It's none of their business....
Harry and Emma have been together for 3.5 years when they find out she's pregnant with their first child, and right before their wedding. Read to follow the story of (v soft dad) Harry, Emma, Charlie, and their family...
"I'll see you before you know it, and we can text whenever, okay?"
"Okay," I say but it's muffled by Harry's t-shirt. "I love you."
"I love you too. I'm going to miss you lot," he says back.
"I'll miss you more," I cry into his chest, tears wetting his shirt beneath me.
"Em baby, why are you crying?"
"I'm sorry, it's just that the next time I see you we'll be getting married. I'm excited but also nervous and I won't have you there to comfort me," I whine, "That and the hormones," Both of us let out a pathetic laugh at my expense.
"I've really got to go, they've been honking," Harry whispers.
"Okay, I'll see you. I love you," I reluctantly let go and cringe when I see the tear stains on his shirt.
"I love you," Harry kisses my lips, "and you," he says, kissing my tiny bump, making my heart flutter. Next thing I know, Harry is opening the front door and with a dimpled, sad smile, he's gone.
I decide to text Annie and Gemma, my maid of honor and bridesmaid respectively, letting them know to come over anytime. While Harry is staying at Jeff's, the girls and I are having our sleepover here. I may have pulled the pregnancy card in order to get out of sleeping on Gemma's couch for the night, which was the original plan. By noon both of my best friends have arrived, Annie carrying the bags and Gemma with two bottles of sparkling grape juice.
"The party has arrived!" Annie squeals when I meet them in the entryway. Gemma has a spare key to our London house since we split our time between here and LA.
"Ah, I can't believe you're getting married tomorrow!" Gemma exclaims, pulling me into a warm hug. "Just as a warning though, my brother can be an arse sometimes so are you sure you want to go through with this?" She asks.
"Yes, of course, Gemma!"
"It's not too late!" she continues.
"I want a hug too!" Annie yells as Gemma moves to place our 'virgin sangria' in the fridge. I have to admit, I am a little jealous that Harry at least has the option to drink the night away while I sip on grape juice.
"After twenty-one years of friendship, I never thought I would be sending my best friend off to marry Thee Gemma Styles' little brother," Annie laughs, tears threatening to spill from both of our eyes.
"I know, it's crazy. Who would have thought that two five-year olds who became friends because of their fucked-up home lives would end up like this?" we laugh.
"Enough of this sentimental shit! What do you want to do, Emma? It's your day," Gemma says with a smile.
"Well, since going to a club is pointless because somebody knocked me up, how about a movie night?"
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Harry's P.O.V.
At the ceremony...
"How are you doing?" Jeff firmly grabs my shoulders, shaking me out of my thoughts.
"What do you mean, how am I doing? I'm losing my shit, mate," I tell my best man.
"What do you have to be nervous about? You perform in front of thousands of people; this is less than a hundred." Jeff tries to calm me down but if this were him and Glenne he'd understand.
"This is different."
"Okay, I'll let it go. I'm going to go where I'm needed now but I'll see you soon." Jeff says, patting my back once more on his way out to meet with my sister. I have five minutes to spare so I spend this time reading over my vows for the millionth time today. I'm most afraid that I'll trip up over my words and look like a fool. I'm also slightly worried about people noticing Em's bump. It's still so small that the thought hadn't even crossed my min, but she texted me in a panic two hours ago saying everyone was going to notice and judge her. I told her that it would all be okay and even when we announce it, everyone who's important to us will be supportive and excited. I honestly can't imagine how Annie and Gem are keeping sane right now. I love Emma, I just know she can be a nervous wreck at times—and that's apart from the extra hormones.
Earlier that day...
Em: Harry, I can't wear this dress everyone is going to know I'm pregnant and they're all going to judge me for getting knocked up before we're married! I don't know what to do!
My Very Sexy Groom <3: Baby, it's going to be okay, I promise. No one is going to be able tell, and even if they do, we know they'll be happy. Your bump isn't even that visible- only I get to see it ;)
Em: Haha, you're sooo funny. Also, remind me why I let you change your name in my phone?
My Very Sexy Groom <3: Do you not think I'm sexy? Because if not, then I think we should rethink this whole wedding thing.
Em: Right now, I think you're very annoying...... and sexy
My Very Annoying and Sexy Groom <3: Nice save. Now stop texting me and do whatever you need to do so we can hurry up and start this thing!
Em: I love youuuuuuu
My Very Annoying and Sexy Groom <3: I love you too, I can't wait to marry you.
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I'm told that it's time to make my way to the front. I have to be careful to watch where I step because apparently the groom's shoes aren't important enough to make a decent walkway for. It's all Em's fault for wanting a wedding in the fucking forest, but I'd gladly walk-through dog shit in my Gucci shoes to marry her.
Once I'm situated at the alter, a piano instrumental of Tiny Dancer plays, and soon enough Gem and Mitch come into view. Next to walk are Annie and Jeff, and when they get to their places, I notice my hands getting clammy. I glance over to my mum just before Em is supposed to appear and she gives me a wink, which I'm sure was meant to be supportive, but it honestly didn't calm any nerves.
During the song's short decrescendo, everyone turns in their seat awaiting Em's appearance. No amount of mental preparation could have prepared me for the overwhelming feelings of adoration, infatuation, passion, lust, and love I would feel for the woman walking down the aisle towards me. I didn't think I was capable of loving her any more since that day we found out she was pregnant, but damn was I wrong.
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A/N: Harry is so sweet 🥺 but what do you guys think??? Will people find out about the pregnancy??? I also included some pictures of what I was imagining when writing. I don't give any descriptions of what Emma looks like because I think she should be whoever you want her to be, this is just the dress I liked best (I hate that y/n is always a skinny white brunette so think of Emma however you want)
