Night Shift [h.s]

seventeen

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER INCLUDES MENTION OF VOMITING

☁️ ALANNAH ☁️

I swear I had been in paradise for the past god knows how many hours. I had dreamt of the sunniest beach with golden sand that was so soft to touch. I had dreamt of the clearest sea lapping against the shore, a bright blue sky and a heart full of warmth. The colours were all so vivid, I could feel the breeze blowing through my hair and I could hear the sea, I could hear the birds and I could hear children's laughter, most importantly, I could hear Harmony's laughter. It was unlike any other, this was laughter of pure joy, complete happiness that cured the soul.

She was proper belly laughing in the sand, flicking it everywhere with her pink spade, in fits of laughter, a little blue floral swimsuit covering her body and her hair is kept back in two neat braids as always, her signature look by now. She looked a picture of pure happiness, laughing away in the sand, digging up sand with the sun beating down on her. I had been laying on a beach towel cradling a baby bump that took me by surprise at first, though I looked down at it with so much love and adoration, and I couldn't feel anything but joy when this scene was playing out in front of me.

I guess it was who I was with that made me feel a little uneasy at first, but everything was just flowing so naturally, it was like it was always supposed to be. Harry was sat just about a metre apart from Harmony, sitting in the sand in just a pair of swimming shorts, a huge bright smile on his face as he scoops up sand with his hands. The two of them together looked like a right pair, partners in crime if ever I saw them.

The two of them seemed to be in fits of laughter about something whilst I was gently humming to myself, watching the waves roll in as I caressed my ever growing bump. Everything was just sunny and bright and perfect. It was like everything I had ever wanted.

That was until an alarm rudely brought me out of my slumber, blaring in my ear that it was time to return to my reality, and that wasn't relaxing on the beach with the sun on my face and a baby in my belly. I felt a little scared when I first peeled my eyes open and came to. I had arms wrapped around me, a new scent filling my nose. This wasn't my bed. This wasn't my room and that dream had startled me a little. It all felt so real and now I felt slightly out of touch with reality.

I didn't dream often, I never usually got the chance, my sleep was often interrupted by Harmony or by an alarm telling me that I had to get up, it was rare that I actually fell into a completely different universe as I slept, a lot of the time I seemed to be trapped in some sort of nightmare, but this was anything but a nightmare.

"What the fuck?" I sit myself up in a hurry, rubbing at my eyes to see clearer. My muscles almost ache from the quick movement and my heart starts to race at the pure thought of sharing a holiday with Harry with a baby growing inside of me. In fact, it was almost nauseating to think that I was dreaming of a completely different life where Harry was playing with my daughter and I was pregnant. I couldn't stop my heart from racing. I couldn't stop my mind from reeling and more importantly I couldn't stop my stomach from churning.