Living with One Direction (Hariana)

-172-: Harry leaves for tour (Ariana's POV)

Ariana's POV

It was the day before departure. Tomorrow, Harry was going to be leaving for a short mini tour. I sat in bed tears running down my face as Harry had been called into a last minute short notice meeting. They'd recently found a photographer who went by the name Lloyd and were going through the last minute details before finalizing set list. Morning sickness had come up again and I was told to stay home.

The baby kicked as the warm water from the shower washed over me. Harry had gone on tour multiple times while the two of us were together, but every time he left it was always as painful as the first time he went on tour without me.

"I love you so much little one. Daddy's gonna be doing lots of big trips like this, but don't worry, he always returns home with a little something. Maybe now that you're going to be coming soon, he'll pick something up for you." I smiled and finished up in the shower.

I started to hum As It Was as baby Styles started to go crazy. I giggled.

"Is that your favorite song from daddy? He claims that it's his least favorite. But guess what..... I think he's lying. I caught him listening to it a couple of days ago." Baby Styles kicked some more as I brushed my teeth and went downstairs to see what kinda food there was to eat. There were pickles and peanut butter available.

The peanut butter was for Toulouse, but Harry could always buy more. I took the pickles and the peanut butter and took them out of the fridge/pantry. Toulouse came running over with one of his toys that are used to put peanut butter in. I picked up the toy and filled it with peanut butter.

I handed it to Toulouse and he ran off with it. Next, I took the pickles and padded them with a paper towel. I cut them into little 'pickle pennies' and padded them again to get the moister out, I put the peanut butter on top of the pickle slices and groaned at the taste. I stood there in the kitchen just munching away on my weird craving as Harry came through the door. He seemed quite pissed.

"Haz baby? What's wrong?" I walked over to him and put my hand on his shoulder.

"The tour is being extended by a couple of days. I tried to bargain with them about how I didn't want to be doing that since were already going close to the nine month mark with your due date. It used to be a week, but now it's only a few days. I'm still scared of those extra few days though." Harry exhaled and I wiped away his tears. "I just don't wanna miss the birth of my fourth child. It's too important to me. And.... and it would just kill me to miss it, since I know that you're going to be in a lot of pain during the labouring process."

"Harry, there's no need to worry. I'll be fine. Baby Styles is a little smaller than usual so they'll need to cook a little longer if it keeps up." I kissed his lips. "You'll get back in time for the birth."

"Thanks baby. I don't know what I'd do without your reassuring words. I love you."

"Love you too, Hazza." I snuggled into his chest and fell asleep.
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I woke up. It was 12:30 in the morning. I needed to go to the bathroom so I got up from the bed and went to the bathroom. I was wearing one of Harry's shirts. I covered my mouth with my hand as I started to cry. I tried biting down on the tender part of my hand. I got up from the toilet and just sat on the ground for a few minutes.

"Ariana, are you ok in there?" Harry must've felt me get up.

I took a deep breath to try and hide the fact that I was on the verge of crying. "Yeah just needed to pee."

"Okay. I love you."

I smiled. I waited until I heard Harry get back into bed. He never did. I heard him unzip his suit case and start to fiddle around with something.

The lump in my throat got bigger. I stood up and flushed the toilet. I washed my hands at the sink and walked out to see Harry getting dressed. My heart dropped. Was he leaving for tour already?

"Haz?" I ask, not wanting to hide the fact that I was about to cry. "A-are you leaving already?"

His head whipped around. He was putting on his grey Santa Cruz sweater. "Well....." he looked away. "Yeah. I'm really sorry I didn't tell you. I just thought that it would be easier on the two of us if I'd leave early."

"We're you ever gonna say goodbye?" Tears fell down my cheeks as my voice croaked.

"I'm so sorry, Ari. I was gonna say goodbye. I was gonna wrote a note, saying how much I love you and our unborn baby."

I walked towards Harry, the moonlight slightly peeked through the curtains.

"I love you." Harry said as he kissed my lips and pulled me closer. "I don't think you realize how important starting a family with you is to me. I can't wait for the day to come where you give birth and we finally figure out if we're having a little girl or a little boy. Ariana, whenever I'm on tour, hell..... whenever I go on stage, I just think of you. Even though it hurts, I imagine you dancing around with the fans in the crowd. I always look forward to that one FaceTime call that we have. Now that you're pregnant again and coming close to giving birth. The excitement for that one FaceTime call will be even more exiting to look forward too. I can't wait to see our child's face pop up as they see me. I love you, Ariana and nothing will ever change my mind about you."

At this point I was a crying mess in Harry's arms. He rubbed my back as the tears flowed from my eyes. Once I seemed to calm down, we released from the hug. Our hands were still together as I looked at him in his eyes.

"Make sure you rock out with your socks out." I smiled.

"Thats not the name of the tour name, babe." Harry smiled back.

"Then what is it?"

"I think it's...... I don't think we actually named it."

I laughed a little. "Anyways. You should probably go and catch your plane. But first you have to say goodbye to me, your unborn child and our other kids."

"I won't forget." Harry kissed me on the lips as baby hood started kicking as he placed his large hand into my bump. "I'll see you when I get back." He kissed me again. "When I get back you should be still in there." He kissed my bump and I laughed.

"I'll try my best to keep them in there." I giggled. "I'll go back to bed now. I'll need to get up for work."

"Okay. Don't stress too much and have a good time while I'm away. Even if it's hard. I'll see you when he FaceTime for the first time.

"Goodbye, Harry. Talk to you soon. I love you."