Cold morning

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----> Dunkirk era

Your eyes open lazily when a bit of light gets into your bedroom from a big window, Harry is laying on the right side of the bed, still asleep. You take advantage of his sleep for admiring his beauty: his eyelashes are resting on his soft and flawless cheeks, while a frame of short and wavy hair are contouring his beautiful face.

You were staring at him, when his red lips opened a bit. "Morning babe" says Harry in his raspy voice. "Hello gorgeous".

You two are staring at each other when he softly puts his hand on your cheek, rubbing it gently, you close your eyes at the sensation of his touch and rest your head on his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin up there

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You two are staring at each other when he softly puts his hand on your cheek, rubbing it gently, you close your eyes at the sensation of his touch and rest your head on his chest, feeling the warmth of his skin up there.

His hand goes from your cheek to your long hazel hair and starts playing with it, running his fingers through it. In the mid time you trace with your index finger his butterfly tattoo, which was your personal favorite, making him chuckle a bit.

"You know i love you, right?" Harry asks. You furrow your eyebrows as you don't understand where he wants to land with his question. "yeah, i love you too Harry, why?"

You start thinking about all the plans Harry has in relation to his job and you worry that he has to go away from you.

"Ok, so Jeff asked me to go to his office in Bristol, I'll stay there for two or three months, we have to organize the tour and, you know, so much work to do. I'm so sorry, I didn't want to tell you this way, I've been waiting for the best moment to tell you and when i opened my eyes just a few minutes ago i thought that now would have been perfect, but i ruined everything."

While he was speaking you kept tracing the ink marks on his abs, not wanting to listen to Harry's heartbreaking words. A tear runs through your face, marking your cheek: you didn't want to cry, as Harry would have worred, but his words broke your heart and you start crying, keeping your head laid on his chest.

"No babe, don't cry. I knew it would have been a hard stroke for you, but i had to tell ya.."

You keep your head down as he continues to play with your hair when you feel something strange inside you. Sickness takes over, you run to the bathroom and you throw up.

You sit on the floor and cry, Harry comes to you and hugs you. You're in tears, you feel that nothing in your life is going well. Harry is the only positive thing, but now he's leaving you too.

He places a soft kiss on your right temple, he lifts up and gets dressed. "Where are you going?" you ask.

"I'm going to the chemistry, I'll be right back love, now go to bed. Let me help you."

You don't want to ask anything, you just want to go back to the moment when Harry told you those heartbreaking words and block him, kissing his lips and forget about all your problems, but time traveling is just a dream nowadoys and you hove to deal with it.

Five minutes pass and Harry's back, with a pregnancy test in his hands. You hadn't paid so much attention to the fact that you threw up. You gave the fault to the stressful period, not so much importance. But now you think back to the night when you two have had not protected sex: you were conscious about it, that day you had talked about being parents, you were so happy and Harry said that you would have been an amazing mom.

You stare at each other, then you take courage and go to the bathroom. There you take two minutes for yourself and think about what's wrong in your life, while the test was doing his job. You decide to stop thinking negative and look at the test: it turned positive.

You start crying with joy when you open the door. "So? Positive or negative?" Harry asks in a worried tone.

"I'm pregnant!" A huge smile comes up on his face, he comes to you and hugs you, lifting you up a bit just for letting you know how much he loves you.

You kiss him, on his cheek and on his dimple, which you have always loved.
"We're gonna be parents! Oh my god I can't believe it!" You say.

Harry takes you up bridal style and places you on your bed. He lays next to you and starts caressing your belly softly. "Boy or girl, it's going to be amazing having you here, little creature."

You chuckle at his words and forget about all your problems. Suddenly Harry grabs his phone and you see Jeff's name on the screen.

"Hi Jeff, listen. We've just discovered that y/n is pregnant!"

"oh my god, that's amazing!" You hear Jeff's metallic voice coming through Harry's phone and you smile a bit.

"Okay here's the thing: I have to stay with her during this period and give her everything she needs, can we postpone our meetings?"

"Yes sure, this is an important event and I don't want you to miss y/n's first pregnancy. Let's postpone all our commitments, she comes first. Oh, congratulations!"

You smile a lot at Jeff's words. "Thank you!" you say.

Harry hangs up the phone and hugs you. "I'll never leave you, love." At his words, you lay your head on his shoulder and close your eyes, thinking about your future with your favorite person in the world.

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