Anything [h.s]

Chapter 33

Anna Faze.
(21 weeks pregnant)

We're having a girl!!

A girl!!

The original plan was to have one big balloon with the color of the gender inside of it. We were also going to have both of our family's with us, but it didn't work out. The lovely ultrasound technician, bless her heart, slipped up and said 'she looks all good.' As she was taking the ultrasound wand off my belly. She felt awful, but if I'm honest I'm glad we found out this way it felt more special between me and harry. I do however wish I could've gotten our reactions on camera but they don't allow pictures or videos to be taken in the rooms.

"So we're having a little Matilda." Harry smile's, he gives my thigh a small squeeze as he focuses back on the road.

"We're having a little Matilda!" I grab on to his arm in excitement.

"I'm happy that we found out this way. It made it feel more special for just the two of us, you know." I admit, I softly run my finger tips along his arm.

"I am too, and I'm not just agreeing with you. I'm glad the lady slipped up and told us. Now we can enjoy ourselves before telling our families." He says.

"Speaking of families, how do you want to tell them? I don't have any ideas so I'm open to anything." I ask him.

I'm not really sure how this will work since we're both in London and obviously my family is back in America. I'm lost on how to announce that we're having a girl to them.

"We could do something with balloons? Maybe." He suggests.

"Or maybe a cake, like the inside of it is pink, so it could be a strawberry cake since it comes out pink." He explains.

Oh I love him so much.

"I like that. We could make it?" I suggest.

"Oh honey I love you, I really do but do you really want to take on that challenge?" He asks.

I sat up in my seat, "are you saying I can't bake?" I sarcastically ask.

I could practically see him shit himself as I sat up. "What? What, no. No, I love your baking, you are an amazing baker, I swear I love your cakes and, and stuff." He panic's.

"Mhmm, okay. Can we stop by the store before we go home?" I ask.

"Yes, of course."

The cake was a success, it's a two layer strawberry cake with white frosting around it and little red love hearts all around.

I didn't think taking a cake from point A to point B would cause so much stress, but it's safe to say it made it to Harry's mum's house in one piece.

Before we had left the house I texted Gemma to make sure she'd be here for the surprise.

As I placed the cake down on the table I could feel myself get nervous, there's nothing really to be nervous about. Maybe it's more exciting than nervous, yeah that's it.

November 4th, 2021.

I miss her.

I woke up a little bit ago, I've been sitting out on the balcony off of my room just watching nothing really. There's been a car, maybe two, but nothing really.

I try not to let myself think about the 'what if' when it comes to Harriet, since it normally ends with me in a deep spiral of guilt and the pressure of being a failure.