Just A Little Bit Of Your Heart (Prince Harry)

Harry’s POV

For the last couple weeks I've been slowly easing Charlie into the royal lifestyle. After her family left a few days after I introduced her to the world I started taking her to events like fundraisers and an opening to a new children’s hospital that my family funded. That day in particular she was filled with such joy and I couldn’t help but feel like she fit right in.

After the opening we had stopped to visit some of the kids that would be transferred there from the main hospital and she was so good with all of them. The wide smile never left her face and she took the time to talk to each one about what they liked to do. She adored kids and it made me feel so happy to think of her playing with our child in the future. She was going to be an amazing mother and I couldn’t be happier.

We started planning the wedding already, though I knew she wanted to wait until after she had the baby so her “giant watermelon belly” didn’t make her look fat. Of course I had assured her that she didn’t look fat at all, but I understood why she wanted to wait since it was going to be televised all over the world. When I told her that I could tell she wasn’t too keen on the idea, but I already planned a little surprise for her when the time came. We may be getting married in the church here in London no matter what, but before that I was going to fly her back home so we could have the mountain wedding she always wanted. It would feel more like home to her and that was all I wanted. I was also excited to give her her wedding gift from me which was the house close to her parent’s place that she told me she had always wanted. I bought it and planned on giving it to her so we could go there on vacations and whatnot.

Eventually it came time to find out the gender of the baby and I couldn’t be more excited. My leg was bouncing as I sat beside her at the hospital as I impatiently waited for the doctor to come back to do the ultrasound since she had already done the usual check up on Charlie.

“Harry, calm down.” Charlie giggled as she put her hand on my leg to hold it still.

“I'm sorry. I can't help it. I'm too excited.” I smiled at her and leaned over to give her a kiss just as the doctor walked in.

Charlie had met Dr. Montgomery already because she had worked with her mother before moving here to London and I trusted her mother’s judgement on the best doctor for us. Plus it was nice to see Charlie more at ease around a familiar face rather than letting someone she doesn’t know work with her through the pregnancy.

“Alright. Are you ready to find out the sex of your baby?” She asked us.

“Hell yeah.” I said which made them both laugh.

Charlie rolled her eyes playfully and laid back on the bed like she had done before, pulling her shirt up to reveal her belly which had grown in the past month. She jumped slightly as the gel hit her skin and I looked at her worriedly.

“I'm fine. It's just cold.” She assured me and I nodded, relaxing now that I knew it wasn’t hurting her.

I grab her hand and place a kiss on her knuckles, watching closely as the doctor used the wand to search around her belly until she finally found the baby. I gasped softly when I finally got to see our child, feeling my eyes water as the doctor pointed things out to us like the baby’s toes and heartbeat. I was full on crying when I heard the heartbeat for the first time and I looked over at Charlie who was watching me and tearing up as well. She pulled her hand from mine to cup my cheek, wiping away the tears with her thumb before turning back to the screen.

“Okay. The moment of truth. It looks like you're going to have a baby girl. Congratulations.” Dr. Montgomery smiled.

I let out a small laugh and smiled widely, leaning down to give Charlie a long kiss.

“A little princess.” I said happily, giving her a few more kisses before I sat back and wiped my eyes with my shirt.

“Awe, Haz.” She cooed, seeing that I was still crying because I was so happy. “You’re such a sap.”

“Shut up.” I laughed softly and sniffled a bit before giving her another kiss.

We got our pictures from the ultrasound to show our families and got ready to go. Niall met us at the door to the room we were in and walked us down to the exit they had cleared out for our car. I was talking to Liam about the baby as we walked over so I didn’t notice when a man rushed up behind us and grabbed onto Charlie until I felt her jerk my arm back as she was stopped herself.

“Your baby is a disgrace!” He said, starting to continue on but before he could say anything else I shoved him away from Charlie.

Niall and Liam quickly ran after the man who ran away from them while I hurried Charlie to the car and jumped in after her before the car took off.

“Are you okay? Did he hurt you?” I asked her in a rush as I checked her over for injuries, seeing a bruise already forming on her forearm from how tightly he was holding her.

She whimpered as I touched it and I immediately pulled my hand away, looking up as she let out a small sob. She looked so scared and I immediately felt guilty.

“I'm so sorry, baby. Come here.”

I wrapped my arms around her and held her close, trying my best to comfort her as we made our way back out to the country house where my mother and Gemma were waiting to hear the baby news. When they saw the looks on our faces they immediately knew something was wrong.

“Is the baby okay?” Anne asked.

“The baby is fine, Mum. Some asshole just grabbed Charlie at the hospital.” I said as I helped her sit down on the couch.

She was still pretty shaken up and kept her hands on her belly as if to protect our baby. One of the maids brought her some water to drink and I felt awful seeing her hands trembling so much that she could barely hold the glass.

“I saw him before…” She finally spoke. “He was there when we announced everything. There was a woman with him and they were just staring at me.”

“What? Why didn’t you say anything?” I frowned.

“Because I moved closer to you because I was freaked out and when I looked back at them they were gone.” She sniffled.

I sighed deeply and and ran my hand through my hair, looking over at the doorway as Niall and Liam walked in. They shook their heads and I let out a frustrated yell which made Charlie jump.

“Fuck! You have to find him and make sure someone throws his ass in jail.” I ordered them.

They nodded and left the room again. I turned back to Charlie as my mum comforted her, letting out a deep breath to calm myself before I sat down with her.

“Well on the up side the baby is a girl.” Charlie said with a weak smile.

“That’s wonderful, honey.” Anne smiled softly and kissed her head.

I grabbed onto her hand and comforted her the best I could so she would stay calm for the baby’s sake. We finally managed to get her relaxed enough to eat something later that day and after that Charlie just went up to bed to lie down while I spoke with the boys. They had managed to track down where he lived but there was no sign of him so far and they had contacted the city police to help keep an eye out.

“We’ll have to have more security when we go out from now on. I don't want anyone getting less than six feet from Charlie.” I told them.

They nodded and left to make the arrangements while I went up to the bedroom to find Charlie sitting cross legged on the bed in her shorts and one of my tees with her hands on her belly. She looked up at me with the first smile I've seen on her face since we left the hospital.

“Come here.” She said as she held her hand out to me.

I walked over and sat next to her on the bed, allowing her to take my hand and place it on her belly. I didn’t understand what was going on until I felt a tiny kick against my palm.

“Woah.” I jumped and jerked my hand back which made her giggle. “Is that?”

She nodded then grabbed my hand and once more placed it back on her stomach and this time I didn’t pull away when the baby kicked. A wide smile formed on my lips as I felt our baby girl moving around and kicking in her mother’s stomach. It was odd but also very exciting.

“Wow.” I whispered, feeling my eyes water again.

“You're such a crybaby.” Charlie teased as she brought her hands up to wipe my cheeks. “It’s sweet though.”

“I love you… I'm sorry about today. I should have been paying attention.” I sighed.

“None of us expected it to happen, Harry, but now we will for next time. Don't apologize. We have more important things to think about right now… like baby names.”

I smiled as she mentioned baby names and I laid down in bed with her as we gave our ideas. Despite what happened today we ended it on a happy note and felt much more relaxed as we fell asleep together.

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“You don't have to do this you know.” I told Charlie as I let her straighten up my tie.

“Yes, I do. This is your mother’s coronation, Harry. I can't just hide in the house for the rest of my life.” She said as she finished smoothing down my suit before pecking my lips.

It had been a couple months since the incident and so far things have been quiet. The police were closing in on the psycho man so it wouldn’t be long until he was captured and arrested for assaulting her. She had put on such a brave face but I couldn’t help but feel nervous about today. There would be so many people which meant that it would be harder to keep an eye out for the man or anyone who would want to hurt her. We had pretty much been keeping her inside since then and I was nervous about her being out in public again, especially now that the baby was due in just a month and a half.

“Rosie and I will be just fine, Harry.” She assured me.

I couldn’t help but smile when she said the name we picked out for our baby girl. Rosalie Marie. Or Rosie for short as we have been calling her. It already suited her and I couldn’t wait to meet her.

“If you're sure… Just know that if you feel like you have to leave you can just tell me and we’ll go.” I told her.

She nodded and I cupped her cheeks, leaning down to kiss her softly.

“I love you.” I murmured against her smiling lips.

“I love you, too. Now come on or we’ll be late.” She ordered as she grabbed my hand and pulled me along.

I chuckled and followed her out to the waiting car that was going to take us to the church where my mother would be crowned as Queen once more, but obviously in a higher title than when she married my father. Now she wasn’t the bride of the King who married into the title. She was going to be the leader of the monarchy which was a whole other ceremony. We stepped inside and took our places as the ceremony began. I had to stand up beside my mum with Gemma, but we allowed Charlie to sit in the front row with the boys since standing for long periods of time was a struggle for her this late in the pregnancy.

I shot her a wink as she looked at me and smiled as she laughed softly then looked away before she started a full on giggle fit. That was pretty much my goal through the whole thing and I could tell she was struggling so I finally stopped as my mother was crowned which ended the ceremony. We followed her out so we could ride the carriages down the road a bit for a parade. My mother went first and then it was our turn to get in the second one with Gemma. We waved and did our thing until we finally came to a stop at the end. I stepped down and helped Gemma off since she was closest then turned to do the same for Charlie, but as I reached for her hand I heard a sudden commotion coming from the crowd.

We both looked back from where we came and saw the police tackle the man from the hospital into the pavement. There was a sense of relief that washed over me but it quickly faded when I heard a loud bang followed by gasps from the crowd and a few screams. It all seemed to happen in slow motion as I turned to see Charlie holding her stomach as her cream colored dress began soaking up blood from the wound she was holding on her stomach. My heart stopped and I saw another person being grabbed out of the corner of my eye, but my focus was on Charlie. Her skin paled immediately and as she started falling I quickly reached out to grab her, carefully lowering her to the ground as I yelled for the guards to call for an ambulance.

I looked down at Charlie as the royal guard surrounded us for protection, hearing the screams from the crowd fading out into the background as I stared down at my bleeding fiance. My eyes filled with tears as I quickly took off my jacket and placed it under her head for a pillow.

“H Harry.” She whimpered, watery eyes wide and afraid as she gripped onto my shirt with her blood covered hand. “Harry, the baby. She's not moving. I can't feel her moving.”

She was panicking just like I was and I kept my trembling hand pressed firmly onto the wound in hopes of stopping the blood flow.

“Shh. She’s going to be fine. You're both going to be fine.” I said as my voice broke. “Stay awake for me, baby. They're almost here.”

I fought to keep her awake as the seconds felt like hours as they passed by. I heard the sirens in the distance and looked up to see the ambulance coming down the street.

“The ambulance is here, love. You'll be fi- Charlie?” I looked down to see her eyes closed and immediately panicked. “Charlie! Baby wake up! Please wake up.”

I let out a sob as I cupped her cheek and held her until Louis had to pull me off so the paramedics could take her. They wouldn’t let me ride with because they seemed worried about her condition which freaked me out even more. Louis got me to a waiting car which sped off after them and the whole time I felt like I couldn’t breathe. My body worked on autopilot as I rushed into the hospital. Since I wasn’t allowed back while she was in surgery I went to the bathroom and furiously scrubbed the blood off my hands then ripped the bloody shirt from my body. I let out a scream and hit the wall to let some of my frustration out before finally just dropping to the floor and sobbing.

I couldn’t lose my girls...

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