Teenage Dream - Chapter Twenty Two
Chapter summary: The day everyone was waiting for.
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You couldn’t even enjoy the few weeks of being married, Daniel’s cancer got worse and he is at the hospital. Harry has been stressed out, of course, having to deal with his father’s condition and with the company’s schedule. You’ve been alone most of the time, your belly is getting bigger and it becomes more real each day that passes.
It’s 8 AM and Harry is driving towards the clinic that will perform the DNA test, another thing inside his head, another stress. You feel guilty for putting him through it. There were no words between one another today, he woke up earlier and went straight to the shower, not even waking you up like he used to do.
During breakfast you exchanged a few words, there was laughter. But as soon as you got into the car, the air became thicker, everything felt like a weight. Right now, Harry’s focus is on the road, there is no music and no glances.
“My love, whatever happens, just know that nothing will change between us” he slides his hand from the wheel to your thigh touching you for the first time “I won’t change my mind about our little dinosaur”
“Thank you, baby” your hand rests on top of his “I love you so much”
When Harry arrives at the clinic, you break, tears falling from your face without stopping, sobs start to come, there is no air in your lungs and your heart is racing inside your chest. Every single thought that has been kept locked inside a chest in your brain.
“My love, don’t cry” Harry takes off his seatbelt and hugs you “Please, everything will be alright. You both are my dream”
“I can’t, Harry” you shake your head “If it’s his, I can’t”
“Don’t say that, my love, please” Harry strokes your head “It won’t be, it’ll never be, understand me? You both are mine to take care of and to love”
“You are such a saint, I don’t deserve you at all” you say in between sobs
“You do, don’t you say that. You’re the most amazing woman I’ve ever met. This baby is really loved”
“Please, Harry” you look into his eyes “Don’t abandon me”
“What? I would never! Ever!” he cups your face “I don’t even know how you can think that”
“I’m just too terrified” you whisper
“I know, but let’s do this together, I’m here with you” he gives you a kiss
Both of you get out of the car and Harry takes your hand, stroking it lightly as the building starts to get closer. Every person who walks by and looks makes you think that they’re judging you. Every step becomes torturous. Your husband makes everything feel way easier.
The clinic has white walls, plastic chairs and a receptionist. It smells like a hospital which makes you sick, it reminds you of Dan’s condition. Harry is the one to talk to the woman, you’re too nervous to even speak.
The test is not invasive, it’s actually pretty safe for both you and baby dinosaur. They will collect both your blood and Harry’s, you haven’t contacted Ryan for obvious reasons, if it’s not Harry’s it’s his, so there is no reason to cause more stress. Your blood now is already shared with the baby, which contains theirs. You’ll also know in two weeks the sex of the baby.
The nurse calls your name and Harry’s, your heart feels like it is about to explode. You feel it coming towards your mouth. He takes your hand and kisses it, with a smile that you know has no joy, only fear. His heart is also almost leaving through his mouth, almost exploding inside his chest.
You both sit in two chairs next to each other, and he keeps his eyes on you as the nurse begins the process of taking your blood. While she does it you can only think positive things, repeating to yourself that this baby is Harry’s, and how happy you both will be, relief.
The needle enters your vein as you inhale slowly and exhale, eyes meeting Harry’s, he is scared of needles, always has been. His terrified face makes you laugh, he looks so beautiful even when he’s scared. He tried so hard to stay strong, just to make me feel safe and peaceful.
“Done!” the nurse says “You’ll get the results in one week!”
“Thank you!” Harry is the one to answer, you just nod
When you get out of the nurse’s office, your whole body is trembling, again, you feel all eyes on you, judging like they know that you don’t know who the father of your baby is. Outside the clinic, Harry stops and pulls you close to him. Cupping your face. Looking into your eyes.
“Hey, I love you” he gives you a peck on the lips “You’re the love of my whole life, I was looking at you and all I could think about was how fucking beautiful you are”
“Stop! You’re only saying that because I’m a wreck about all of this” you look away
“No way” he chuckles “I tell you this all the time, because all I want is to remind you every minute of that, I’ve waited fifteen years for you, it’s not going to be this that will make me stop”
“Stop, Harry” you smile “You’re so perfect”
“I really hope you don’t change your mind”
He kisses you again, this time deeper, and you know he’s being honest. You are going to see Dan now, and you’re scared. Imagine having a baby that is not yours and your father dies. A terrible blow.
Now, things are easier, there is no tension, the radio is on, you both singing together. You have to be strong for him right now, two broken people trying to support one another, that’s what love is. Breaking together and being able to stand up again.
When he parks in front of their building you feel his tension grow, so you do what he did for you, unfasten your seatbelt and get closer, kissing his shoulder and stroking his thigh.
“Everything will be alright, you heard me. We are both broken, but we have each other” you whisper
Harry just nods, and you both get out of the car. The elevator seems so slow now, and when it rings you feel your stomach turn. Gio is already waiting for both of you, she smiles softly, the best she can do and runs to give you both a tight and charged hug.
“There you are! Three of my favorite people in the world!” she almost screams, but her voice breaks
“Hey, mom!” Harry sighs heavily “How is dad?”
“Just like he was yesterday”
You take Harry’s hand as he walks to his parents’ bedroom, he walks slowly, maybe scared of what he will see. Even though he saw him yesterday. And the day before. But every time, it hits differently. You know it’s coming to an end. With your heart racing you enter his room behind your husband, his hand on yours.
Daniel looks weaker than yesterday, he lost a lot of weight and seems like he could break, and you are scared this might happen. Harry is right in front of you as you both walk over to his bed.
“Oh!” Daniel exclaims, chuckling “Look, my grandkid”
“Of course, your son and daughter-in-law are just the baby’s parents” this hits you, maybe Harry is not their parent
“Yes, they are excited to see their grandpa” you giggle, nervous
Daniel reaches for your bump and you get even closer so he can touch it. Harry’s arms slide around your waist, smiling at the scene. Dan’s hands are cold against your shirt, sending shivers down your spine. Your husband’s hand meets his father’s, covering one of them.
“Hi, baby” he whispers “Grandpa Dan here. Your favorite one, the other is not that nice.” he chuckles looking up at you “I think the happiest day of my life will be the day you’re born. I’ll give you everything you want. You have the best parents anyone could ask for. I wish you’ll have your mother’s face, but I know you’ll be a carbon copy of your father. He is good looking too, but your mother is the second most beautiful woman in this world.”
“Maybe they’re her copy” Harry shakes his head
“No, they’ll be just like you” he nods “I know”
This gives you goosebumps, he knows. You smile and cover his hand with yours.
“Would you mind giving us a moment, please?” Dan looks at you and you nod
“Of course” you turn around and leave the room walking to the living room
“Son, please, take care of them” he looks deep into Harry’s eyes “They’re the most important thing in your life, believe me. Nothing will come first. Never. She is the best woman for you, you’ll never find anybody better. Don’t lose it. This baby is a gift. You’ll be the best father.”
“Are you saying goodbye?” Harry asks
“Maybe, we never know” he smiles, weakly “I just have to tell you this. But I know she will take care of you too, she is a good woman”
“She is, I won the lottery.”
“Indeed!” he nods “Now don’t spend all the money, enjoy it, make smart choices”
“Thank you father, I will. I love you” he leans and kisses his dad’s forehead
Harry is holding your hand up, playing with your fingers as you lay on his chest. You’ve been lying on the bed for about one hour, just enjoying each other’s company. There is no rush today. He looks so perfect today, his beard is kind of longer, you have no idea why.
For a moment you just wish you could go back to being a teenager and simply ask him out. But that wasn’t the case, it was not the right time for both of you. You had to go through some things to just be here right now. And the buzz on Harry’s phone takes you out of your daydreaming. Both hearts racing, you’ve been waiting for the bad news.
“Hello?” he mutters, sitting up “Okay-We’ll be there in a few minutes”
“So…” you ask, sitting up as well
“It was from the clinic” he swallows “The result is out”
As soon as you hear this, your stomach turns and your heart stops. You look at Harry and he smiles softly. Laying you down easily on the pillow, his lips finding yours gently, hand threaded in your hair with his thumb brushing your cheeks.
“Calm down, okay? You can’t get so nervous, because of the baby” his hand slides down to your bare small belly, rubbing it “Everything will be fine”
You just nod, he has the greatest intentions, but it's impossible. He helps you up and both go get dressed, you dread to even walk. Every little movement seemed like lifting 200lb on your back. Harry is just as nervous, but he has to keep it together for you.
In the car, Harry turns the radio on and rests his hand on your leg.
“When will we start seeing things for their room?” Harry takes his eyes off the road for a few seconds just to watch the soft smile on your face
“There is no right time for this, we just have to do it” you shrug
“So, what do you think about going to do this on Friday?” he tilts his head
“I think it’s a fantastic idea”
“You’ll stop working soon, right?” he raises his eyebrows
“No, I will work until I can’t anymore” you narrow your eyes, knitting your eyebrows
“Why? You don’t have to-”
“Harry, I like working, you know?” you laugh under your breath
“Yes, but, I want you to rest so our baby is alright” his hand goes up to your belly
“A lot of pregnant women, I could say most of them, work to 36 weeks” you shake your head
And without even noticing his car is already parked at the clinic’s parking lot. He nods at you and kisses your forehead. The agreement is that he would pick the results up and you’d read it at home. Harry opens his door and gets out of the car, you can see him sighing, but he walks with his chin up towards the clinic’s entrance.
“I’m so sorry about this” you say, closing your eyes as tears start falling, both hands on your belly, rubbing it gently “None of this is your fault, I’ll love you no matter what, as hard as it might be. You’re mine, and will always be”
The door of the driver’s seat opens and you open your eyes to see Harry holding an envelope, the one that holds probably the most important thing in your life. Your heart races when you take it from his hands, shaking. Both of you nod and he starts the car.
As he drives through New York City, you keep your eyes on the envelope. Eyes not leaving like the results would become visible, but they didn’t. Harry stops the car and that is when you raise your eyes. They fill with tears when you see that same immensity of trees, sun setting behind them. You look at your husband and he’s smiling.
“I can’t believe this” you laugh under your breath “Here?”
“I know it’s probably a risky option, but this is where everything began, so I want it to also be the place we start this new circle” he takes your hand and kisses your knuckles “You or me?”
You bite your lips, take a deep breath in, and, with trembling hands, hand the envelope to Harry. There is not a chance you have the emotional capacity of reading it. He looks into your eyes, both of you at the verge of breaking down, together.
“Okay” he sighs, you can see his chest rising and falling fast and his hands are also trembling
He opens the envelope slowly, you swallow hard. Harry takes the paper out of the envelope and looks into your eyes again, trying to pass you reassurance and comfort, everything will be alright no matter what is written in this paper. As soon as he unfolds the paper you see his eyes running through it fast, and soon his face becomes unreadable.
“Harry?” you ask, your heart stops at that moment “Baby?”
No answer, instead you see the corner of his lips raising up and tears start falling from his eyes.
“It’s mine!” he almost screams, hugging you
“Is it?” you ask, taking the paper from his hand
You read this word about fifty times, a weight of thousands of elephants leaving your shoulders. He cups your face and peppers your face with kisses, both of you tasting each other’s tears, laughing and kissing. Too many emotions at the same time.
“I told you they are a Castillo, I had no doubts” he chuckles
“Oh, baby!” you say in between tears “I love you so much. Both of you. Our little dinosaur”
As if it is destiny calling, Teenage Dream starts playing on the radio, you laugh. How come the universe is so funny? You got pregnant when you both had sex for the first time. Fifteen years later, at the same place. Now adults, married and pregnant.
“I fucking love you, thank you for this gift, my favorite” he pulls your neck to kiss your lips, deeper now
Just like fifteen years ago, you hop on his lap, no hesitation. He moves his seat back, a little more than the last time, now you have a small bump. Your arms around his neck, lips not leaving one another. He deepens the kiss, and you open your mouth so his tongue slides inside, your hips grinding on him, head falling back, opening space so your husband can kiss it.
Harry is already hard against your wet pussy. You pull back just a second, and you can see him, right in front of you. That Harry. The one who saved your prom night, now he just has a few wrinkles, a better beard and moustache, and shorter hair. You lean in and kiss him again, pulling his lip to you.
“Oh my god” you mutter against his lips as you unbutton his shirt, sliding through his chest, kisses trailing down his neck
“See, I still trust you, more than anyone” you grin “Now more than ever”
Harry’s hands tighten on your hips, helping you rock against him. The heat of your bodies makes the windows foggy. Turning this car into your own private world, a place that no one can invade. Just both of you fit in this moment.
“Tell me if I hurt you, okay?” he looks at you with his hands on your bump
You just nod, your heart pounding from the excitement of the news mixed with the thrill of having sex in a car, before it is dark. Harry is the father of your baby, this feels like a dream. The boy who has always protected you, who never gave up on you and that right now is going to share a small baby.
His hands slide under your shirt, not wanting to undress you there, grabbing your swollen breasts. Laughing you just stand half up so he can help you pull your pants down and his, your head bumping on the ceiling. When it’s out, he cups your ass, pulling you closer and you feel his cock, throbbing for you.
The rhythm is yours, the one you rock your hips to as Harry’s lips find yours again, deeper, his tongue explores your mouth like this is the first time. His hand roams up your back, just to ground himself, while he kisses a trail along your jaw to your neck.
“I can’t believe we are doing this” you giggle
“We are, just like the first time” his voice breaks once your hand finds his cock, stroking it a couple of times just to see his head falling back, opening up space for you to kiss him “You’re so good”
“I know” you nibble his neck “So good you never forget me”
His hands go down now, returning the favor, thumb finding your clit gently and circling it, making you moan. With no notice, he slips a finger up inside of you, pumping it slowly, curving and moving it. Harry loves to see your pleasure-filled face, when you dig your nails in his shoulders like the first time.
Your husband leans in, kissing your chest through your shirt, still stroking your clit and pumping steadily. And you feel the orgasm rising from your core to your whole body, it is powerful and intense, you tremble onto him, panting, pussy clenching on his fingers.
“You’re perfect, my beautiful wife” he murmurs against your skin
As he takes his fingers off of you, you take his cock, positioning it at your entrance. He takes them to his lips, sucking them clean, smirking at you. And you lower down on him as your mouth finds his, both of you moaning into each other.
Your hips start to rock, back and forth, feeling him fill you up as always. Ever since that first day, you could never find this fullness that Harry brought, because it wasn’t about his cock, it was about what he represents to you. Moans and grunts fill the car as you bounce on him. Harry meets your movements, as always, thrusting his hips up.
“You’re the best” he grunts, biting your lower lip “Always the best”
Your kisses turn more heated, from jaw, to neck, to his shoulder and your chest. It feels so good, no worries anymore, you both can relax with one another. The baby is his, you are carrying half of him inside of you. There’s no one else you wanted to live this moment with. Harry’s big and rough hands reach for your clit, in between you both.
“Are you mine?” he grunts against your skin
“I’m yours” you moan, speeding up “Are you mine?”
These words send you both to the edge, your pussy clenching on his cock, your cum mixing with his hot cum, dripping. He pulls your body even closer, kissing you through both of your orgasms. Both moaning each other’s names. None of you move for a couple of minutes, your head buried in his chest and his lips on your forehead.
“Who would’ve thought” he chuckles quietly “That two idiots were going to become parents together?”
“Who would’ve thought?” you lift your head and kiss his lips “I’m going to go to my seat, and your cum will drip to the seat”
“It’s leather, I don’t care” he pulls you to him one last time, before helping you go back to your seat
After getting cleaned with some wet wipes and dressed Harry starts the car and starts to head to your parents’ house. Now the mood has changed, you both are laughing, shoulders relaxed, you sing to the music more excitedly. That’s when his phone rings, you smile taking it from his pocket and your heart sinks, it’s Gio.
“Hello?” your voice is already low and worried, and you hear it in the background, sobbing
“Is Harry with you?” this is Anne speaking
“Yes” you say, your heart already pounding in your chest, you can’t breathe right, Harry’s looking at you, worried
“We’re at the hospital, it’s not good, Daniel had a heart attack” she says, her voice now lower “They called the family, so you better be here as soon as possible”
“We’ll be there in five minutes, we’re close by, thank you Anne!”
As soon as you hang up, Harry closes his eyes, there is no need for words. He knows. His heart is almost exploding, hands gripping the wheel and his chest rises and falls too fast.
“Where to?” he asks, firm
“Presbyterian” you reply, lowering your head and placing your hands on your belly
He speeds up like he never did before, especially with you inside. Harry is terrified right now and you know that. It hurts, for him, for Daniel, for his whole family. You rest your hand on his thigh, stroking it lightly. There’s nothing you can say or do right now, except give him love and support.
The waiting for the elevator seems eternal, Harry’s feet are moving impatiently, his eyes are to the front, all the time. He doesn’t even wait for the door to open fully, entering and bumping into the people that are leaving.
“I’m sorry” you say as they walk past you, looking at Harry with angry faces
You get inside and he pushes the button a hundred times, but it won’t make the doors close or the elevator go up faster than this. You place your hand on his back, but as soon as the doors open he sprints out, leaving you there, your hand up and alone. Running you get to the room a few moments before him.
Gio is seated, crying copiously, sobbing. Rob is hugging her and Anne is just stroking her back. Harry gets closer and kneels beside them. The only thing you see is Rob shaking his head to Harry. He looks back, his eyes red, his face pale. You walk over to him and kneel by his side, in your arms is where he breaks.
His cry is desperate, filled with hurt, anger, frustration and, of course, sadness. You hug him, his head on your chest, holding him as his sobs make his body tremble and as a consequence, yours too. You try to hold your tears, only a few warming your face. There's no time for that.
In his heart, Harry feels guilty for not being there. For not being around when he had the heart attack, he could’ve helped with something. He could’ve said something. Why now? He had to meet his grandbaby. He had to see them grow. But now that won’t be possible, and that breaks both of you.
Harry is seated in the first row, and you look at him from afar, standing by Gio’s side. For two days he has this empty look in his eyes, no emotions. Dan lays cold inside a coffin. You always hated funerals, always, and now more than ever, being the man who you considered a father and the grandfather of your baby.
“Gio, I’m going to see if Harry needs something, okay?” you stroke her back and she looks up, nodding. She hasn’t said a word ever since you arrived.
You walk up to Harry, his eyes follow you as you sit by his side, arm embracing him and kissing his shoulder. He turns his head slightly only to give you a kiss on your forehead.
“Baby, how are you?” your voice is low
“Trying” he answers, mouth moving against your head
“You don’t have to, you know? You can allow yourself to feel” your free hand slides to your thigh
“I know, honey, thank you” he backs away
“Do you want a glass of water?” your eyes search for his
“No, don’t worry about me, and please sit for a minute, you’re standing for too long, your feet will swell” his hands lay on your bump “Thank god I have this little one here”
“You do baby” you smile, hand landing on top of his
The eulogies are the most painful, yet the most touching part of this moment. You prepared something to read, in case Harry wouldn’t be able to. Rob goes first, he is not okay at all, but Gio is even worse. And when it comes to Harry’s time, you look at him, and he nods, standing up and walking to the small stage. He clears his throat, and you see the effort he is putting in to not break down.
“I never thought I would be here this soon. I guess we never know. Three days ago I was in his room, talking to him, he was talking to my child. And I wished he had lived enough to see them be born and grow. To play with them and tell his made-up stories like he always did.”
As the words leave his lips, you can’t stop the tears from falling. Harry’s eyes stay on you, his safe haven. The person he can cling to.
“I guess I’ll have to get used to the idea that my baby won’t know their granddad. I love him and always will. He made me who I am, and I’m so proud of myself to have followed his footsteps.
My father was always happy, committed, upstanding, loving, kind and all the other hundred characteristics everyone here can say. He was a great son, husband, father and grandfather.
Dad was not very happy with a few of my choices in my life. But in the last few months he was. He was really proud and excited. I got married to the girl who is the apple of his eye, got her pregnant before getting married and was taking his place in the company he built with a lot of love. I hope I can make him proud.
I love you, dad”
Only when he finishes, he cries, his chest tight, now it is clear, after this goodbye. You stand up and walk up to him, your heart aching to see him like that. You hold him tight and bring him back to his seat.
“Can you read yours?” he asks, sniffing
“I don’t know” you answer
“Please” his eyes, those eyes
You stand up and sigh, slowly walking to the stage. Palms sweating, heart racing and the air doesn’t even enter your lungs. You stop and look up, there are so many people there, looking at you. Some crying, some simply staring. You swallow hard, and lean towards the microphone.
“Good evening everyone. I’m his daughter-in-law. The second most beautiful woman to him.
He met me when I was just a kid and ever since that day he treated me like the daughter he didn’t have. I grew up with him always around, always so loving and kind. He used to give me everything. And who would’ve guessed he gave me the biggest and most important gift of my life.
My husband, Harry.
Daniel will live forever in our memories, we will make sure this baby meets him through our stories and pictures. And through their father. Harry got the best parts of him; his kindness, his commitment, his protectiveness, his passion and his playful way, not all the time, right, my life? I couldn’t ask for a better example. For my husband and for my baby.
A month ago Daniel confided in me that he had a dream with our baby. And I know he did. So he met his grandkid. This baby already had him wrapped around their fingers.” you chuckle “He was a sucker for my bump. And we were suckers for him. The third most beautiful man to me. We will forever love you, Dan. Thank you for everything.”
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