#1. You Tell Him You're Pregnant!
"I'm ready, babe," you smile as you descend the stairs, informing your husband, Harry, that are ready to leave for the party. Little did he know, your heart was beating a million miles a minute and you were about to deliver some very important news.
Harry looks up at you as you walk towards him. He eagerly takes in your appearance: a strapless, royal blue dress is hugging your body in all the right places, your hair is curled to perfection, your makeup is brightening up your face, and the silver stilettos that promise to kill your feet by the end of the night add the perfect amount of glamour to your outfit.
"Wow," his mouth slightly drops open. "You look gorgeous, baby."
"Thanks, babe," you say, placing a kiss on his cheek. "You don't look so bad yourself, Harry."
He chuckles. "Thank you, love. Shall we go now?"
He begins to walk away in order to grab his keys but you wrap your hand around his bicep to stop him.
"No, not yet. I wanna take a couple pictures before we leave!" you tell him, grabbing your phone.
Harry sighs - he doesn't really enjoy pictures - but complies. "Okay, but quickly. We're gonna be late."
You nod. This is all part of your plan. "You first, Harry. Stand by that wall," you command.
"I don't need pictures of me, let me just take some of you and then leave," Harry argues.
"No, Harry. You look so nice tonight, and I want some pictures of you for my own enjoyment," you urge him.
"Fine," he mumbles, walking over to the wall.
He stands tall for the picture. As he begins to smile, you see the dimples on his face.
Instead of a taking a picture, you began to take a video and say, "Say 'cheese'" Harry thinks you are taking a picture, complete unaware of what you plan to do.
"I'm not a 3-year-old, (y/n)," Harry says, "But, whatever. Cheese!"
"Good, another one. Say 'cheese'" you repeat.
"Cheese!" Harry smiles.
"One more," you say, nervously. You are still taking a video of all of this. "Say 'I'm going to be a dad!'"
"I'm gon-" Harry begins. "Wait, what?" His eyes go wide, and you're unable to hide your smile.
"No way! Are you serious?" he exclaims.
You nod rapidly.
"Oh my gosh, (y/n)!" Harry runs over and lifts you up by your thighs, spinning you in circles. "I can't believe this! I'm so happy!"
He puts you down, then rests his forehead on yours. "I love you, gorgeous."
"I love you, too, Harry," you reply.
Harry kisses your lips. After a moment, you pull away slightly and mumble, "Let's stay home, tonight." Harry re-attaches his lips to yours, and nods in agreement, smiling into the kiss.