Knocked Up (Mal And Harry)

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Mal's POV

I woke up and instantly felt extremely sick, I threw the blankets off of me and ran straight to the bathroom, bending down on my knees next to the toilet and throwing up. I stayed there for a few minutes before feeling like I was going to faint, I tried to sit up some more to feel less faint but I was still throwing up so much, oh gosh this is horrible I thought to myself. I stayed there throwing up for 25 more minutes before I couldn't take it anymore I am literally about to pass out.

"Mom!!" I called although it sounded quieter and raspier than I intended, I don't think she heard me because she didn't respond,

"Mom!!" I repeated it came out slightly louder this time, I heard the floorboards moving by her room so I knew she was coming.

I listened as she got closer to the bathroom, it's a pretty small house even though it's the biggest on the Isle, she entered the bathroom with a confused look on her face, her face shifted from confused to concerned as soon as she saw me on the floor, she quickly moved towards me and sat beside me.

"Mal, what's wrong? Are you okay?" She asked

"I'm gonna pass out" I whispered quietly, although I was trying to speak at my normal volume, I quickly turned to throw up again.

I felt her pull my hair back and tie it in a ponytail, then she continued to rub circles on my back. I felt myself falling weaker and weaker, I felt my mother pull me up a little as she tried to keep me sitting up properly not falling and laying on the toilet seat. I stopped throwing up after 10 more minutes and I slowly sat up and leaned back against my mother. She lifted her hand to stroke my hair before handing me a glass of water which I gratefully accepted and began sipping the water slowly.

We sat on the floor for some more time before my mother stood up and reached her hand down to help me up.

"Cmon Mally" She said pulling me up to my feet

We walked out of the bathroom after flushing the toilet and woken to my room. I quickly lay back down in my bed and pulled the covers up to my chin feeling nice and snuggly and warm. My mother filled up my water and placed it in my bedside table before sitting down next to me, she rubbed my shoulder in a comforting kind of way, I pretty quickly fell asleep.

—————4 hours later—————

I woke up feeling confused until what happened this morning came back to me, I turned to the side and noticed that my mother wasn't there anymore. I slowly pushed myself off of my bed and walked towards my wardrobe to get dressed, I opened my dresser picked up my black sweatpants, as I was putting them on I noticed they wouldn't go over my stomach anymore, great I thought to myself. I threw them back into my dresser and picked up the stretchiest boa lol leggings that I owned, they got but only just, I put Harry's hoodie on aswell figuring that none of my tops would even fit me and there was no point even trying. I still feel really unwell.

I walked out of my bedroom and into the living room, as I was walking I realised my legs felt really tired and that I really wanted to sit down. I went to the couch and layed down on my side, my mother came up to me with a hot drink and a magazine, she placed the drink down on the coffee table in front of me and lightly chucked the magazine towards me.

"What this?" I asked picking up the magazine

"A baby magazine" She replied

I folded my legs on so she could sit down next to me on the couch, I opened the magazine and began to flick through it.

"They're so tiny!" I said in shock

"Well yeah, they are babies" my mom replied

"Aww and they're so cute!" I said

"Well they look cute till they poop everywhere" my mom joked

"Can you flick through it?" I asked, stretching my arm out to hand her the magazine

She looked at me with a mixture of amused and shocked "Just because your pregnant doesn't make me your servant" she replied

"Mom, please" I said

She grabbed the magazine out of my hand, I slowly sat up and changed my position so I could see the magazine too. She began flicking through it as I watched.

"That's cute" She said pointing to a baby hat with 2 horns coming out of either side

"No it's not" I said shaking my head lightly

"You wouldn't want your baby to have a hat of it's grandma?" She asked looking shocked as a joke

"No" I replied

"Well I'm getting the hat for it anyway" She announced proudly, continuing to flick to the next page.

I sighed, not because of the hat, but because I was still feeling unwell from being pregnant.

"Still not feeling well?" My mom asked me

I shook my head no and leant against her shoulder, she moved to place the magazine down and get more comfortable, she laid down and I placed my head onto her stomach, as we didn't have many pillows that were very comfortable in the living room, we had some comfy ones but they weren't very close to me and I was too tired to reach for them, she continued to stroke my hair with one hand and rub circles on my back with the other as I drifted off to sleep..... Again.

Hey guys! Sorry about the wait, Mal's not feeling very well!! I really hope you enjoy this chapter. Thank you so much for reading!
-Daisy :D
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