Harry Styles Fanfiction - Remember Me?

Chapter 320

July 2022
28 weeks
**YOUR POV**
We eventually made it to the wedding which was a beautiful, little ceremony with the closest family and friends. It brought me right back to our own wedding and made me remember how incredibly nervous I was to get married to Harry even though I knew him for a lifetime and didn't have to be scared of anything. I knew he was the man of my dreams and that he loved me just as much as I loved him.

When the bride and the groom shared their kiss, Harry and I looked at each other with a smile and he gave my hand a gentle squeeze and that's when I knew he was thinking about it too.

Throughout the whole ceremony, Harry tried not to move a lot and just stay still, hoping his back would let him, but I could tell he was in a lot of pain still at how tense he stood there.

After the wedding, Anne hosted a little get together for all of our family members again at her house and that was when we finally saw Gemma who only arrived last minute to the wedding.

„Hey there, lots of work, huh?" I gave her a hug outside in Anne's backyard.

„Tell me about it. I thought I could make it in time, but this meeting just wouldn't end." She rolled her eyes, sipping on a drink and turned to Harry, giving him a sisterly slap on the back of his shoulder which made him leave a pained groan instantly, his eyes shut.

„Fuck me, Gemma!" He let out.

„What? What did I do?"

„My back's killing me, Gem." Harry's hand moved to his lower back to try massage it a bit.

„Oh god, I'm so sorry."

„It's been like this all day. It's killing him and I told him he wouldn't have to come, but you know him and now look at him, he can't even walk properly."

„Sounds like him." Gemma said and Harry just rolled his eyes, walking away.

Gemma and I sat down at a table, enjoying some cake and mocktails. I watched Harry playing with his cousins little kids, smiling at the thought, that that would be him soon with our daughter.

I could tell Harry's back felt worse the longer he played around like that, running, playing football, but when he lifted up one of his nephews and held him in his arms after he begged Harry to do so, I knew it wasn't good at all and it was only confirmation when I saw his hand fly to his back after he let the boy back down to the ground. It took him a second to stand back up straight.

„I wanna play too! I wanna do that too!" The children screamed, every single one of them wanting Harry to pick them up and fly them around the air as well.

Harry being Harry, he repeated the act with every single kid, making them all very happy, but Harry on the other hand was in even more pain, his face scrunched and brows furrowed.

Eventually, I waved him over to us and made him sit down, so he would have to stop.

„Are you okay, baby?" I reached out to place my hand on top of his, his other hand still rubbing his back.

„Not sure, felt this weird twinge in my back."

„Babe, you should really stop and take care of yourself." I told him and Gemma agreed.

„But they're such adorable, little angels. Can't say no to them."

„I know they are, but I need you to be able to carry our own child when she's that age without your back feeling even worse than it does now."