Alex

After my graduation, Harry had planned a small party with my friends and family. It was lovely to see everyone and have a slice of cake, but this left me with no time to tell Harry that each and every one of the pregnancy tests came back positive. I was pregnant and very excited.

Pregnancy wasn't as pleasant the first time, mainly because I was so sad all the time, but it had its moments. For instance, I never felt lonely. Every time Emery's little hands would push up against my belly, I felt this instant love I've never felt before.

When the party was over, Harry came into the kitchen and smiled at me as I put everything away. "Guess what big poppa got for us?"

"You really need to stop referring yourself as big poppa." He put his arms around me and hugged me tightly.

"Guess." He ignored my previous statement.

"Let me guess, a brand new vacuum to clean up that less in the living room." He released me and let me turn to face me. His eyes were squinted and his small frown looked almost like he was surprised how wrong I was.

"No, although you might want to stop cleaning because I have a cleaning company coming over to leave this place spotless for us. We are going to Vegas." My eyes widened as he pulled a pair of tickets for our flight. "I set it all up for the next three days, you and I alone in Vegas with a big bathtub and very little clothing- alcohol and all I can eat." He winked at me.

"Harry that's so-" baby, there is a baby inside of me right now and I can't drink or go crazy with a child. I would have to tell him or not he would be curious as to why I'm not joining him on all the alcoholic fun time.

"Fun, exciting, amazing?" He teased. "What's wrong?" He lifted my chin up and pressed a quick kiss to my lips. "Hmm?"

"What about Emery?" I wondered aloud.

"Taken care of, your parents agreed to watch her and even Emery wants us to go." I nodded. "We leave tomorrow." He began walking towards the room. "We need to pack, not a lot, I plan on having you naked or in a bikini most of the time." He laughed and I couldn't help but put my hands over my stomach.

With time in the morning the next day, I decided to go to the doctor and get a test done there. It was positive and I was checked by the ultrasound tech who showed me the small blob in my uterus that was my child.

With all of this in mind, I went back to the house to finish packing my stuff and head to the airport with Harry.

Harry and I hadn't been on an actual trip like this, just ourselves. We had been a few places but we always took Emery or we were with his parents. It was exciting to be heading to Vegas with him but I really had to tell him soon that I was already about ten weeks along.

I wanted to tell him on the flight, but we had first class seats and a movie playing the whole way. I declined drinks from the flight attendant, which Harry didn't question, but as soon as we stepped off the plane and drive to our hotel, I knew he would begin questioning why I'm not enjoying myself.

We were staying at the Mirage, in a beautiful room one step down from a villa but still ridiculously fancy and with a view of the strip. Again I was going to tell him the news, but as soon as the bellhop left us alone, Harry lifted me up by my thighs and tossed me on the bed, kissing my neck in just the right spot.

Have you ever been kissed on the neck by Harry Styles? No, but as you can imagine it does things to a person.

One thing I remembered so clearly while pregnant the last time were the hormones and how horny I was all the damn time.

I felt my body reacting so quickly to Harry's kissing and was so sensitive as he began grinding himself onto me. He tugged his shirt off over his head and pulled the straps off my dress to pull it off as well. It was all becoming too much and I found myself moaning against his lips as his fingers just barely touched the wet patch forming on my panties.

My nails dig into his arms as his fingers pushed my panties to the side and slipped into me with such ease. "Fuck-" I cried out.

"You're practically dripping darling." He smirked. "Gonna take me like that or do you want me to use my mouth?" His words were making a tight knot in my lower belly get closer to undoing and completely setting off an explosive orgasm.

And he's barely done anything.

I tried to gain some sort of control of my feelings, but I couldn't concentrate on anything except the feeling I was going through. "Oh- oh- Harry!" I gasped and saw his face almost confused as to how quickly I had cum. My body slumped back against the bed as he pulled his fingers away and kept looking down at me and where he had just had been doing his magic.

"Did you just fake it?" My eyes widened and I looked at him confused. "You've never cum that quickly Alex."

"I was a little sensitive down there, just felt too good." My voice was small, and he seemed to believe me. "Lay down." I pushed him back on the bed and he seemed a bit more happy about this situation as I tugged off his pants and pulled him out of his pants, wrapping my hands around him to tug gently, using my spit to make it easier to move my hand.

I sat up and adjusted myself to hover over him, slowly taking a seat as he pushed into me and filled me up in one slow motion. I slowly lifted myself up and down, gaining speed and rhythm. Harry's hands landed on my hips but I moved them to my breast to hold them in place.

When we both reached our peaks and fell chest to chest, Harry held me close and kissed me all over my slightly sweaty face, pushing my hair back and whispering sweet nothings into my ear. "So beautiful angel, love you so much."

And what did I say? Well, my brain decided that then and there was a perfect time to tell him that I was pregnant, except I didn't say that.

"You put a baby in me," I whispered causing him to laugh a bit.

"I came in you, yes, but-"

"No." I covered his mouth and looked up at him, gulping loudly. "I'm with child," I whispered. "I'm pregnant."

We sat up in the bed, still naked and freshly fucked, which made him look even more confused. "Wait, what? How are you pregnant?"

"I guess the birth control was supposed to be changed and because of school I had forgotten about it and I knew I had an appointment but I got caught up with finals." He nodded slowly, not saying anything. He was quiet, way too quiet that I began to panic. My mind began to make scenarios in my head and tears just seemed to spill out of my eyes. "You're mad aren't you, I'm sorry." I began crying and stood up to run to the bathroom.

In there I found a robe and put it on while I cleaned my smeared makeup around my eyes. Harry stepped into the bathroom wearing his boxers and standing there with an angry expression on his face. "Alexandria, do you honestly believe I would be upset about this? You caught me off guard right after sex, baby."

"I'm sorry-"

"Stop saying that." He smiled gently. "Are you really pregnant?" I nodded as his smile got bigger. "Come here." I went over and hugged him tightly.

"Are you happy?"

He pulled back and looked down at me with a smile and pressed his lips gently to mine. We pulled apart and he spoke to me in only the way Harry would speak to me. "Angel, my sweetheart, you know that from the moment I met you, I wanted to be yours and for you to be mine. I don't care what the rest of the world thought when we had a baby the first time, it was our love that created her. And now we get to have another little miracle. I am the happiest man in the world right now."

"I'm gonna cry again." He chuckled and pulled me into hug him tightly. We let go and Harry dropped to his knees, undoing my robe quickly before placing his lips on my stomach and whispering that he loved me.

I didn't know why I was so nervous, of course, Harry was going to be there for me.

He always is.

Thanks for reading. Xx

-k