Harry Styles Shots

31. Home.

I was making lunch when my phone started to ring. I picked up to see that it was Harry face timing me, I pressed accept and my husband's face showed up.

"Hey babe." I smiled at him and he smiled back widely.

"Hi sweetheart!" He waved his hand. "What are you doing?"

"Oh just making lunch, when are you coming home?" I said as I flipped the stake.

"Um just in about half an hour." He said.

I chuckled. "It's only half an hour, why'd you call?"

"Heyy! Can't I miss my beautiful wife?" He whined.

"Okay, fair enough." I giggled.

"How's our baby girl doing over there?" Harry motioned to my big baby tummy.

"Harry you just saw her this morning." I laughed. "But she's fine, she just keeps kicking, I think she's gonna be a dancer."

"Oi there, I can sense a British accent there, you're improving my love." Harry smiled widely.

"Why thank you good sir." I curtsed which made Harry break in laughter.

"And to answer what you said, no she's not gonna be a dancer, she's gonna be a footballer." Harry said wearing his smug face.

"Please, no." I shook my head. "I think you already have a son who adores football."

"Of course! Where's Eric by the way?" He asked.

"He's in the living room drawing in his colouring book." I shrugged, but just as I finished what I said, I heard a tiny little feet thumping on the ground.

I looked behind me to see my three year old son, Eric. "Mummy, when's daddy coming home?"

"Just in a bit sweetheart, do you wanna talk to him?" I gestured to the phone.

Eric nodded excitedly before taking the phone. "Hi daddy!"

"Hey sunshine..." Harry kept talking as Eric took the phone and went to the living room, counting to talk with Harry.

I laughed before I continued cooking lunch.

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"Hey honey, do you mind if the boys came over?" Harry asked me.

"Yeah sure. Actually invite them for dinner." I said.

"But honey you're pregnant."

"So what? I'm pregnant, not disabled." I rolled my eyes.

"Okay, but I'm gonna help, no buts!" He said which made me shut up.

After he called the boys and told them about our plans, we started cooking dinner, but in the middle of it, Harry walked towards me.

"Hadn't have a proper moment with my little girl." Harry said before bending down and kissing my almost 9 months belly.

"Harry!" I giggled as he started kissing my hips which tickled me then he started tickling my waist which made me burst out in laughter. "Harry stop it! That...Oh my god!"

Harry stopped tickling me before he looked at me with wide eyes, because my water just broke.

Before I could even react, a wave pain rushed through me which made me exclaim. "Harry the baby is coming!"

"Oh my god baby, I'm so sorry!" Harry said with wide eyes and I let out another shout.

"Harry now is not the time, we're gonna have our baby girl!"