Pregnancy Series (Harry Styles) // Book 2

10. 20 Week Scan

Harry and you were on our way to the hospital for the 20 week scan. You were both hoping the baby would be in a position that we could make out the gender. You had both decided that you felt you should find out the gender so you could have a better idea what colour to paint the nursery, what colour of blankets, clothes, you also felt like knowing the gender would help you bond with the baby.

Arriving at the hospital was when you started to get nervous. What if something was wrong, should you have felt the baby move yet? People had said usually between 18 and 20 weeks, but you still hadn't felt anything.

The receptionist knew who you were so waved you through to the waiting room telling us the nurse will be with us soon. We got into the waiting room and took a seat.

"Calm down babe. Everything will be fine," Harry spoke as he rested his hand on your leg that was bouncing up and down.

"Y/N Styles?" you and Harry stood up, following the nurse into the room.

"So Mrs. Styles, any movement yet?" You shook your head. "Completely normal with your first child. It will happen soon. So, firstly I'm going to ask you to lie on the bed with your shirt pulled up and I'll show you your baby."

You done as she asked and waited for the baby to pop onto the screen.

"Ok, here's your baby. That's their head, an arm, and their legs. You see the little black flashing spot on the screen?" Harry and I nodded. "That's your baby's beating heart. Would you like to hear it?"

"Please," Harry answered the nurse and you smiled over at him to see that a tear had escaped his eye.

A steady, trotting noise took over the room. "Wow," you whispered in awe. That was your baby's heartbeat. This caused a tear to leak out of your eye. Harry grabbed your hand.

She done all of the necessary tests like measuring different parts of the baby and circumference of the head.

"Would you like to know the sex?" The nurse asked and you nodded excitedly. "Well Mr and Mrs Styles, it looks like your having a baby girl. Congratulations," she spoke and tears poured down your face. She cleared the gel off of your belly and then spoke.

"I'll give you two minute. I'll go collect the pictures," you nodded and got off of the bed.

"We're having a baby girl Harry."

"And I hope she's just like you."