Harry's POV

"It's okay, Daddy's here." I whisper as I pick up the most wonderful little person in the world. Her little hands shake violently as she cries for comfort, I try to softly shush her as I cradle her in my arms.

My heart thumps loudly as I try to create a rhythmatic rock. I sigh in relief as the crying slowly fades to a much calmer sob. So I make my way to the kitchen and I begin to sing as I prepare a bottle of milk.

"I got a heart And I got a soul, believe me I will use them both. We took a chance being a false one I know. Baby I don't want, to feel alone." I stop as my voice cracks and I try to maintain strong. So much emotion is carried in this song I can't ever bring myself to finishing it. But my little girl loves this song, whenever I start to sing she stops crying.

As I take the bottle from the microwave, I quickly do a dab test on my wrist, making sure it's not too hot. It's a little warmer than I intended it to be, but it will be fine. I place the bottle teat into her mouth and she instantly begins to drink. I smile as she closes her eyes in satisfaction.

She's only two weeks old and she is the best thing I have ever created. I've never felt love like this before. I want to protect her, love her and teach her all the important things in life.
I'm never letting her put of my sight after the heart ache we have been through.

My little girl was born premature, four weeks early than her due date. She's alot smaller than what she should be and her weight was dramatically low. But today is the first day of bringing her home and now I feel more responsible as a Dad than ever before. At the hospital she was kept in an incubator to help her breathe and to gain weight. It was the hardest thing to watch your baby lay there and I couldn't help her. All I wanted was to hold her and kiss her. She's my angel and I couldn't imagine my life without her.

I walk into the living room and I begin to explain to her how it's my favourite room. We probably have far too many bpictures up than most people but they are memories we just wanted to be surrounded by. I love pictures and I make sure I take plenty every day.

I sit down in the arm chair as she continues to drain her bottle. She only has about two ounces but it's enough to keep her full until the next feed. Luckily the midwives helped with getting a routine in order that I as a Dad can follow. I didn't have a clue how to change a nappy or how to feed her.

I look up as the bottle becomes nearly empty and I slowly put her on my lap, delicately holding her head and supporting her, I begin to tap her back. I hate trying to wind her, the midwives said she struggles a little bit but it's apparently normal for some to take a while.

After a couple more minutes I hold her to my chest and I stand up. I continue to tap her as I walk towards the fireplace. I smile as I look at the photo of Stephanie and Me a couple of weeks before little one arrived. Stephanie was in so much pain, her feet had swelled up and her hands. I rememeber her trying to put on a front telling me she alright. I regret not going by my instincts. I just went along with her and trusted her word. I'll never forgive myself.

I snap out of that thought as I suddenly hear a loud belch.

"Good girl!" I say pleased as I rub her back proudly. I kiss the top of her head and she turns her head as she snuggles into my neck.

I feel my throat start to tighten as my eyes start to prick. I can't handle thinking of Stephanie, going back to my instincts knowing something wasn't right, I will hate my lack of decision with a passion until as long as I live.

So when Stephanie became unable to walk and suddenly cried out in pain from severe headaches, I took her to the hospital. I wipe my eyes as the memory relives in my head.

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"You're suffering with what's called Pre eclampsia. It seems to be quite severe so we have to monitor you and the baby. If it gets any worse it can prevent oxygen getting to you or the baby and we'd have to perform an emergency cesearean." The midwife says as she looks at Stephanie and then to me. I look down at Stephanie who nods as she looks at me.

"It's okay." I say softly as I kiss the top of her head. The midwife excuses herself and I bend down and Steph looks at me. "You're in the right place so try not to worry." I say as I stroke her hair.

"I wasn't prepared for any of this Harry." Stephanie says and suddenly the monitor starts to go crazy. "What's happening?" Steph panics as she grips hold of my hand. The colour in her face suddebly falls pale and my heart starts to race. Two midwives run in and start to mess with the monitor.

"Okay Stephanie, we're going to have to take you down to theatre as the baby isn't getting any oxygen." The midwife says as she rushes Stephanie into the wheelchair. I quickly follow them as Steph checks I'm with her. "Your blood pressure has gone extremely high" She adds and Steph's eyes begin to roll. "Stephanie.." She says and I immediately start panicking.

"Stephanie open your eyes." I say and Stephanie sits there still. Tears begin to stream down my face and the midwife holds me back as they rush Stephanie through the doors.

"I'm sorry but you have to wait here. Stephanie's doctors shall inform you straight away when the baby is okay." The midwife says and I shake my head.

"But what about Stephanie?" I ask and she says she's not sure what's going to be the outcome. I nod as I look away in disbelief, this can't be happening. I collapse backwards on the wall and slide down to the floor. I take my phone and dial Mum's number.

"Mum it's me." I sob and wipe my nose. "I'm at the hospital and it's not looking good. Can you come please?" I burst out crying as I hear my Mum worriedly say she will get Ryan and Susan to come as well. I hang up and I let my head fall into my hands as I cry hysterically.

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What feels like a lifetime, the doctor finally walks towards me and I stand up wiping my eyes. I brace myself as I wait for him to speak.

"Mr Styles." He starts and I quickly interrupt him.

"Tell me they're okay..please!" I ask as I look into his eyes. He takes a breath as he begins to answer me.

"The baby is fine, you have a little girl. She's currently in the NICU as she needs help to breathe. You can see her shortly." He says and I thank God she is okay. I have a daughter. I almost collapse at the good news.

"Can I see Stephanie?" I ask as I look at him with more hope in my voice.

"You may want to take a seat." He says and I feel sick, I knew something was going to go wrong. Suddenly the door swings open and in run Mum and Stephanie's parents. Ryan immediately starts asking what happened and the doctor takes us into a private room. He repeats what he had said to me and they all gasp in delight.

"But, what about Stephanie?'" I snap and he looks to me.

"Stephanie's pre eclampsia shot up so high, it causes the blood to rush towards her brain. From what we can see, it's not affected her brain just yet, but it's caused her body to have a seizure and she's now in a coma." I collapse to the floor at his words.

"It's okay sweetie." Mum sobs as she bends down and puts her arms around me. I listen to Ryan as he asks more questions.

"Could we lose her?" He asks and I slowly look up at them.

"It's a possibility." The doctor says and I instantly feel like someone has kicked the shit out of me.

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I come back round to reality as a loud knock on the door makes me jump. I slowly get up and I head to the door, still holding her closely towards me, her little hot breath still tickling my neck.

I open the door and I'm greeted by Ryan. He smiles and I offer for him to come inside.

"You need to come with me." He says and I feel that sudden painfully ache in my stomach return. "She's woken up."



I quickly make my way down the cold corridors, I can't believe she's awake. I need to see her, she needs to meet our little girl. I pull the blanket ip further to make sure she stays warm and I spot Susan.

"Harry!" Susan says and she starts to stroke my daughter's head. "She's just through there." She adds and I gently squeeze my daughter in my arms for support as I walk through the door.

I sigh as I look at Stephanie laying still in the white sheets. Many tubes are running through her, she looks so fragile. I sit down and gently rock my daughter as she begins to whine.

"Stephanie. This is our daughter." I say as tears begin to stream down my face. Why isn't she awake? Has something gone wrong?

"Hello beautiful" I look up as a nurse walks in and immediately begins to awe over my baby girl. I really need to name her. "She's just fallen back asleep, she woke for a couple of seconds and her breathing as become stronger." The nurse adds with a smile.

"So she's getting better?" I ask and she looks at me and smiles.

"So far things are looking up. Feel free to talk to her as she can hear you." She smiles and looks back to the little beauty in my arms. "And what's your name?" She asks and I've lost count how many times people have asked me.

"Amelia, her name is Amelia May Styles." I answer with a smile. The nurse says how lovely it is and then suggests to leave us alone. I thank her as she leaves the room. Susan walks in and check if I am okay, I nod and ask her if it's okay to take Amelia. Susan looks at me in shock as I tell her the whole name I've chosen.

"It's beautiful Harry.." She says as cuddles Amelia and then leaves. I turn to Stephanie and I take her hand in mine. I sigh as I begin to speak.

"I have been praying that you'd stay with me. I've been so scared Steph, you really frightened me." I laugh nervously and wipe my eyes. " I don't think I've ever cried so much in my life, I've literally been an emotional mess. I've not been able to cope without you. I mean I've had no choice now you have given me the most beautiful thing in the world." I start to stroke her hand with my thumb. "She looks just like you, she's perfect. I've been struggling to name her as I've been too worried about what's happening with you. I knew you wouldn't leave me, because you're my magnet, I'm alays pulled towards you no matter what. We are inseparable, So I couldn't never lose you Steph." I stop as my voice trembles.
"I'm so proud of you, you've stayed strong when I know it's taken it out of you. But you have so much to wake up for, I'm sorry I missed your first awakening. I can't wait to see you smile again, your beautiful in every way Stephanie." I stop as I move closer to her.
"Anyway about our daughter, how weird does that sound? I've finally managed a name, and I think you'll like it. But you have to wake up for me to tell you." I smirk and I lean down and kiss her hand. "I love you so much Stephanie Amelia May. I love you with all my heart." I add and I stop as I feel her gently squeeze my hand.
"Come on Steph. Wake up. Please." I say and I stand up and stroke her head. She squeezes me again, I smile as I kiss her head and sit back down. I wait patiently for her to do something else, no matter how long I wait I'm making sure I'm going to be here.

Notes

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