Little Things

Chapter 12

"Thank you," I said, breaking the silence in Harry's car.

"For what?" Harry asked, his green eyes never leaving the road.

"For spending today with my family. I know you and my dad don't always see eye to eye, but it means a lot to me, Harry," I answered.

"Anything for you, my love."

My heart fluttered at his words. I always reacted that way when he called me "my love" or "baby." I'm not even sure why after being together for a couple of years I still felt butterflies, but I loved it. And I loved him.

Once we got back home, I decided to go sit in Elizabeth's nursery. Looking around what used to be a guest room, everything really started to sink in. I was going to be a mom soon. There was going to be this tiny little girl, half Harry and half me, that depended on me for everything. Harry and I were back together, and we were living together.

I still remembered the first time that I met Harry.

I was 18 and drunk out of my mind at some bar that a bunch of girls I knew from college and I had snuck into. We were about to leave for another party on campus when I got separated from my group. I stumbled my way right into Harry, and the moment I first saw those green eyes is something I'll never forget. Of course, I'd seen pictures, but they really don't do any justice to how Harry really looks.

"I'm sorry," I slurred, trying to catch my balance.

"It's alright, miss," Harry said, reaching out his hand to help steady me.

"I'm Harry," he added. He gave me a smile which I tried to return, but I don't think it worked.

"I'm Sara," I replied.

"I hope this isn't too forward, but do you want to dance?" Harry asked.

"I don't want to fall in love," I blurted out.

Harry was taken aback by my words but quickly shook it off and said, "Neither do I. Let's dance anyways."

Little did I know that four years later I'd be pregnant with his baby and hopelessly in love with him.

"Hey baby," Harry said, entering the nursery.

"Hi," I said.

"What are you doing?" he asked.

"Just thinking about...everything," I sighed.

Harry walked to a stool in front of the chair I was sitting in and sat down.

"We're going to be parents," I said in disbelief.

"I know. And Sara, I want you to know that I fully intend on staying with you and Elizabeth, and I fully intend on marrying you someday. I'm not going anywhere, ever," Harry said.

"Harry, did my dad and Will say something to you?" I asked.

He nodded slowly. "You don't think I'm going to leave because I did before, do you? And because we aren't married?"

"Harry Styles, I do not think any of that. I love you, and I know you love me. Getting married now would just make it seem like we're getting married because I'm pregnant, not because we want to spend the rest of our lives together," I answered.

"But in the future, would you? Want to marry me, I mean," Harry timidly asked.

I cupped his cheeks with my hands and locked eyes with him. "I know that you are the love of my life, Harry, so in the future, after Elizabeth is born and we're all settled in, yes. I would marry you in a heartbeat."

Harry smiled at my words. I ran my thumb along his dimple and smiled back at him. I leaned in and gave him a kiss on his full lips.

Harry's POV:

I love her. I love her so much, and hearing her say that she'd marry me was the best thing I've ever heard. Although I wasn't officially proposing, I knew she'd say yes if and when I asked.

After our discussion in the nursery, Sara decided to go to bed. It was about 8:00, but she was exhausted. I stayed up, booking flights and talking to Louis, Liam, and Niall on the phone.

I called Louis first and he answered on the first ring.

"Hey Harry, how's it going?" Louis asked.

"Hey, I'm good. How are you?" I replied.

"I'm good, I'm good."

"So, Sara's going to be having the baby in six weeks, and I was wondering if you could and wanted to fly out here to be there when she does?"

"Yeah, mate, of course. I'd love to see Sara again, and you, too," Louis said.

"Awesome, I'll book the flight now and send you the information," I said.

We ended the phone call and I repeated the conversation with Niall and Liam. By the time I joined Sara in bed, it was 10:30. I looked over at her while she peacefully slept. She was so beautiful, even asleep and seven and a half months pregnant.

"I love you so much, Sara Grace Patterson," I whispered, "and I cannot wait to be a parent with you, marry you, and have more kids with you. I'm never, ever going to leave you. You're my everything."

A/N:

Double update! Thank you so much for reading this!