All She Wants

"I know that they worry, they all worry that i'm lonely, or that i'm sad, or whatever. But i'm not. I don't think they understand how happy I am just to be around them."|
Emma Grace Styles has had anything but a normal childhood. Being the daughter of pop sensation Harry Styles, she's grown up around the monumental success of the hit band, One Direction. At eleven years old she has already learned about the world around her, the good things and even the bad. With wisdom beyond her years, and the sarcastic wit she's acquired thanks to her Uncles, will Emma be able to finally adjust to the simplistic life of a normal eleven year old that she so yearned for? Or will change prove to be too much for her to handle?
Book II of the She Taught Me How To Love Series


6. Normal



Emma's P.O.V

And so Uncle Niall went back home. Of course I was happy that mum and dad were back, of course I was. But, I don't know. It felt weird not having Uncle Niall here the moment I wake up, or the moment I go to bed. 

Anyways, mum has been sick all week. Ever since she came back she's been pale, nauseous, and has barely gotten up from bed. I've spent the last few days by her side, in bed, watching movies. Dad of course goes on errands and brings us food, makes us breakfast, and even writes in bed as we sleep. 

I don't think we've ever had a week like this. I mean, my entire life it's been touring, girls screaming, and of course my Uncles singing on stages around the world. My entire life has been anything but this.

It was nice to finally see dad relaxing and spending some real time with us. It was nice to finally feel normal.  

I hope this type of week turns into the kind of life we're going to have as a family. 


Harry's P.O.V

"Mate what exactly is wrong with Edie, she's not normally like this."

After the doctor came by yesterday afternoon I've been beside myself. Not quite sure what to feel. As Louis stares at me across the kitchen table I finally am able to utter the sentence. 

"Edie's pregnant."


"She's pregnant Louis."



"And um, how do you...feel about that?" He says not quite sure what he should be saying at the moment.

"I don't....I don't know. I don't know how to feel. I mean, we finally got Emma settled down. It took so long for her to finally settle down here at home and have the most normal life possible. But now, I don't know how she's going to feel about the fact she's about to have a sibling."

"You should talk to her."

"I know."

"I mean really talk to her Harry. Don't bullshit her. She's a smart one our Ems, wise beyond her years. I'm sure she'll be happy about the news."

"I don't know Louis."

"Why do you think she won't be?"

"It's not that, it's just that..."

"You don't think you're ready?"

"It's not that."


"I'm proper excited, Lou. But I'm bloody terrified as well. How..."

"How are you going to do this?"


Louis smiles as he looks at me, "Didn't we have this conversation once before?"

I chuckle thinking back to that rainy London day when my baby came into my life.

"Yes we did."

"And look at how our Emma turned out."

"I know."


But? It was so different this time. Emma and I depended on each other so much, and I don't know how she's going to feel about our family expanding even more so. Edie had always been like Emma's mum. She loved her, she was accustomed to her. But adding one more person, it felt like I was betraying Emma. I didn't want her to feel like I was leaving her behind. 

If anything, this baby was proof that we were finally going to settle down and have a normal, boring, and stable life. Right?


"How are you feeling love?"

Edie lifts her head and smiles at me wearily, her eyes tired but her complexion glowing much more than before.


"And where's Ems?"

"Niall took her out for a bit. I told them to have fun, she's been laying about with me all week she deserves it."

I go over to the bed, kick off my shoes and lay next to Edie. I wrap my arms around her and go to lay a hand on her expanding stomach. I can feel my hand shaking a bit as it hovers over her. Edie simply lays a soft hand upon mine, laying both our hands upon her. 



"Are you worried?"

"Yes." I mumble into her wavy blonde hair. 


"How are we going to tell Emma?"

"Oh, Harry."

"I know."

"Love, our Emma is a big girl, she's a good girl. She's just like her father. I think she'll be fine."

"You think so?"

"I think so. I think that if this baby turns out to be anything like our little girl, we'll be proper blessed."

"You reckon?"

"I do, love."

I smile against her warm skin, my fingers tracing the outline of her waist. My other hand upon the almost unnoticeable bump that was becoming more apparent by the second.

"We're so lucky." Edie says drowsily.

"We are." I whisper before she falls asleep. 

I lay there, silently. My hand under hers, upon her. Smiling to myself, hoping that everything would be alright. 






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