Harry Styles imagines

First Night Home With The Baby

You had just gone through 5 painful hours of labour. The only thing that kept you awake was Eleanor, your newborn daughter. You laid sleeping Eleanor in her crib and fell dead on the bed. You heard her cry and saw Harry immediately wake up, but you were to weak to get up too so you observed. He took her and she still didn't stop crying. "Eleanor please, your dry, your fed, everything is ok why are you crying?" He rocked her up and down staring at her sadly-angrily. "Eleanor please, I hate to hear and see you cry. Please daddy is very tired." you miraculously got up and slowly approached to him. "Shhhhh come, give her to me a second," he gently gave her to you. "Here, lets try like this," you said opening a little the blanket. "I once read that babies feel safe and calm when they feel their parent's skin. (Thats true)" (Harry didn't have his shirt on). Her cries lowered each time more until she fell asleep in Harry's arms.
Harry's P.O.V

My heart melted when she fell asleep, I felt like a daddy that same minute, I stayed sitting in a chair, feeling Eleanor's soft, warm skin on mine 21 minutes straight. Until I went to bed with Y/N. I put one arm around her waist and another one under her head like a pillow and started talking to her. "Your the one who just passed 5 hours of labour and I was the one whining." I heard her laugh weakly. "Well, men are like that I suppose." "Yeah, and that's why they need women like you to correct them. Thank you so much for being the mother of my daughter." "Thank you for giving me that opportunity, I love you." "I love you too." We all three slept peacefully the whole night that night.