Nameless — One Shot (Patreon)

“We are assholes,” you said very bluntly as you entered his at-home studio. His head popped up from the stacked pages that held the possible lyrics for his next album. His eyebrows were knit together and his lips slightly parted. He wore big, framed glasses that made him irresistible. The optometrist had ordered them for him after you had shared that he held his phone too close to his face when reading texts.

“Christ, wha’ did we do?” He asked, clueless as to why you were making a big fuss. You had been going through so many changes not only physically, but emotionally too. You just prayed and thanked God that Harry was known for his never-ending patience.

“We haven’t told anyone” You through your body on the same couch that he was sitting just a few inches away from him. “At least not anyone close to us” You added, blocking, and throwing your phone on the cushion beside you. It was cold in the basement, so you threw on the first blanket you saw.

“S’not true. We told our parents” He scratched the beard that he had been growing since the tour had ended. “It’s too early anyway” He dropped the pencil and sat back. He was now clearly invested and entertained by the conversation.

“It’s been four months” You giggled at his awful sense of time. “We are almost halfway there”

“I think we should pull a whole Kardashian situation” He shrugged, as he shifted his body towards you and grabbed your ankle from under the blankets. Harry referred to how all the members of the Kardashian clan always hid their pregnancies until the child had been born.

“All of their friends always know that they're pregnant” You laughed as he ticked your foot after taking off the dinosaur-themed sock. You grabbed a pillow and chucked it at him but missed.

“I am trying to be a nice husband and give you a foot massage and not only you are insulting me but throwing pillows at me!” He gasped with a big smile threatening to give him away.

“Sorry. I love you” You smiled, nudging him gently with your foot, so he would continue.

“You are lucky that you are cute and that you are pregnant with my baby” he mumbled kissing the inside of your ankle before starting to massage the bottom of your foot. “I want to keep you both save and once it’s out there; I can't do much”.

You had been pregnant before. It had been before Love on Tour began. Unfortunately, you had lost the baby. The emotional pain had been unmeasurable. You cried every day and Harry isolated himself from the world. None of you spoke a word about it those first few weeks. That all ended when both of your mothers turned up at the front door. They dug both of you out of depression and pushed you to keep going.

“Just think how Jeff, James, Mitch, and Sarah are going to feel when they find out that we kept them in the dark because we didn’t trust them enough” You argued, “our friends deserve to know”.

“I guess you are right,” Harry said after a few minutes of silence, “But that’s it. We are still not telling the rest of the world until you give birth” it was a compromise and if you had learned something about being in a relationship for so long was to always find the middle ground.

“You got yourself a deal” You winked as he moved to the other foot. “We also must choose names” Harry groaned and threw his head back. “Just for a few minutes”. You had decided not to find out the sex of the baby until the birth which meant you needed at least two names. It always ended with both of you being over saturated and hating every single name in the books. It drove Harry nuts, but he also didn’t want to produce a weird name that made him stand out more. Neither of you wanted to give him an incredibly unique name. He or she was already going to have enough of being Harry Styles and Y/N Y/L/N daughter or son.

You weren’t as famous as Harry because you were new to the industry, but you had a promising future. Producers and directors have been begging for you to be in their movies after your latest movie which had been nominated for an Oscar.

“Zeke? You asked as you looked through a list that you had narrowed down to. “Zeke Styles” you sound it out for him as he kept his gaze on your feet.

“No. I hate it” He responded quickly, “He sounds like a proper jackass. He sounds like a big bully” You laughed at the stories he produced.

“Jasper?” You already knew the answer to it, but just wanted to confirm. “Jasper Styles” he looked like had been insulted but doesn’t utter a word. “I used to have a crush on a guy named just like that. He seemed like a cool guy”.

“Absolutely not. Jasper? Like one of the twilight dudes?” He snapped as you laugh, realizing that he was right, and now the name didn’t sound that appealing. “Where the fuck are you getting his names from, pup? There is no way in hell that we are naming our kid after a past crush of yours”.

“Arlo?” You asked and waited for him to explode, but you were met with silence. “Honey?”.

“Arlo Styles” he whispered as he moved closer to you. “It’s not that bad”

“So that’s a maybe?”

“Yes,” Harry nodded as he pulled you into his arms. “How about if it’s a girl”

“Flora Styles” You had always loved the name.

“Stunning” Harry smiled, planting a big kiss on her cheek. “I also liked Rory”.  Last time, it had been the only name that you had chosen out of millions. “But Flora is also lovely”.

“Good. Those three are our finalists” You erased the rest of the names on the list. “How are we going to be parents?”

“I can’t wait” Harry’s finger slid under your shirt and caressed the tiny bump that had begun growing. “When should we tell them?”

“Next week?” you suggest, wanting to enjoy the rest of the week in the comfort of the house. You also didn’t want to leave the house anytime soon because hiding your pregnancy gave you anxiety. “Or whenever they are here”.

A few weeks later, Harry had invited everyone over for the day and to catch up. You stayed in your bedroom most of the day since you were particularly tired and had an upset stomach. You could still hear them laughing and Harry’s tipsy voice. You eventually grew tired of watching movies and sitting. So, you decide to throw on a t-shirt and some jeans and a sweater over it before heading outside.

“Hey! Where have you been!” James was the first you crossed as you watched down the stairs. He had his phone against is ear as if he was in the middle of a call. You just leaned and gave him a side hug, not wanting to press your pregnant belly against him

“In bed. I didn’t get much sleep last night’ He nodded then turned his attention back to his call. You silently patterned through the house, following the loud voices into the living room. It was a chilly night, but the windows were opened, and Harry had even started a fire.

“Hi” You shyly waved as you entered the room. Sarah, Mitch, Jeff, and his wife were sitting on the couch. Harry stood in the middle, holding a glass of red wine. It seemed like you had interrupted one of his stories.

“Hi! We were starting to worry” Sarah added as she stood up and hugged you. Since you had gotten pregnant, you had started tiptoeing around Sarah. She was already a mother, and you were sure that she could smell your pregnancy from miles away.

“I’ve being trying to catch some sleep”

“Is Harry keeping you up or what?” Jeff joked as you wrapped your arms around Harry from behind. You stood on your tippy-toes and kissed the nape of his neck, right where his famous curls ended. His body relaxed as he felt the warmth of your body and your soft touch.

“Hi pup” he whispered as he pulled you to his side. “What are you doing up, huh?”

“Bored” you admit, “plus, it sounded like you were having a great time”.

“Give the girl a glass and let her join” Gleene reached out for the bottle on the coffee table.

“Actually, I am alright” You sat beside Sarah and cuddled beside her.

“Mitch and Sarah got a new house” Harry pointed out before heading into the kitchen for something to drink for you.

“You have to see it” Sarah excitedly said, “I need help decorating, and I could really use your help” You had received the many texts from Sarah, but something always came up.

“When?”

“Is tomorrow too soon?” You shook your head and smiled, then Sarah continued telling you what she wanted and what style she was going for.

“You can’t tomorrow” Harry interrupted as he walked back into the room.

“Why not?”

“We’ve got to run some errands” He handed you a glass of ice-cold water then settled beside you.

“I am sure it won’t take her all day!” Mitch tried to reason with both of you.

“Plus, you’ve been missing lately” Jeff added, “She just wants to catch up with you”

“And you just said you could!” Sarah frowned turning to look at you, “didn’t you?”. You closed your eyes feeling the pressure from everyone staring and interrogating her. You wanted to wait until the upcoming week. Everything was planned, but you feel like you could burst. You felt cornered.

“You are a terrible liar” Mitch pointed out before you could utter a word. “We know you are lying. Just tell us!”

“I am not lying!” Harry defended himself, but he was already nervously smiling and chuckling.

“Just tell us, babe” Sarah grabbed your hand for reassurance.

You turned to look at Harry, looking for support. He just winked and you and smiled which you took as a go ahead.

“I am pregnant” you finally gave in.

“Bullshit” James's voice startled everyone as he walked into the room just as she was sharing the news.

“Is this some kind of prank?” Jeff asked as he stood up from his spot. Harry frowned and pulled the latest ultrasound picture from his back pocket. He always carried it with him.

“No fucking way!” Mitch yelled, pacing his wine glass on the table. Gleene was teary-eyed with her hands up to her face, shocked at the news.

“Show them” Harry told you and so you stood up with the patience in the world and showed them your pregnant belly under all the sweaters and shirts.

“How far along are you?” Sarah asked as her cold hands caressed your belly.

“Four months and two weeks” You shared, “We don’t know the sex. We are waiting until the birth” Everyone pulled the both of you into warm hugs as they continuously congratulated you.

“I am so happy for you both” James cried, “Being a parent is the most rewarding thing in this world” he patted Harry on the back.

“It really is” Mitch agreed, “we are here for anything you might need”.

Sarah kept her arms around you, extremely happy for you both. She knew how badly you had wanted it. How long you had cried after the miscarriage and how much you had prayed for a pregnancy. She had seen you struggle.

“One more thing, we want to keep this quiet. Only our families know at least until Y/N gives birth” Harry trusted them more than anyone, so he didn’t have to worry of them sharing anything to the public.

“We wanted to tell you because you are our family too, and we wanted you to be part of this” Your voice cracked as you tried your best not to cry in front of everyone.

“We are having another baby!” James yelled, “Jeff and Glenne is your turn now” he joked since they were the only couple without kids. “What are we naming him or her?” Everyone started throwing names at them and suggesting things.

You felt blessed to be surrounded by people who genuinely loved you and already loved your unborn child.