Chapter 26. Did I Tell You
Harry's POV
A body laid on me as I woke up from my heavy slumber. Dionne's hair was all over my face, dirty blond tuffs prickled on my skin. Her chest was softly rising and falling while she was fast asleep. Hands were holding on to my white shirt as she was smiling in her dream. I guess it was a good dream. I blew the long hair out of my face as it was irritating me to say the least. I would often wake up like this, Dionne's hair in my face as she lay on me. It was like she looked for comfort in me when she was asleep, she didn't want me to leave her alone. I wouldn't do that of course.
"Harry. " She whispered while waking up. Her sleepy, blue eyes looked at me. Her body rolled off of me on the other side of the bed.
A loud thud sounded through the room as she bolted to the bathroom, morningsickness again. I threw the sheets off me and stepped out of the bed. As I made my way over the bathroom, the sounds of her throwing up grew louder.After kneeling behind her, I grabbed hold of her hair to pull it out of her face. My other hand made comforting movements over her back. The puking lasted for a while before it subsided. Dionne slumped back against my chest, drowsy by lack of energy.
"You allright?" I kissed the top of her head while hugging her close. "Yeah."
I stood up from the ground and grabbed a toothbrush with paste. She quickly brushed her teeth after I handed it to her. She spat it out in the marble sink and flushed the substance away. A groan escaped her lips as we walked back into the bedroom.
"I hate morningsickness." She said while falling down on the bed. "I know Love. " I pulled her up by her hands. I again kneeled in front of her, my eyes meeting hers. "It'll get better, I promise."
She nodded her head while putting up the hood of her hoodie. Long, dirty blond locks came out of the hood and reached to her chest. Her beautiful face was a bit peeky, small bags were present under her eyes.
"I know, I look like crap."She said. "You're beautiful." I couldn't stop gazing at her.
She bent down her head, soft lips touching mine. The kiss, much to my annoyance, ended too soon. Her lips that I so wanted to kiss, held a devious smirk. She knew me all too well, reading me like an open book. She stood up and took my hand. Together, we went down the stairs. Everyone was already sitting there, eating breakfast with each other in front of the tv. Louis looked our way as we came into the livingroom.
"Helloo!"he cheered. Dionne gave him a scowl. "Are you on your period?"He asked. His face scrunched up as he realized what he had said. "Oh yeah, woops!"
His laugh sounded through the room. "It wasnt funny, no one laughed."Dionne had a dry tone in her voice, as she was half awake. She sat down next to Joëlle, who gave her a hug as she knew how she felt. Even though she was never pregnant, Joëlle still knew exactly how to handle all things pregnancy related. While all of us stayed away from Dionne as she was in a pissy mood, Joëlle went into the firezone and fanned the flames.It was helpfull that Joëlle was around with a guideline for Dionne's moodswings.
Everyone continued to watch tv while I went into the kitchen to grab me and Dionne some breakfast. I prepared some buns of bread with cheese for her, and nutella for me. Glasses were filled with orange juice till the rim, just as she likes it. Trying not to spill anything, I walked back into the livingroom. Dionne took the glass and bun out my hands before settling back into the couch, knees tucked up to her chest. I sat next to Niall, since that was the only space left. I ate my breakfast fairly quickly because I was very hungry, I didn't eat much yesterday since I was nervous for the ultrasound.
"What shall we do today?"Perrie asked while looking around the room. "WE can go bowling?"Dionne proposed. Everyone nodded, likimg the idea of going bowling.
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