Harry Styles-Wilson: Hockey Husband [Sequel to Harry Who?] (Completed)

“You knew, didn’t you?” Harry asked as he and Ellie lay in bed together after ‘celebrating’ the news.

“What?” Ellie froze and worried that he’d somehow found out that she had in fact received the phone call a few minutes earlier than she’d let on.

“Just like, intuition, you know? You were so calm about it, you must have know somehow -internally- that you were pregnant.” Harry explained.

“Oh, um,” she relaxed back into his secure embrace. “Maybe. The whole missed period thing was kind of a red flag, but I guess that can happen for various other reasons. There have been a few random food cravings, though.”

“Really? Like what? Whatever you want, I’ll get it for you - no matter what time it is, I’ll run to the store or wherever and get you whatever you two want,” he said to Ellie, and her tummy.

She smiled and laughed at him before responding. “Maybe it’s my body’s way of telling me I should return to Canada, but...poutine.” She bit her lip to keep from grinning.

“Really?” Harry opened his eyes wide. “I guess this baby is truly Canadian.”

“Well, it’s at least half,” Ellie laughed. “I guess we’ll find out if how Canadian it is if it wants to play hockey or not.”

“Oh, I hope not,” Harry shook his head, suddenly serious. “I don’t think I could stand the stress of that. What I’ve gone through with you playing hockey was bad enough, but….a kid, a child, that I created, out there risking a concussion -or worse- for sport?” He shook his head and stared off into space, deep in thought.

“Harry, kids face dangers like that every day. Just riding in a car, or crossing the street, could hurt them as much as playing hockey.” Ellie said, not helping Harry’s predicament. “But we have long time before we need to worry about that.” Ellie smiled comfortingly, and rolled over to cuddle Harry until they fell asleep.

The next night, before his second show at Madison Square Garden, Ellie approached Harry in his dressing room. “Hey,” she sat down next to him.

“What’s up?” He asked and held her hand.

“Harry, can you promise not to say anything about the baby yet?” Ellie looked him in the eyes.

“Oh, um...” His eyes grew wide and he stared off behind her.

“Harry, you didn’t put this on twitter, did you?” Ellie chastised him.

“No, nothing like that. I told my mum, though.” Harry nervously bit his lip.

“Well that’s okay, I guess,” Ellie smiled.

“Why shouldn’t we tell anyone?” Harry asked.

“It’s still very early, and they say you’re not supposed to tell anyone or announce it until after the first trimester.” Ellie explained. “Until we know everything is...okay.”

“Oh, right.” Harry nodded and bit his lips, getting what she was hinting at.

“The less people we tell now, the less we’ll have to backtrack if, you know, it doesn’t go well.” She didn’t want to have to say that, but it was the reality of the situation. She gave him a reassuring hug and changed the subject. “How did Anne take the news?”

“She is over the moon! She cried for probably 20 minutes after I told her. Well, we both cried,” Harry amended, and they laughed. “What about your mum? How’d she react?”

“I haven’t told her yet,” Ellie admitted with a shrug. “I haven’t worked up the nerve to face all of that grandmotherly-excitement again.”

“Maybe she won’t be quite as exuberant this time, since it’s not the first?” Harry suggested with a smirk.

“Poor Scott,” Ellie laughed at the memory of her mother’s reaction to Scott and Vivian’s announcement. “Hopefully he got the worst of it, so when I tell my mom, she’ll be totally chill about it.”

“Right,” Harry laughed to himself, knowing that wouldn’t be the case. “What if we do it together?”

Ellie looked up at him and smiled. “I’d like that a lot. Afterall, it is our news to tell.”

“What if we do something for our first anniversary, like throw a party and invite both of our families, and tell everyone then?” Harry suggested.

Ellie thought for a moment. By August, it would be around the three month mark, so it would be safe to announce it. Ellie smiled and nodded. “That would be perfect.”

Harry hugged Ellie tightly, and was called to stage shortly after.

Ellie reluctantly gave up playing hockey for the rest of the season, but insisted on practicing with the team as long as she could. She wore the red ‘no contact’ jersey, so she wouldn’t risk injury in practice. Harry wasn’t too thrilled about it, and would have prefered Ellie accompany him on the rest of his tour, but they compromised and settled on this, since Ellie would have to give up hockey for the next nine months.

As August rolled around, they planned their first year anniversary party, while trying to keep the baby a secret. So far, Anne was still the only one who knew, and Harry hoped she could keep her mouth shut until they could reveal it themselves.

Harry and Ellie tried to figure out the best way to announce the news. They didn’t want it to be too dramatic, but to still contain an element of surprise. Harry suggested they get a huge banner and have it unrolled when everyone was gathered. Ellie liked the idea, but thought they could do something a little more personal (and a bit more subtle). They wanted everyone to find out at the same time, so maybe once they were seated for dinner they could announce it, or something.
A week before the party, Ellie and Harry went to the doctor for her first ultrasound. Harry was emotional as ever, as usual, but this time, even Ellie couldn’t keep tears from forming in her own eyes as she heard that little whirlwind of a heartbeat.

“It’s so tiny!” Harry gasped when he saw the image of their child on the screen.

“It’s about three and a half inches right now,” the doctor explained with a smile. “It’s started growing fingernails, toenails, and even teeth!”

“Oh my god,” Ellie whispered and stared in awe at the image. She was mesmerized by the little arms and legs, the tiny barely-visible face, the sound it’s tiny heart made… “That thing’s inside of me.” She suddenly felt so protective of it, and couldn’t believe she’d been playing hockey the past few months with this precious and delicate form living in her. Something snapped, like a switch being thrown on in her brain, and ‘mom mode’ was initiated. This thing, this tiny human being, was suddenly the most important facet of her life -more important to her than herself, or even Harry- and she would do anything to protect it.

“Harry, I’ve got an idea of how we can announce it to our family,” she smiled at him. “You’re going to love it, it’s totally your thing.”

They received multiple images from the scan, as well as a recording of the heartbeat. Harry put the audio of the heartbeat on his phone and listened to it every day, feeling jealous that Ellie got to have that tiny being with her at all times. While there were times she didn’t notice it, and others she certainly did, Ellie couldn’t hear the heartbeat, or feel it moving yet, so she, too, relied on the images and recording from the ultrasound.

The day of their anniversary party finally rolled around after what felt like months of waiting. Harry was so impatient to tell them their news that he nearly spoiled the surprise multiple times. Anne, who knew the secret, didn’t know they were announcing it today, so Harry made sure she had a full glass of wine in her hand at all times - hoping that would keep her quiet.

When they all sat down for dinner, Harry and Ellie were seated next to each other at the head of the table. He stood up to make a toast, but paused.

“I’d like to make a toast, but first, I have a riddle for you.” He grinned, and there was a collective groan from his guests who were familiar with Harry’s excellent jokes. “What has fingernails, toenails, even some teeth, and a mouth, but can’t breath?” Harry asked and looked around the room at their reactions. Most people looked a bit confused, but his mother pressed her lips shut and even covered her mouth to keep from saying it. Yet, the tears of happiness streaming down her face gave it away a bit.

“A fish with fingernails?” Scott suggested, and their guests laughed.

“If you need a hint, look under your plate.” Ellie added, and slowly everyone lifted their plates to find an image from their ultrasound.

“Oh my god,” her mother gasped. “You’re pregnant!” She shrieked and hopped out of her chair to give her daughter a hug.

At that point, Anne completely lost it and started bawling with happiness, so Harry came over to give her a hug, and he also started crying. Everyone was an emotional mess for a while as they exchanged hugs and ‘congratulations’. Ellie blushed throughout most of it, not used to the attention and adoration, but Harry seemed to be glowing with happiness.

“So are we going to eat?” Scott jokingly asked after a while, and Ellie relaxed now that the attention was off of her.

“Thank you, yes, we’re hungry!” She laughed, and they got around to eating dinner.

Notes

Sorry for the long wait, again! I had half of this chapter written for a while, but it was too short to post, so I finally came up with this ending today. I think this story is going to skip forward in time a bit over the next few chapters (I actually hate writing pregnancy, I don’t know why lol) so there’s going to be a bit of a time jump.
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