My forever

Chapter twenty-seven

I scoot back and expect to feel Harry in the bed next to me but instead I find emptiness. I sit up a little and look around to find that Harry is no where to be seen.

I sit up and slip out of bed. I stumble over Pepper because I couldn't see her in the dark. I walk to the bedroom door and stop when I hear soft piano music drifting through the house. I walk down the steps slowly and turn down the hall before standing in the doorway.

Harry sits at the piano playing a song I don't recognize. His back is to me and I lean against the doorframe.

"Couldn't sleep?" I ask and he stops playing.

He turns to me. "Erm yeah. What about you?"

"I got cold." I answer truthfully.

"Awe come'er." he holds open his arms and I walk into them.

He buries his face in my neck and breaths in.

"I love you." he mumbles.

"I love you too." I whisper and he pulls away before kissing my nose.

"Come on, let's go back to bed." he gets up and holds out his hand for me but I turn away from him to the piano.

"I'm not tired though." I play a few notes and the baby moves. It's such a weird feeling.

"Come on." he pulls me up and helps me step over the piano bench. "You need to get some sleep."

"But I'm wide awake now." I yawn and he smiles but still pushes me along.

We walk up the stairs in silence and then into our bedroom. I lay down in the bed and Harry crawls in next to me before pulling the covers over us. He slings his arm over my waist and runs his thumb across my belly.

"We need to start thinking of names." harry says softly.

"I like Nolan." I say sleepily.

He's quiet for a second. "I do too but we need to look at other names to."

"True."

I start to drift off when Harry says "are you scared?"

I jump and he mutters sorry before I answer. "Scared about what?"

"About.... being a mum, screwing up, something going wrong, our son not liking us..."

I turn over toward him and sit up on my elbow.

"Yeah I think about it all the time. But we won't know what will happen until it does but that's just life, we can't really do anything about it." I start twirling a piece of his hair between my thumb and pointer finger. "But what keeps me going is the thought of seeing his face."

"I'll keep that in mind." he kisses my nose and I roll back over.

"Now can I sleep?" I ask and he chuckles.

"Yes you can."

I close my eyes.

"Wait one last thing."

I groan and burry my face into my pillow. "What?"

"Jeez I was going to say I love you." he laughs.

"Oh well than I love you too." I say and he hums as he wraps his arm around my not so slim waist.

That's when I finally got back to sleep.