Jessi

"So how long are you guys staying?" Gemma asked as I helped Anne to plate up dinner. I glanced at Harry and he nodded for me to answer.

"Well, me and Harry were kinda hoping we could talk to you about that?" I smiled at Anne and she almost dropped the pot of mashed potato in the sink.

"Are you guys kidding? I'd love to have you here. How long can you stay? A week? Until you leave for Tour?" Anne's voice kept getting higher and higher and she began clapping her hands with excitement.

"Well, actually -" Harry started before Anne cut him off.

"Oh my God, what's happened? Tour hasn't been cancelled has it? Oh no, all those people." She'd switched from excitement to worry in two seconds flat. Her brow furrowed in concern just like Harry's did and I couldn't help but wonder if our baby would share the same trait.

"Mum? No -" Harry chided, making sure she wasn't going to interrupt again. "We've uh -  we kinda put an over in on the five-bedroom place on London Road." It would need some work but I could picture us being happy there and the thought of our kids growing up in the same place as Harry made my heart warm.

"Is that the big L shaped house by the road with the big gate?" Gemma smirked. I could tell she was plotting some witty remark in her head. Her eyes flickered with mischief. 

"Yeah. Both entrances are pretty private and we could upgrade them easily." Harry plowed on oblivious to the scheming in Gem's brain. 

"I can't believe you, Little Brother? You go off and conquer the world, become a millionaire and still you end up living five minutes away from Mum? You're such a Mummy's boy!" She chuckled. 

"Uhm actually it was my idea." I didn't get a chance to explain any further as Anne bundled me up in a massive hug. "I mean, I'm going to need more help with stuff soon and we've decided I'm not going to go to Singapore or Japan with Harry and then after the baby is born, well to be honest, I don't have a clue what I'm doing and you're literally the best Mum I know. Please help me?" I continued to mumble into her shoulder as she hugged me tighter.

"Of course, I'll help you. I love you. Nobody has a clue what they're doing. Still don't." Anne chuckled. "But these two turned out all right."

"I love you too." Harry joined our bear hug. "Me too." Gem quickly added and then there were four of us stood hugging each other so tight you'd think the world was about to end or something but I couldn't have been happier. 

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Harry

"Mum?" I asked once we were all seated at the table.

"Yes, Harry?" She mocked my serious tone, but I was feeling nervous about bringing up the subject of the name Jessi and I had chosen. I hoped she'd be happy.

"We think we've found a name for our baby." I reached my right hand out and squeezed Jessi's tight.

"Oh yeah! That's amazing. Can you tell me and Gem or do you want to keep it a secret?" My Mum grinned wider than I'd ever seen. I loved seeing her smile, it made me feel all warm inside.

" Well, see - uhm..." I struggled to form the words properly.

"We need to make sure it's okay with you first. And if it's not, then don't worry about it, we'll find something else." Jessi finished for me and I squeezed her hand to say thank you.

"You want to name him or her after Robin, don't you?" My Mum could always read me like a book but I was struggling to read the expression on her face right now and when I saw the tears roll quietly down her cheeks, I knew it had been too big of an ask.

" Sorry, Mum." I apologised and reached for her hand but instead she almost knocked me over as she wrapped me up in a hug, pulling Jess in too.

"I think it's beautiful. He would be so honoured. Thank you guys." She was properly sobbing now, her tears soaking my t-shirt, but I didn't care.

"Robin Monroe has a nice ring to it." Gemma added, and I saw her wipe away her tears.

"Robin Ann Styles, sounds better though." Jess added, and I struggled to make out what anyone said as everyone spoke at once. I had all of my girls in my arms and my baby, maybe I should be hoping for a boy? Even out the score a bit.

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"Not think of throwing Gemma in there, Little Brother?" My sister smirked as we loaded the dishwasher.

"Sorry Gem, if we have another girl then your name will definitely be there. Promise." Jessi smiled as she carried through the last of the plates.

"Jessi, Sweetheart, I told you to go sit down." My Mum fussed before taking the plates from her arms.

"Now I know where all your fussing comes from." Jess teased me before hugging my Mum tight and heading towards the front room.

"Oh, Harry. Could you get me any clothes that you and Jess need washing?" My Mum smiled, and I headed upstairs, smiling as I passed Jess chilling on the sofa, if I'd have asked her to that she'd still be protesting. I'm glad there's somebody she listens to. I jogged upstairs two at a time, eager to collect the washing so I could snuggle with my Love and our baby. I scooped my washing out the hamper and then bent down to pick up Jessi's dress. I sighed when I heard something thud off the floor. I threw the washing on the bed so I could retrieve it but as my fingers wrapped around the small ring box, I felt my heart race. I placed it down on the dresser and wondered where I should keep it. I had been keeping it in the top drawer here but had moved it back to my pocket because Jess didn't hesitate before rifling through that drawer to get herself a t-shirt to sleep in. It would be so much easier if it was just on her finger like it was supposed to be. I'd thought about asking her to marry me several times but I was scared she'd think I was just asking her because of the baby. How had things gotten so messed up? We should be getting married if we were having a baby. Hell, I thought we'd be married first.

"Harry, your Mum says she'd like the washing sometime today." I heard Jessi's sweet voice as she walked into the room. "Harry?! Are you okay?" She rushed to my side and wiped away tears I hadn't even noticed and then wrapped her arms around me. Her bump pressing into my body.

"I'm okay, was just thinking how we're doing things in the wrong order. I mean I hoped we'd be married before we had a baby." I confessed as one hand rubbed circles in the small of her back and the other worked its way through her long wavy hair, I instantly felt calmer. 

"Who's to say what the right order is, Harry? Maybe this is the path we were always meant to follow? But I'm sorry if you're upset - I didn't mean to get pregnant." I felt the tense in her body and I felt like a massive asshole. 

"Baby, I'm sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I'm so so so happy we're having a baby. Honestly, I am. I just had a different picture in my head when I used to imagine this, is all and that's not to say that I don't love our current picture just as much, it's just different. I'm just making things worse, aren't I?" I sighed. She shook her head against my chest, the motion tickled. 

"I understand. I love you, Harry Edward Styles." Her sweet little kiss zapping my heart.

"I love you too, Jessi Monroe." Now I was even more determined to make her a Styles.

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Jessi

"Jessi Monroe?" The sonographer called my name. My leg bounced on the floor as my eyes stayed glued on the entrance to the busy Sonography department. I had to stall her. Harry wasn't here yet. He'd had to go back to London for some last-minute meetings and suit fittings.

"Can you give me a few moments? I uhm - I - I have to find a pen." A pen? Stupid pregnancy brain.

"Jessi, Sweetheart, we can't put this off any longer. Harry told you to make the appointment, he knew he might not make it." Anne squeezed my wrist.

"I know but I don't want him to miss it." My heart rate increased as the door swung open but it wasn't Harry.

"I know but we can print out lots of pictures, yeah?" Anne tried to encourage me to get up. I took one last long look at the door before I sighed and stood up. Please, make it Harry!

"Hi Jessi, can you climb up onto the bed for me? Is this your Mum?" She gestured to Anne as we walked into the room.

"Mother-in-law. I'm so excited to see my first Grandbaby!" Anne smiled, and I chose not to correct her description. Our situation wasn't the easiest to explain, besides I hoped one day it would be true.

"So any guesses for the sex of the baby?" The sonographer asked as she instructed me to pull up my top and slide my trousers under my bump.

"Well, everyone is certain it's a girl, except my son. I think he's trying to keep an open mind." Anne held my hand tightly. My palms were sweaty, my mouth was dry as a desert and my heart was thumping like a train going full speed.

"OK. So this will feel a little -"

"Jessi? Mum? Did I miss it? Am I too late?" Harry crashed through the door, he was out of breath as if he'd run the whole way from London.

"We were just about to start. You must be Dad?" The sonographer smiled. Harry was instantly at my side, his hand linking with mine calmed my heart to a more reasonable rhythm.

"I'm so happy you're here." I grinned up at him. God, he looked so handsome when he smiled. His eyes all crinkled and that bloody dimple, so deep I could lose my finger inside.

"I thought I was going to miss it." His green eyes were already glassy, and we hadn't even seen anything yet. He was going to be a wonderful father, he already loved our baby so much.

"So is everyone ready to see baby and find out the sex?" The sonographer grinned as she pressed the transducer to my bump.

"Yes!" All three of us exclaimed, Harry squeezed one of my hands while Anne squeezed the other.

"OK. Baby is currently curled up in a little ball. Making my job difficult but heartbeat is good." She smiled and Anne gasped as the baby's heartbeat started playing through the speakers. There was a flurry of movement as the Sonographer began to palpate my bump. "There we go. Length and weight are both good and I can confidently say, your wife and Mum are correct. Congratulations you're having a baby girl." She turned the screen towards us and we all had tears in our eyes, nobody cared enough to correct her about us being married.

"We're having a girl." Harry whispered in my ear and he kissed some of the tears rolling down my cheeks.

"She's beautiful!" Anne exclaimed, and the room became silent except for our baby girl's heartbeat. Three sets of eyes mesmerised by the black and white images on screen. I couldn't help but agree with Anne, she was indeed beautiful. The most beautiful thing I had ever seen.

"You're amazing." Harry whispered, and I whispered "yeah she is," in response.

"She is. But I was talking about you." I turned my head to find Harry's green eyes staring at me. "I mean look at you, look what you are doing, baby. You are growing a tiny little person, our daughter, and it's just awesome and wonderful. I love you so much." Harry placed a gentle kiss on my lips and my cheeks turned pink.

"I know. It's crazy and I love you too." I brushed my thumb over his.

"And people think women are weak." Harry scoffed before adding, "I wish Gem was here and then I could have my four favourite women all together."

"Well, her and Michal are coming for dinner tonight so you can have your wish soon." Anne smiled. "Ooh look! She waved!"

Mine and Harry's eyes snapped to the screen to catch our baby girls hand moving back and forward. "Hi Robi!" Harry grinned and his large hand fanned out over my bump.

"We love you so much." Anne's hand joined Harry's and my heart felt like it might burst from all the love it held.

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"I'll get it!" I yelled as I heard the doorbell. I hurried as fast as I could to try to beat Harry to the door.

"I hope you get this excited to see me!" He joked as we both reached for the door handle at the same time.

"She doesn't!" I heard Gemma chuckle as the door swung open and I smiled as I was wrapped up in a hug with Gemma, Harry and Michal. "Oh, look who I found by the way!" She exclaimed as she stepped back from me.

"Dad! Danny!" I heard Harry exclaim before both men appeared in the doorway. Urgh! Now everything just felt awkward. Des liked me even less now I was pregnant, he'd referred to my pregnancy as entrapment on more than one occasion. Harry hugged them both and then Danny pulled me into a warm hug. "You look wonderful, Angel!" He whispered before he let me go.

"Hi Des!" I nodded politely.

"Jessi!" He replied curtly.

"Dad!" Harry groaned as his arm slid protectively around my waist.

"It's nice to see you." I smiled. I really tried to get him to like me, I hated how much it hurt Harry that we didn't get along.

"Yeah. Your bumps pretty big now." Des replied.

"Why are you all in the hallway?" Anne suddenly joined the group, and I was thankful when we all moved to the Living Room.

"So what brings you two here?" Harry asked.

" Well, we were checking on the new bar in London and we couldn't not pop into see our favourite people, could we?" Danny grinned and thankfully the atmosphere warmed a little as we all sat down, Des mostly avoiding me.

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"Aww look at her waving!" Danny cooed.

"Such a show off just like her Dad!" Gemma laughed, and I got lost watching mine and Harry's perfect daughter show off her moves on the TV screen. Des caught my attention as he moved to head to the kitchen, I decided to follow him. It was about time we sorted our differences for Harry and our daughters sake.

"You okay? " Harry asked as I clumsily stood up.

" Mhmm. Just going to get a glass of water." I smiled.

"Sit down. I'll get it." Harry fussed.

"It's okay. I can manage." I smiled. It was sweet how much he cared. He reluctantly sat down and I headed to the kitchen. I stepped inside and took a deep breath before I spoke. "Des? Can we talk?" I asked.

"I don't think we have anything to say to each other." He replied bluntly, and I tried to swallow my emotions but his words hurt.

"I just want us to get along." I said, my hand rubbed my stomach as Robin started to tumble around.

"And you always get everything you want, don't you?" Des scoffed. I took a deep breath and let his comment float away, my life had been anything but a barrel of laughs.

"We used to get along, can't we get back to that?" I asked.

"How long are you planning to stick around this time, Jess?" He replied, his eyes staring at me as he poured himself another Whiskey. "How long before you decide that my son just isn't worth the hassle, huh? Cat got your tongue?" He barreled on, not giving me a chance to speak. "How many more times are you going to fuck him over? And you know the really fucked up part is it doesn't even matter because now you've gone and got yourself pregnant, he'll come crawling back to you every single time." He gulped down his Whiskey. "I always worried Harry would end up suckered in by somebody like you!" He spat as he poured another.

"I'm not going anywhere." I said as I could feel the tears threaten to fall from my eyes. Des scoffed at my response.

"Everything alright in here?" Harry's arms snaked around me from behind and his soft cheek pressed up against my damp one.

"Dad! What did you say to her?" Harry snapped as he spun me to face him, his eyes were beyond angry.

"H, it's okay. Just pregnancy hormones." I forced a smile as I wiped away my tears. I didn't want them to argue. "Everything's fine." I kissed his bicep and headed back to the Living Room.

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Harry

"Don't let her lie for you." I snapped at my Dad as I walked to the fridge to get her the glass of water she'd forgotten. I half filled the glass with crushed ice just the way she liked it and topped it up with water.

"I didn't make her do anything. Not my problem lying comes naturally to her." My Dad replied as he poured himself another Whiskey.

"Do you know what Dad? Nobody is forcing you to be here so if you can't be nice to Jessi then you know where the door is. I've had enough of you being an ass to her." I sighed. I'd had just about enough of him. I'd been on cloud nine these past few months and I didn't need anyone upsetting Jessi and trying to ruin it.

"She looks lovely, Harry. The baby, I mean." My Dad replied. "I remember when we saw you on that screen for the first time. It was one of the happiest moments of my life."

"It was amazing, Dad. I never knew I could love anything as much as I love that blurry black-and-white image." I confessed.

"I'm happy for you, Harry. I really am. I just don't want you to get hurt again." He pulled me into a hug. He stunk of Whiskey.

"I know what I'm doing, Dad. No more dicking around. We're good. This is it this time." I said as I hugged him back before letting him go and making my way back to the Living Room.

"Thank you." Jessi smiled as I handed her the water. I perched on the arm of the sofa beside her since my seat had been stolen by Gemma and my desire to move her was overridden by the feeling of pride I got as I watched her fuss over Jessi's bump. Her Niece. My daughter. I don't think life gets much better than moments like these.

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Jessi

"Baby, are you sure about this?" Harry asked, his fingers fidgeting with his rings before he linked them with mine, which were shaking slightly. We were trying Exposure Therapy so Jeffrey had told a few paparazzi when we'd be arriving at Heathrow.

"No, but Andreea said it might help, so I have to try." I forced a smile. "How many people did Jeffrey call?"

"He said three." Harry replied as we walked towards the doors which lead to the exit of the airport.

"Three? Urgh. What if they told other people?" My feet automatically began to move slower at the thought and Harry slowed so he stayed beside me.

"Jessi," Harry stopped and cupped my cheeks in his hands, "you're going to be okay. Jeffrey trusts these people. Just breathe nice and slowly. I got you." His lips made a smacking sound as he kissed the bridge of my nose and that made me smile. I linked my hand with his as we started walking again. Suddenly a gang of guys who looked like they were coming back from a stag weekend surrounded us as we funneled through the door. I held my breath and squeezed Harry's hand as if my life depended on it.

"Breathe, Baby." Harry reassured, his thumb brushing over mine as I took in as much air as I could manage through my mouth and slowly let it out of my mouth. And just as quickly as they appeared the stags all dispersed, and it was just me and Harry again. "You did great, Jess!" He encouraged, but I knew the hard part was still to come. "Okay, which exit did Jeffrey say we had to take?"

"Exit D." I replied as I pointed across the wide open space. As we got closer, I spotted the Paps waiting. There was around five or six of them, crowded around the door. My feet slowed again and without skipping a beat he slowed to match me again. I placed my free hand on my bump as my heart began to race when I saw them shuffling to get ready.

"Just keep walking to the car and don't forget to breathe." Harry instructed as we exited the building and their cameras started clicking. I hugged myself to his arm as they moved a little closer.

"Morning Harry, Jessi. You look good guys!" One of them smiled, and I felt my heart rate slow. This had been much easier than I thought. Harry answered them as he pulled open the car door for me and I climbed inside.

"You okay?" Harry asked as he got in the car and closed the door.

"Mhmm... those were the nicest Paparazzi, ever. Why can't they always be like that?" I sighed. Clearly, my little experiment had been a bust. I'd need to speak to Jeffrey about how we could make this Exposure Therapy work. I wanted to get better.