𝙃𝙖𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙎𝙩𝙮𝙡𝙚𝙨 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

𝙷𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜

Being pregnant sucked.

Y/N has started questioning why she ever even wanted a baby in the first place because of the hell that is pregnancy. She willingly put herself through this! And Harry just did it to her as if it wasn't horrible!

She literally asked to have morning sickness and a huge bump, she asked for her ankles to swell and for her back to hurt and to have to pee every goddamn hour of the day! She asked for all of this shit!

And don't even get her started on hormones because hers were all over the place and she was causing arguments with anyone who looked at her funny, which wasn't great when she was out with Harry and some paps decide to show up.

And she was just moody what felt like all the time, even now when Harry was being a perfect gentleman.

"Where do you want to eat?" He asks, smiling at her as they walk down the pretty much empty street, it's 1pm on a Thursday so most people were at work or school.

"I don't mind, just not somewhere gross" Y/N shrugs, groaning when she notices she has to pee, again.

"How are you feeling? We're not walking too fast are we? We should slow down I think we're-" Harry starts but is interrupted when Y/N glares at him, "We're not walking too fast alright, it's a perfectly normal fucking speed, I'm pregnant not ninety" She snaps making Harry wish he never said anything.

He's been on the receiving end of most of Y/N's mood swings, she felt bad about it but apparently pregnant Y/N was an argumentative bitch and stubborn as fuck so she hadn't really apologised much about her rudeness towards him.

"Sorry, I just don't want you to be uncomfortable" Harry says with a small smile, resting his hand on the small of her back, "I'm actually starving, where are we going?" She asks with a sigh, "Uhm, we could go to Franko's?" Harry suggests, it was a small café that the two had grown to love.

"Ugh no, that's gross" Y/N groans, "I think I'm going to piss myself" She mutters, looking around, "This place looks alright? Can we eat here?" She says, stopping at a bistro looking place, Harry nods and they walk through the doors.

"I'll get us a table and you go to the bathroom alright?" Harry smiles, kissing her cheek, Y/N nods and walks off to the bathroom.

Harry finds them a table for two in the corner and orders them both drinks, Y/N has pretty much only been drinking water the whole pregnancy because everything else makes her feel pukey apparently so he doubts it'll be a problem.

Boy was he wrong.

"I can't believe you just went ahead and assumed I'd want to drink water!" She complains, "I don't even drink water, like ever" She sighs making Harry look at her in disbelief, "Babe, water is basically all you drink as of late" He sighs back, not wanting to cause an argument but also not wanting to be the target of her complaints for the rest of the day over a stupid glass of water.

"Tell me when you have ever seen me put that clear shit anywhere near my mouth!" Y/N gasps, "Literally like this morn-" Harry starts but interrupts himself, knowing this conversation won't go anywhere good.

"Look, it's alright, I'm sorry for ordering you water, we can get you something else if you hate it that much" He says, reaching across the table for his fiancé's hand.

"Too late now, you've already ordered it" She sighs, rolling her eyes.

The rest of the lunch goes rather horribly, Y/N was taking a thick over the stupid water the whole time and kept making snarky comments that Harry was starting to get rather pissed off about.

"I have to piss again, Jesus Christ. Must be because of all the water I've been drinking huh?" Y/N says as they get into the car and that's when Harry snaps.