Life is Full of Surprises...

Dylan.

You may know her as the sassy, rock music loving girl.

Nothing else.

When her boyfriend breaks up with her for an unknown reason, a band member that she recently just met, helps her out.
Who can that one person be?

You guessed it.

Harry Styles.


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52. Our house

Dylan's P.O.V

Last night everyone left except for Harry. Delilah slept peacefully for her first night ever sleeping and I was glad because I'm totally exhausted.

When I woke up Harry was sitting in the chair next to me with his hand on the bed and his forehead laying on

his hand. He looked so uncomfortable.

I shook him a bit, "Harry." I said softly. He didn't wake up.

"Harry." I said a bit louder now. He groaned, "what!?" He moaned in a deep sleepy voice.

You look a bit uncomfortable, honey." I said, he nodded and cringed.

"I am!" He took his hand and massaged his neck.

"Neck hurt?" I asked.

"Everything hurts.."

I scooted over and patted the space next to me.

He shook his head, "no I'm fine."

I rolled my eyes, "Bullshit. Come here." He didn't put up a fight. He took the space next to me and put his arms around me. I lied my head on his chest.

"You smell nice.." Harry murmured.

I smirked, "yeah right! I've been in a hospital for almost two days!" He chuckled.

"You still smell nicer than some people here..." I laughed.

"You know what I just noticed?" I asked.

"What's that?" He asked.

"We barely have any furniture for Delilah...I mean we don't have a crib for her...or a high chair...or a car seat. We barely have any clothes for her! Nor food or diapers!" I said.

He chuckled, "babe do you know who I am?" He asked.

"Uh, I'm hoping that you're Harry...right?" He laughed.

"Nope."

I sat up, "who are you!?" I playfully pointed a fake gun at him.

"I'm Harry Styles! That one guy from the band One Direction. That one guy who's your boyfriend. That one guy who is the father of your child..."

 

We grew silent. "Cross your fingers!" I held up a hand with my two fingers crossed. "So what were you getting at with all that stuff?" I asked.

"I can buy all of that stuff with no problem! I have enough money for you two."

I nodded, "yeah that's true but there's another problem..."

"And that is?" He asked.

"I need somewhere else to stay other than my mum's house...I mean I doubt she wants us both there living with her..." He nodded as he understood.

"So you ready to leave?" He asked getting up.

"More than ever! Hospitals creep me out!" I giggled. "Alright I'll check you two out while you get Delilah, deal?" He stuck out his hand.

 

"Deal." I shook his hand. We both walked out of the door to the hospital room and went in different directions. I went towards the nursery while Harry went towards the front desk. A nurse was standing near the door, there were many nurses in the nursery...no wonder they call it a nursery... I walked up to the door.

"What are you doing miss?" Asked the nurse.

"I'm here to get my daughter and leave." I stated proudly.

"What's her name?" She asked quizzing me.

"Delilah." I simply said.

"Delilah what?" She asked.

"Delilah Marie." I said.

"What's the kids last name?" I hesitated. The nurse laughed obnoxiously.

"Nice try hon, next time if you try to steal a baby remember the whole name...you're lucky I'm not calling the police." I stared at her in shock.

 

"Are you freaking kidding me? Are you accusing me of a crime just because I want to get out of this hospital and take my new born with me? Wow." I chuckled sarcastically.

"Well you don't know the whole name miss!" She argued.

"She doesn't have a fucking last name! She only has Delilah Marie as her name!" I yelled. There was a window showing the babies, I saw Delilah in a crib next to others. They all had signs on the cribs to tell what were the names. Hers literally said 'Delilah Marie' then under the name had three question marks.

"Does this answer the concerns you have?" I asked the nurse pointing at Delilah.

Her eyes widened, "oh, I'm so sorry miss! I didn't know!"

I rolled my eyes, "yeah next time listen to the story instead of inferring what it is!" I yelled and barged through the door. I picked up Delilah who fussed a bit but calmed after when I bounced her up and down and held her in my arms. I waved at a guy nurse in the room and walked out. The same nurse gave me an apologetic smile but I just ignored it and yelled, "my middle finger salutes you!" She was behind me when I said it but I stuck up my middle finger so she could see. I heard a gasp but I smiled and continued walking until I found a desk and Harry was just writing stuff down.

He set down the pen and handed it to the lady behind the counter. "Hey, ready to go?" He asked, he smiled and but his finger into Delilah's tiny hand. She closed her hand tightly and squeezed his finger. It made him smile even wider.

"I'm so ready." We both walked out of the hospital. Harry's Range Rover was waiting in front of the hospital. I opened up the back seat door to find a black and pink car seat sitting there.

"Harry where and when did you get this?" I asked still holding Delilah to my chest.

"Well let's just say Louis will do anything for his little niece..." He winked and I smiled.

"I'll have to call and thank him later!" I strapped Delilah into her new car seat and shut the door lightly. I climbed into the passengers seat and put my seat belt on. I heard Delilah gurgling from the backseat.

 

"She's to cute!" I gushed looking back at her.

"She looks like you.." Harry said looking through the rear view mirror.

"No...she looks a lot like you..." I said.

"No, she has your eyes, your nose, and your freckles." I looked back at her.

"I guess you're right...but she has your hair, your dimples, and smile." He smiled. "See!" I pointed at his smile.

"They're identical!" I winked and that made him laugh. I looked out the window and saw that we passed my house.

"Where are we going?" I asked.

"Home." He simply stated.

"But you passed the house way back there..." I pointed backwards then suddenly we stopped. I saw a giant house in front of us.

"Where are we?" I asked once again.

"Home." He said again and opened the door to get Delilah out. She started fussing, he started making faces at her which made her laugh. I smiled and followed Harry into I guess 'our' house. When we walked in there was wood flooring then a giant staircase.

"Follow me, love!" He walked upstairs into a lightly colored room. In the middle of the room was a giant crib. And all around the room were toys. There was a door in the room, and since I'm curious I go and open it. I walk inside and switch on the light. There was nothing but clothes in there.

"Oh. My. God."

Harry runs into the closet. "What's wrong?" He asked.

"There are so many clothes in here!" I gasp and looked around.

"When did you do this?" I ask.

"The other day when we had our 'show' it was actually an excuse for us to decorate and buy furniture all day."

I smiled, "but why were you late?" I asked.

He shrugged, "we lost track of time."

 

I nodded. "Maybe I should feed Delilah.."

He nodded, "maybe you're right."

I walked into Delilah's new room. I picked her up and walked down to the kitchen finding my way around. Once I found the kitchen I looked around for baby formula, I finally found it and warmed up milk. I tested it on my arm to see if it was warm enough, which it was, then I mixed in the formula and went to the den. I sat on the couch and put the bottle up to her lips. She almost chugged the whole thing and I laughed at her. She smiled when I laughed revealing a dimple.

Harry put his hand on the small of my back. I looked up and saw that he was wet. "Did you shower?" I asked, he nodded.

"So how do you like your new house?" He asked.

My eyes lit up.

"Really!? This is both of our house now?" I asked, he nodded. I smiled and kissed his lips.

"But, I just don't remember being asked to move in with you..." I said trying not to smile.

His smile fell, "I uh-"

I started laughing. "I'm kidding!"

He looked relieved.

"So this is our house?" I asked, he nodded.

"Our house."

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