."

"Okay, baby, that sounds absolutely perfect."

"What are we going to do about living arrangements? We can't have Elizabeth bounce back and forth between my apartment and your house," I said.

"There's a simple solution," Harry remarked, "You should move in with me."

I raised an eyebrow. "Are you sure? We've only been back together for a few months, Harry. Is this too soon?"

"Sara, we're having a baby together, and we love each other, so no, I don't think it's too soon."

I smiled. "So is this your way of asking me to move in with you?"

"Sara Grace Patterson, would you do me the honor of moving into my house to live with me?" Harry asked with a cheesy formal voice.

I laughed and nodded. "Yes, Harry, I would love to."

We spent the rest of our lunch laughing and teasing each other. That's what I really enjoyed about being with Harry. He made me laugh all the time. Of course we fought like most couples, but we were usually laughing. He made me really happy, and I wasn't sure how I got so lucky as to be with him, but I was thankful for him every single day.