Living with One Direction (Hariana)

-175-: Staying home

Harry wasn't able to call for the next few days. I was really starting to miss his voice, the only communication we've had is a couple of quick texts here and there. The lack of communication between Harry and I has caused me to throw up almost everyday. Since I'm not able to keep solid food down, I was forced to go on a liquid diet. I was wearing a white shirt with cheetah print pants and white socks on.

I was wearing a white shirt with cheetah print pants and white socks on I was able to stay in the outfit for a good portion of the day. The day seemed like it was taking its time to end. Around 2 pm I ended up trying to see if I could eat solids again but I ended up vomiting on myself and into the trash. I grunted and took a bath.

The water was surrounding me, with stretch marks covering one half of my bump. I looked to the ceiling and started to cry. It's been almost a full week without talking to Harry and my hormones were certainly getting to me. I cried in the tub and when I got out I made sure that my eyes looked normal before putting in some sweatpants shorts and a jersey from middle school soccer. I went to the top of the stairs and Duke followed me. Before heading down the stairs to go to the kitchen to grab a bite to eat.

I walked towards the nursery, the green walls complemented the white crib. I smiled knowing that there was soon to be a real live baby in the crib soon. I walked down the stairs and got onto the couch with some food. Sirius came with me and laid on the couch with his head against my bump. I snapped a picture and sent it to Harry.

I snapped a picture and sent it to Harry. He got back as soon as I sent it. He said that he could call for a little!! I sat up and Harry called me.

"Hey Haz. How's been touring going?"

"It's been going good. We're just hanging around the venue and eating some take away. Also the boys and I have been trying to guess the gender of baby Styles. What do you think we're having?"
"Well based on the certain cravings and the baby's heart rate I can't say. Cause what I'm guessing is what the gender will most likely be.
What are you thinking?"

"I think it's a girl."

"Is that why you said 'she' when you saw the picture of the little one?"

"Well yeah. A bit. For some odd reason I have a gut feeling about is having a baby girl again."

"What are the boys guesses?"

"Pauli and Mitch are thinking girls, while Elin and I are thinking boy."

I got off the couch and got a pain in my lower abdomen. I winced in pain.

"Ari, baby. Are you okay? What's wrong?!" Harry was nervous.

"I'm fine. It's just Braxton Hicks contractions."

"What are Braxton Hicks again?"

"Their practice contractions for when I go into labor. I'm alright now. That one wasn't as bad as the others I've had."

"You've been having them?! How do you know you aren't in labor?!"

"My mucus plug still has to go. And the little one is still quite small. Though all his import organs and stuff are developing well. He's just gonna be a smaller baby."

"Why are you saying 'he' now?" Harry laughed. "Have you checked the envelope?"

"No I haven't. I guess I just really want a little boy again."

"Can I see the bump? I know I always ask for it but I miss it too much."

"Yeah sure. I'm gonna go up to the nursery to show you since it's somewhat completed. I just have to get some clothing for the little one."

I walked into the nursery and flipped the camera onto my bump.

I walked into the nursery and flipped the camera onto my bump.

Harry's eyes lit up as I lifted my shirt.

"It's so cute and small. It doesn't look like it's gotten bigger since the last time we've talked."

"It's gotten a touch bigger. But not so much that it's noticeable. Good thing is, that I can wear your shirts or sweaters overtop and it just about covers it."

"Has little Styles been active? Or has the movement calmed down?"

"Still active as the day you left. I wonder what it's gonna be like when baby hood is born and you actually leave for tour. Hopefully not much tears."

I sat down on the light grey rocker that was put in before Harry had left. I propped my phone onto the foot rest.

"I have stretch marks and it's weird. They're not that noticeable though so I'm all good with it."

"How're you holding up with being gone from me at this point in my pregnancy?"

"It's hard. Not a day goes by that I think of you and the little one. I'm so exited for the baby to come. I just wanna hold their little body in my arms."

"Where are you in the tour?"

"We're in Brazil. God it's beautiful here. Once the baby is old enough maybe I can take you here and have a little get away with our little one. The view right now is amazing." Harry got up and walked out onto the stage. "I'm sending this your way. I should probably go back now. The boys are waiting and we still have to go through rehearsal and do our 'before show ritual'. I love you babe."

"We love you, Ariana!!!!" Pauli, Mitch and the rest of the Love band all shouted from backstage.

I giggled. "Love you too, Haz. Say hi to the the band for me. Hopefully we can talk again soon."

"Same here, teddy bear. I'll try and find some room in my schedule. These next two weeks seem pretty busy. But hey, the tour is almost done and I'll be coming back. If we can't talk, are you able toast two weeks without talking? Management really wants us to get a good sleep before all of our busy days ahead of us."

"I'm pretty sure I'll be okay. Maybe a text here and there will be good. Two weeks though. Jeez, it feels like just a couple of days ago you were packing up your bags and leaving at 12:30 or whatever time you left at. Love you, Haz. Think of me when you're on stage." I smiled.

"You know I always do. Love you too." Harry blew a kiss to the screen and the call ended.

I pulled down my shirt and finished up some last minute things with the nursery and some basic chores around the house.