The Encounter |H.S|

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I wake up to the sound of the door closing a little too harshly. Jumping faintly, I sit up and rub my eyes once I realize that Harry has left to take Hazel to her kindergarten and I'm left alone.

Lately, Harry has been doing everything for me and I honestly couldn't be more grateful for that, my baby bump is getting bigger and my back is hurting even more, the baby started kicking a few weeks ago and I am exhausted all the time.

It's making me feel terrible about myself and my image but when you have someone like Harry by your side, this feeling never lasts long.

I go downstairs and into the kitchen to start making breakfast and shiver at the cold all around the house, lurking in corners and nearly eating me alive before I turn on the thermostat.

It's mid-January now and the cold weather never seems to stop, sometimes it feels like it tears me apart completely whenever I go out, I can't stop shivering. So I've been extra careful with Hazel, I don't want her to get sick at all.

I sit down on the couch with my breakfast in my hand, setting the plate on my stomach and smiling at my achievement as the plate stays in place. I eat my breakfast while watching tv as a way to distract myself, which is what I usually do at home since I'm alone during the day.

After I finish eating, I take the plate to the kitchen and sit down on the couch once more. It's almost a daily routine now that I don't go to work, there's nothing to do at home and there's no one to keep me distracted.

The closer I get to the birth date the more nervous I get about it. I know I've done this before but it still scares me a little for some reason, I mean it's a baby coming out of me but I feel like I should be already mentally prepared for it. I'm not.

The door opens suddenly and I sit up out of surprise, getting up and gasping when I see Harry standing by the front door taking his jacket off. "What are you doing here?"

"Well, I thought I could spend some time with you today." He smiles brightly at me, walking closer to me and pressing a kiss to my lips while I cup his face. His skin is cold under my fingertips and it makes me shiver lightly.

"You should put on something warmer, mon chéri," I tell him immediately and he smiles gently, grabbing my hand and bringing it to his lips to press a kiss on it.

He follows my advice and puts on a green sweater and grey sweatpants while I sit on the bed waiting for him. I've been so used to spending the day alone that now that he's here I can't stop following him around.

After that, he begins walking out of our room but stops when he realises I'm going to follow him, turning around and setting a hand on my shoulder with a playful smile. "Stay here, I'm just going to get some food."

He strokes my cheek twice and leaves the room while I sit down on the bed slowly, grunting faintly at the back pain. I look outside the window and widen my eyes as the rain falls intensely from the sky, hitting the windows with force and somehow making a comforting sound.

I love rainy days, but I would feel much more at ease if Hazel was here with me instead of being away. She's not going to feel this rain because she stays inside her playroom at her kindergarten, but I feel guilty nonetheless. And I miss her.

Harry comes back with several things in his hands, setting them on the bed before looking at me with his hands on his hips. "You're supposed to be laid down."

I don't have time to reply before he quite literally tucks me in, laying me down and pulling the duvet up to my shoulders with a proud smile over his lips while I stare at him with furrowed eyebrows.

He lies down next to me, getting comfortable before turning on the tv and I look at him with the same look as before. "So, who is replacing you today?"

"Do you want me to be honest or do you want me to lie?"