A/N: grab some tissues
Real Life
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"I feel like my legs will give out any moment now." You breathed out, your face twisting as you stopped walking in the hospital hallway, gripping Harry's arm tightly.
"Do you want to sit? Should I run back and get-"
"No, no," You shook your head, turning around and putting your hands on the wall as you bent down, "Let's just get this done with." You groaned.
Harry's heart ached as he saw you in pain, nipping at his lips. "Whenever you're ready, baby," He bent down, pecking your head, "You're doing so well."
"Well, they aren't!" You snapped, "Why don't they just want to come out? Why are the so goddamn stubborn?" You couldn't help the tears that began falling, standing up as straight as you can as you looked at him, "I'm in so much pain already. I don't know if I can do this."
"No, no, no," Harry repeated, approaching you to cup your sweaty face, pecking your lips quickly, "Of course you can. They are stubborn, yes, but maybe the world just isn't ready to meet them right now. This is just to make things easier, baby."
You nodded, inhaling and exhaling, "You're right. You're right," You agreed, closing your eyes momentarily, "Paps are outside, huh?"
Harry nodded, "Gemma said it's a bloody apocalypse out there."
"It's 7 in the morning, shouldn't they be sleeping?" You chuckled, "I know we'd be doing that if I wasn't about to deliver our babies."
Harry laughed at you, putting his hand on your back, "We'd be doing so much more than sleeping if we weren't here right now."
"This is how you got me pregnant, Styles."
You started walking back towards the room, holding Harry's arm with one hand while the other was on the wall for support as you wobbled.
At the sudden feeling of warmth down your legs, you stopped abruptly, eyes wide and tightening your grip around Harry, feeling water run down your legs.
"Baby, are y-"
"Not a wee." Your head shook, looking up at him, "My water broke."
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"On the count of three, Princess," Dr. Reina spoke, "Are you ready?"
You groaned, tightening your grasp on Harry's hand, "Yes." You managed to let out, shutting your eyes as you tried to coax yourself into breathing.
"Alright, one, two," She began, "Three. Push!"
You pushed, letting out a cry as you did, feeling Harry's hand stroking your hair as his eyes were set on you, tearful and glossy as he whispered words of encouragement in your ear. "You're so fucking brave, darling. You're doing so well."
"It hurts like a bitch!" You shouted, gasping, turning to look at Harry.
"I can only imagine, baby. But we're so close to meeting our Tommy and Angel, love. So close. Just keep pushing for me and our babies, yeah? You got this." He cooed, drying your face with a towel.
"Push!"
And you did.
"Harry?"
"Yes, love, I'm right here." Harry replied softly, his hand holding yours while his other stroked your hair, pressing a kiss to your knuckles.
"You know that shirt of yours," You breathed out, "The red one you were searching for?"
To say he was confused would be an understatement. Never had he ever imagined talking about his missing shirt while his wife was delivering their babies. "Yeah, what about it?"
"I threw it away," You admitted, falling back on the bed after pushing, turning to look at him, "I accidentally bleached it."
Harry couldn't not burst out laughing, throwing his head back as he broke into laughter, "Did you now?"
You hummed in confirmation, nodding. "Thought I'd tell you."
"Seems like the perfect setting, darling." Harry joked, pressing his lips against your temple.
"Push!"
"Fuck my life." You groaned, beginning to push.
"I see the head, I see the head!" Dr. Reina announced excitedly, "Alright, Mrs. Styles, take a deep breath and push."
"Come on, baby," Harry encouraged, now letting his tears fall as he looked at you in your state of discomfort and pain, "You're doing so well, so well."
You almost heaved as you tried to take a deep breath, finding it in you to push again.
"God, why couldn't we just adopt another dog?" You cried, gripping tightly onto Harry's hand that you were sure would be bruised, "But nooo, we just had to be fucking rabbits."
Harry was finding it hard to stifle his laughter, biting down on his lip as he nodded, only wanting to show you support and not anger you, "Next time we make love, let's remember that."
"Damn right we will." You let out a groan, raising your head a little to look at the doctor, "Are we almost there?"
Dr. Reina laughed, glancing up at you, "You have to be the most talkative woman during delivery I have ever seen," She said, "Alright, alright this is it. Two more big pushes!"
"Push!"
It was when you saw Harry looking at the doctor with his mouth opened agape that you let out a breath.
"The girl is here!" Dr. Reina announced excitedly and only a second after she did, you heard the wailing of your baby Angel, "Mr. Styles, would you like to cut the umbilical cord?"
Harry looked at you, tears falling down his face as he leaned his forehead against yours, kissing your lips. You put your hand on his cheek, pulling away, "Go."
Harry walked towards the doctor, holding the scissors he was handed as his eyes were on his daughter, still bloody and crying. Getting told where he should cut the cord, he did, before watching as his baby was taken away to be cleaned and checked and he was then right next to you, kneeling down so he was on an eye level with you.
"Do you feel ready to push again?" Dr. Reina asked.
You shook your head, feeling too tired to give her verbal reply. "Alright this still looks healthy, everything is going great but if you feel like you're unable to continue this naturally, we can continue by doing a C-sec-"
"Holy shit, he's coming!" You shouted, your eyes widening as you felt the painful contraction in your lower abdomen.
"Do you want to push? Or do you want to continue by doing a C-Section, Mrs. Styles?" Your doctor asked urgently.
You shook your head, "No, don't cut my stomach, please," You cried, turning to look at Harry, "I don't want my stomach to be cut, Harry."
"It's okay, baby, you don't have to. No one's cutting anything, you're okay." He cooed, drying your face before leaning his forehead against yours, "You're incredible. Our baby girl is already here - baby Angel," He whispered against your skin, "You can do this, baby. I know you can," He assured you, "Can you? Can you do this, baby?"
You nodded, sniffling, "Yeah."
"Yeah?"
You nodded, inhaling, "Yeah, I can."
"Are you ready to push, Mrs. Styles?"
You nodded, turning your head to look at her before facing the ceiling, reaching your hand out to hold Harry's, who you felt him peppering kisses on your knuckles.
It took 9 minutes for you to hear your baby boy cry. 9 minutes between your baby Angel and baby Tommy.
"Go see our babies." You tiredly told Harry, "I'm just-I'm just going to rest my eyes." And by the 10th minute, you're pretty sure you dozed off into a much needed sleep.
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It took Harry some convincing assurance from the doctor that you were only knocked from how tiresome the process was and the pain to leave you. Don't get him wrong, he was dying to properly meet his babies but he wouldn't be able to think if you were, in any way, facing any trouble.
Harry walked behind the nurse, following her to the nursery and where his babies were, his heart thumping more and more with each step and he wasn't sure why he was so anxious.
He smiled gratefully at the nurse who showed him his babies behind the glass before he got a proper look at them and you bet he had to cover his mouth to stifle the sob that was about to leave his lips.
"Oh my God," He whispered to himself, a shaky laugh breaking out as he stared at his babies. Evangeline in a pink onesie, moving her hands and kicking her legs while Tommy was in a blue onesie, moving his hands in front of his face, "You're always shying away, aren't you?"
Harry sniffled, putting his hands on the glass, "You're so beautiful, goodness," He giggled to himself, "I love you and your mummy so much," He said quietly, "Evangeline Diana and Thomas Robin Styles."
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Harry grinned, meeting up with your families and close friends in the waiting area, "She's awake." And with that, he turned back and walked towards your room, his eyes falling on you as you smiled the nurse, quietly thanking her. "Hey." He cooed, pushing his chair close to you and cupping your hand with both of his, kissing your knuckles.
"Hey," You smiled tiredly, "Where are they?"
"The nurse's getting them." He replied gently, staring at you, "You look so fucking beautiful right now."
You scoffed, rolling your eyes with a hint of a smile, "Yeah, right. Of course I do."
"I swear on it." He quickly added, reaching up to brush your hair out of your forehead gently, "Thank you."
You smiled at him, edging as close as you can to him, "Kiss me."
And of course he obliged. He leaned closer, capturing your lips in a sweet and gentle kiss that felt like the love, appreciation and gratitude he had towards you.
You only pulled away when you heard a knock on the door, both of you looking at it before Harry let out a "Come in!", seeing your giddy siblings and siblings-in-law, along with Anne, Des, your dad and Camilla. Har carried two helium balloons, a blue one with "It's a boy!" on it and a pink one with "It's a girl!", Gem carrying flowers.
You grinned, closing your eyes as your dad kissed your forehead, "How are you?"
You nodded at him in assurance, "I'm well."
"Where are they?" Har asked excitedly with a grin, "I can't wait any longer."
"Give her a minute to breathe." Meghan laughed, sitting down on the sofa.
"I haven't seen them yet actually." You said.
"There aren't-there aren't any problems, right?" Anne asked with concern.
You looked at Harry as he gave her a smile of assurance and a shake of his head, "No, everything's fine."
"The nurse told me that twins usually take more time to get checked up, especially the second born." You said, turning to look at your family.
"Granny and Gramps wanted to come." Will said.
You nodded, "Good thing they didn't. I wouldn't want Papa to hurt his knees more." You said before attempting to sit up, Harry instantly shooting up to help you, putting your pillows straighter behind you.
"Good? Are you comfortable?" He asked, furrowing his eyebrows as he inspected your position.
You nodded. "Where are the rest? The girls? Ni and the rest?"
"They're just outside," Gemma answered, "We didn't want to just - barge in like that."
"Oh no, it's okay." You shook your head, "You can let them come."
Of course you were in a private room, a spacious one. A very spacious one. You didn't want anything too luxurious but with the amount of close people in yours and your husband's life, you knew you needed the space.
"I'll go call them." Kate said, standing and walking outside.
It was only a couple of minutes after Kate left that you heard a knock and again, Harry gave them the permission. The door opened, Niall's head peaking inside with a childish grin, "Can we come in?"
"Come in, you knob." You laughed, grinning as Niall opened the door, your friends all entering with vibrant balloons and flowers.
"Where are the peas?" Farrah asked.
"They're comi-"
Gemma was interrupted by a knock. Your friends clearing the way in front of the door and standing on both sides of the room as Harry, again, gave permission.
This time, it was a bubbly short nurse that entered with your baby boy in her arms, another nurse following her with your baby girl.
The tears gathered in your eyes, putting a hand to your mouth to stifle your sob while the other squeezed Harry's. Similar to you, everyone grew tearful at the sight, watching as you scooted to the side, patting the empty space beside you that was closet to Harry, the nurses gently placing Eva and and Tommy beside you.
You finally got a good look at your babies, both moving their limbs, Eva letting out tiny baby noises. "Hey, bubs," You cooed, "Hi, it's mummy," You giggled, gently running your knuckles on Eva's cheek before adjusting Tommy's beanie, "You kicked the daylights out of me." You chuckled, oblivious to your family and friends growing emotional at the interaction. Harry was staring lovingly at you, shamelessly letting his tears fall as he almost melted at the sight.
"Tommy has your nose." Harry giggled, poking Tommy's cheek.
"Aw, look at that," Har sniffled, letting out a gleeful chuckle as he peaked from above you, "Looks like Tommy has your eyes, Haz."
"They're so green," You agreed, looking at your baby's green eyes as he looked around his surroundings quietly, putting up his arms. You looked at Eva, laughing as she continued to let out tiny noises, now looking at you, "Hi," You cooed excitedly, "Look at these ocean eyes." You gasped playfully.
"Heard their eye colour changes. Is that true?" Eddie asked.
"They usually do but not all babies." Anne answered him.
"What even is your eye colour, Y/N?" Nia laughed, "It's green one second, blue in another."
"That's actually just about right," Harry chuckled, turning to look at Nia, "Y/N has blue-green eyes."
"Man, these babies will be beautiful." Trev said, letting out a sigh.
You smiled, not tearing your eyes from the curious babies beside you, looking at Tommy as he held Harry's finger. "They already are."
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kensingtonroyal: The bulletin has been placed outside Buckingham Palace formally announcing the birth of Her Royal Highness Princess Y/N Styles and Mr. Harry Styles' new daughter and son.
Her Royal Highness Princess Y/N Styles was safely delivered of fraternal twins. The baby girl weighs 7 lbs 5oz. The baby boy weighs 6 lbs 7 oz. Mr. Harry Styles was present for the birth. Her Royal Highness and her children are doing well.
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fan1 OH MY GOOOOODDDD
fan2 congratulations!!!❤️❤️❤️
fan3 Very happy news! Must have been hard on the Princess but it's a good thing Harry was with her. Best regards to the new parents and their new babies ❤️
fan4 WHAT DID THEY NAME THEM OMG IM CRYING
fan5 they're 9 minutes apart :'))))
fan6 the world is not ready for what's there to come
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EEEEEEEEPPPPP!!!! THAT WAS SO EXCITING AND EMOTIONAL TO WRITE! so excited and curious to know what you all think!
also, edited very interesting signatures in that bulletin board js
also peep harry's and y/n's similar reaction
and about the whole "green-blue" eyes, here look at my baby Alycia's beautiful eyes