Night Shift [h.s]

twenty nine

☁️ ALANNAH ☁️

"Did you know that baby's the size of a lemon today?" Harry speaks through the silence of the waiting room whilst I try to busy myself by flicking through some kind of pregnancy magazine that I wasn't even actually reading, it was purely to pass time.

I wasn't sure why today had ignited me with so much anxiety, but I could hardly relax. Harry had told me that was completely normal and he had even told me that I had to trust his judgment because he was a doctor and he knew everything, he had said with the biggest shit eating smirk on the planet. Right in a moment of fear, he knew how to crack even the tiniest of smiles from me.

He knew how to make things better, his own damn smile was a form of medicine and it was the best kind if I do say so myself.

"Hmm?" I lift my head from the endless pages about motherhood and how to prepare for the perfect birth, though I would know that things are not always as rosy as these parenthood magazines make out to be. They don't tell you the horrors of when things go terribly wrong, though why would they? They were trying to make it all seem a breeze. They could easily fool a first time mother, but I knew that it didn't always work out that way.

"Our baby is about the size of a lemon today, or a plum.. or even a lime. I tried googling to see how big they are but Google had a few different answers for me, but I think we should stick to a lemon, that sounds like a good option to go with, and besides a lemon sounds a bit nicer than a lime, but I guess a plum-"

I fight my laughter for about ten solid seconds whilst Harry is talking. I even roll my lips into my mouth to stop myself from giggling at his rambles that must've been a little cry for help as his own mind is filled with anxieties. I do my best to hold it in, but the way he had gone into great depths about researching this and then thought about this so deeply just made my heart lurch for him even more.

I knew I had said it about a million times over by now, but I really had found a good one. I couldn't think of anyone better to raise a child with than a man who Google's the exact size of our baby and compares it to a fruit. He had me in a chokehold.

"You are.." I can't help my shake my head as I bite back the smile that just couldn't be held in anymore. I swore his heart was made from solid gold. "You really are quite something Styles" the brightest smile takes over my features when I can't hold it in anymore. He had the purest soul and my body was screaming at me to never let him go. Not that I planned on doing so anyway.

"What?" He looks at me in amusement that I had found it so funny. I guess I just wasn't used to this type of thing just yet. When I was pregnant with Harmony, I had to sit through appointments alone, I had to keep my mind busy in the waiting room alone, I only had myself. I didn't have someone beside me cracking jokes every two seconds and comparing our baby to a fruit. I didn't have someone beside me who cared so much to even Google such a thing.