One Direction Preferences and Imagines

Harry Imagine - Not so pleasant surprise (requested)

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"She, sweetie, we have to be quiet!" She whisper and giggle at your son's excitement. He squirms in your arms and squeals, a bid grin on his face.

Your grin is just as big as you walk through the back entrance of the arena, everyone waving hello to you as you pass, giving you hugs and gushing over your son. It was the first time he was coming to visit his dad on tour so non of the crew has seen him.

When he turned three, you figured he was well behaved enough to endure a flight and being away from home. Every since he was born, Harry resented being away from his little boy and begged you to let him go on tour. His argument always was that Lux was on tour when she was younger than your son, but your argument was that you were home so he would be too.

Now that your little boy was old enough, you booked a flight to meet the boys in LA, telling everyone except Harry. You had been texted Liam all day as he came to get you from the airport so you didn't have to ride along. He was leading you into the arena and down to the dressing rooms.

"So Harry has no idea?" He asks, a small smile on his face.

"Nope, unless one of you opened your big mouth," you tease and Liam laughs.

"If anyone it would be Niall or Louis, but I think they've managed to keep the secret. Harry was complaining just last night that he was missing his little tyke," Liam says, tickling the giggle boy in your arms.

"I'm not surprised he didn't say anything about me," you laugh quietly, knowing that Harry was completely infatuated and obsessed with his little boy. He always wanted to talk to him on the phone or see him in Skype chats. He couldn't wait for him to grow up so he could teach him how the play football and maybe even a few instruments.

You thought it was adorable, you loved that Harry loved your son like he should and wanted to spend as much time as him as possible. He was a real daddy's boy and Harry always rubbed it in your face for fun. You loved watching your two boys playing together, it made you realize how lucky you were.

Liam opens the dressing room door and you walk in to find the other boys, but not Harry. You furrow your eyebrows in question and Liam chuckles.

"The lads wanted to see the baby before Harry hogs him. He's asleep on the tour bus," he explains and you nod, smiling to the boys.

They all rush up and give you hugs, Zayn taking your son right out of your arms. You talk to them and let them play with him for a while before you start getting antsy. Being here and not being with Harry was killing you, you only wanted to see him. You missed him too, a lot, and wanted to feel his arms around and see your family together again.

After a half hour you scoop up your son and Louis shows you the way to the bus, letting you inside. Harry is fast asleep on the sofa, a pad of paper and pen on the table in front of him. You stand in the doorway for a while just looking at him sleeping peacefully. He was more beautiful than you remembered.

Your son starts squirming when he sees Harry and whining, so you put him down. He starts to waddle his way over to the sofa where Harry is, his hands reaching out in front of him, but he stops at the table, the pen catching his eye.