HUNGRY FOR YOU • In which It’s Valentine’s Day morning and Harry surprises you with breakfast in bed although he’s hungry for something else entirely [SMUT]
TEMPTATION • In which the social media manager of The New York Rangers becomes the fuck buddy of their centreman, Harry Styles [SMUT]
LUCKY LITTLE LADIES • In which Harry calls Niall, in a panic, after getting some news at his wife’s ultrasound scan [FLUFF]
GRAND GESTURES • In which there’s a compilation of different interviews Singer!Y/n does over the year [FLUFF]
THIS LITTLE LOVE OF MINE • In which Y/n and Harry spend some quality time admiring their son after they welcome him into the world [FLUFF]
WE’LL BE ALRIGHT • In which Y/n has some symptoms and Harry is curious [FLUFF]
In which Y/n has some symptoms and Harry is curious
A/N: I feel like NHL/Hockey Player!Harry is the type to have an accidental pregnancy so I wrote it! If you enjoyed reading this then please reblog and leave some feedback. Enjoy my lovelies!
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“Harry, has the milk gone off?” Y/n asked, peering up from behind the fridge with the gallon in her hand. Everything had been putting her off lately, from the smell of eggs in the morning to the sight of bacon alone, she could just throw up thinking about it.
“No, I just made myself a cuppa, taste fine to me” he replied, looking up from his phone, after having checked the latest hockey game scores, at his girlfriend.
“That’s weird, it smells off to me” y/n shrugged before putting the gallon back and opting to drink water instead, which honestly was a rare sight, you’d think, having a athlete for a boyfriend, she’d drink more water but that truly wasn’t the case with y/n.
“You drinking water? You alright love?” Harry chuckled, putting his phone in his pocket and taking a last sip of his tear before taking the cup to the sink. He rested the cup down on the counter and turned to look at y/n.
“You’ve been acting weird lately fireheart, anything bothering you?” He asks, pushing her hair back and behind her ear before leaning down to press a kiss to her temple.
“I don’t know, haven’t been feeling my best. Think I’ve caught a stomach bug, can’t stand any food, they all taste off” she replies, leaning into his touch. She loves Harry, it’s weird how a relationship that once started off as a sex only agreement turned into this.
“We’ll see how you feel the next couple of days and if it continues, I’ll book you a doctors appointment. Or if you really don’t feel well, I can call the team doc to check you out” Harry suggested before leaving another kiss on her temple making her smile.
“I think I can survive a few days. I’m ok, probably just jet-lagged or I got food poisoning.” Y/n replies, hugging into Harry.
***
However, a few days later she still, unfortunately, didn’t get any better. Y/n woke up well before her alarm to the feeling of her stomach flipping and before she knew it, the covers were coming off her as she ran to hers and Harry’s shared ensuite. She was on the floor, infront of the toilet, quite literally puking her guts out.
Harry was startled awake and his eyes fell to the open ensuite door making him sigh. He didn’t know or understand what was happening to y/n but with more and more symptoms showing up, his curiosity only brewed; from the smell of food putting her off to waking up early just to puke her guts out. Harry was pretty sure by now he knew what was up.
He hurriedly walked over to y/n, rubbing her back soothingly and pushing her hair back as he muttered words of encouragement to her. “Let it out fireheart. You’re okay” he spoke softly, his heart breaking at how unwell his girl looked.
“Harry get away” y/n replies before doubling over the toilet once again as another wave of nausea hit her.
“What do you mean love? I’m tryna help” he replied, a look of concern on his face.
“Your cologne is making it worse for me” she breathed, once again groaning as she felt another wave of nausea.
“But babe, the colognes from last night. You loved it”
“Well I don’t right now. It’s making it worse Harry” she groaned, tears brimming in the corner of her eyes making Harry feel ever so guilty.
“I’m so sorry. I hate seeing you like this. I’ll have a shower right now and scrub this off. I love you” with that, he started to strip right then and there before quickly hopping into the shower to wash his cologne off.
By then, Y/n felt much better, she got up, flushing the toilet and went to brush her teeth. By the time Harry got out of the shower, she was tucked in bed, with a bottle of water in her hand.
“Babe, you feeling better?” He asked as he sat on the bed, rubbing her legs from ontop of the duvet. He had a concerned look on his face, his hand going up to press against her forehead, checking for a high temperature.
“Feeling much better, I’m sorry I yelled at you. I just didn’t feel well” she replied, bringing her hand out to hold onto his.
“It’s okay, maybe you should eat something, toast would help” Harry suggested, already getting up to get Y/n something but she pulls him back.
“Don’t have much of an appetite. Just want you with me” she replies and Harry smiles.
“I can do that. But babe, I think I should book you an appointment or even ask the team doc to come over. Check you out, see what’s going on. We got back from Montreal weeks ago and you’re still feeling like this. It’s clear it’s not food poisoning” he spoke, pulling Y/n into his side as he got under the duvet. Y/n rested her head on his shoulder, giving Harry easier access to kiss into her hair.
“Yeah I think I should book a doctors appointment” she replies, cuddling closer into her boyfriends side.
“I think I know what’s up though” Harry spoke with a chuckle, kissing into Y/ns hair again.
“Stop, I think I know what you’re going to say” she replies with a groan before letting out a breathy laugh, she’s been suspecting the same thing Harry has; the possibility that she might be pregnant.
“Why don’t you take a test then, fireheart” he nudges her head softly with his nose and she leans closer into him. Her hand now resting on his chest.
“I don’t know. I think I’m scared. Having a baby is a huge thing, you’re in the height of your career and I won’t be able to travel with you if I’m over a certain amount of months which means the rangers won’t have a social media manager. It’ll put a strain on everything” she spoke, looking up at Harry who nodded along.
“I know babe, but having a baby also means we’ll have a little bestie, who could accompany us to all our games. The fans would love a little bubba. A mini you or a mini me. Imagine it babe, we’ll be parents. How fun is that?” He said, rubbing Y/ns arm soothingly, a smile plastered on his face at the thought of a little bubba running around after him.
“But we’ve only been together for a year-”
“Hey, we’ve known eachother for much longer. I wouldn’t want any other lady to be the mother of my child. I think this is a good thing, if you are pregnant. We should definitely get a test”
“I have one left over in the bathroom from our last pregnancy scare” Y/n replied as she placed her water bottle down and moved off Harry to walk to the ensuite, Harry following close behind.
“Whatever is the result, we’ll be alright” Harry said softly before pulling Y/n in for a hug and kissing her temple.
“Yeah, we’ll be alright” y/n sighed against him, kissing his chest before she went and took the test, which obviously came back positive.
In which Y/n has some symptoms and Harry is curious
A/N: I feel like NHL/Hockey Player!Harry is the type to have an accidental pregnancy so I wrote it! If you enjoyed reading this then please reblog and leave some feedback. Enjoy my lovelies!
⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ: *⋆.*:･ﾟ.: ⋆*･ﾟ: .⋆
“Harry, has the milk gone off?” Y/n asked, peering up from behind the fridge with the gallon in her hand. Everything had been putting her off lately, from the smell of eggs in the morning to the sight of bacon alone, she could just throw up thinking about it.
“No, I just made myself a cuppa, taste fine to me” he replied, looking up from his phone, after having checked the latest hockey game scores, at his girlfriend.
“That’s weird, it smells off to me” y/n shrugged before putting the gallon back and opting to drink water instead, which honestly was a rare sight, you’d think, having a athlete for a boyfriend, she’d drink more water but that truly wasn’t the case with y/n.
“You drinking water? You alright love?” Harry chuckled, putting his phone in his pocket and taking a last sip of his tear before taking the cup to the sink. He rested the cup down on the counter and turned to look at y/n.
“You’ve been acting weird lately fireheart, anything bothering you?” He asks, pushing her hair back and behind her ear before leaning down to press a kiss to her temple.
“I don’t know, haven’t been feeling my best. Think I’ve caught a stomach bug, can’t stand any food, they all taste off” she replies, leaning into his touch. She loves Harry, it’s weird how a relationship that once started off as a sex only agreement turned into this.
“We’ll see how you feel the next couple of days and if it continues, I’ll book you a doctors appointment. Or if you really don’t feel well, I can call the team doc to check you out” Harry suggested before leaving another kiss on her temple making her smile.
“I think I can survive a few days. I’m ok, probably just jet-lagged or I got food poisoning.” Y/n replies, hugging into Harry.
***
However, a few days later she still, unfortunately, didn’t get any better. Y/n woke up well before her alarm to the feeling of her stomach flipping and before she knew it, the covers were coming off her as she ran to hers and Harry’s shared ensuite. She was on the floor, infront of the toilet, quite literally puking her guts out.
Harry was startled awake and his eyes fell to the open ensuite door making him sigh. He didn’t know or understand what was happening to y/n but with more and more symptoms showing up, his curiosity only brewed; from the smell of food putting her off to waking up early just to puke her guts out. Harry was pretty sure by now he knew what was up.
He hurriedly walked over to y/n, rubbing her back soothingly and pushing her hair back as he muttered words of encouragement to her. “Let it out fireheart. You’re okay” he spoke softly, his heart breaking at how unwell his girl looked.
“Harry get away” y/n replies before doubling over the toilet once again as another wave of nausea hit her.
“What do you mean love? I’m tryna help” he replied, a look of concern on his face.
“Your cologne is making it worse for me” she breathed, once again groaning as she felt another wave of nausea.
“But babe, the colognes from last night. You loved it”
“Well I don’t right now. It’s making it worse Harry” she groaned, tears brimming in the corner of her eyes making Harry feel ever so guilty.
“I’m so sorry. I hate seeing you like this. I’ll have a shower right now and scrub this off. I love you” with that, he started to strip right then and there before quickly hopping into the shower to wash his cologne off.
By then, Y/n felt much better, she got up, flushing the toilet and went to brush her teeth. By the time Harry got out of the shower, she was tucked in bed, with a bottle of water in her hand.
“Babe, you feeling better?” He asked as he sat on the bed, rubbing her legs from ontop of the duvet. He had a concerned look on his face, his hand going up to press against her forehead, checking for a high temperature.
“Feeling much better, I’m sorry I yelled at you. I just didn’t feel well” she replied, bringing her hand out to hold onto his.
“It’s okay, maybe you should eat something, toast would help” Harry suggested, already getting up to get Y/n something but she pulls him back.
“Don’t have much of an appetite. Just want you with me” she replies and Harry smiles.
“I can do that. But babe, I think I should book you an appointment or even ask the team doc to come over. Check you out, see what’s going on. We got back from Montreal weeks ago and you’re still feeling like this. It’s clear it’s not food poisoning” he spoke, pulling Y/n into his side as he got under the duvet. Y/n rested her head on his shoulder, giving Harry easier access to kiss into her hair.
“Yeah I think I should book a doctors appointment” she replies, cuddling closer into her boyfriends side.
“I think I know what’s up though” Harry spoke with a chuckle, kissing into Y/ns hair again.
“Stop, I think I know what you’re going to say” she replies with a groan before letting out a breathy laugh, she’s been suspecting the same thing Harry has; the possibility that she might be pregnant.
“Why don’t you take a test then, fireheart” he nudges her head softly with his nose and she leans closer into him. Her hand now resting on his chest.
“I don’t know. I think I’m scared. Having a baby is a huge thing, you’re in the height of your career and I won’t be able to travel with you if I’m over a certain amount of months which means the rangers won’t have a social media manager. It’ll put a strain on everything” she spoke, looking up at Harry who nodded along.
“I know babe, but having a baby also means we’ll have a little bestie, who could accompany us to all our games. The fans would love a little bubba. A mini you or a mini me. Imagine it babe, we’ll be parents. How fun is that?” He said, rubbing Y/ns arm soothingly, a smile plastered on his face at the thought of a little bubba running around after him.
“But we’ve only been together for a year-”
“Hey, we’ve known eachother for much longer. I wouldn’t want any other lady to be the mother of my child. I think this is a good thing, if you are pregnant. We should definitely get a test”
“I have one left over in the bathroom from our last pregnancy scare” Y/n replied as she placed her water bottle down and moved off Harry to walk to the ensuite, Harry following close behind.
“Whatever is the result, we’ll be alright” Harry said softly before pulling Y/n in for a hug and kissing her temple.
“Yeah, we’ll be alright” y/n sighed against him, kissing his chest before she went and took the test, which obviously came back positive.
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