Finding My Soulmate

Epilogue

5 months later....

Hazel

I sat impatiently in the bleak, boring doctors office, waiting for the ultrasound technician to come and get us. Harry sat beside me, gripping my hand in his, his knee bouncing uncontrollably, obviously just as impatient as I am.  Today we get to find out if we are having a boy or a girl, along with making sure everything is healthy with the baby. It was an exciting day, one that Harry couldn't wait for.

The past few months have been incredible.  The guys have been busy doing One Direction related events, like interviews with Good Morning America and being on the Ellen show. They had the AMA awards, which they won everything they were nominated for, showing just how strong their fandom is. I was Harry's date that night and it was the best experience, I had so much fun.  They had a few more things to finish up over the last few months but for the past couple weeks they have been officially on break.  And the last couple weeks have been absolutely amazing.

Having Harry around all the time has been so great. He has been such a great help with Chloe and he has been such a doting boyfriend...or fiancé now.  Everyone was so happy for us. Even though it was a little soon for anything, we decided to wait until after the baby is born and we have adjusted to our new life. Which was fine with me, I don't want to rush into anything, I wanted our wedding day to be special. 

"Harry, you need to calm down," I laughed, " we will be called in any minute." I couldn't help but chuckle at him. He was so excited for this baby. He has been extremely cautious around me, to my annoyance, barely touching me, not letting me cook or get a freaking glass of water.  It was cute at first but after about a month of being treated like some fragile child, I had to tell him that I wasn't going to break and that I could actually do things on my own without hurting the baby. Getting him to be intimate was worse! He said he didn't want to "poke the baby" which was what I expected, a lot of people feel they will hurt the baby if they have sex while pregnant, but that's not true. I practically had to jump him one night because I wanted him so bad and he was too nervous. After though, when he saw that I was fine, more than fine actually, and the baby was alright, he has been more willing to fulfill my need for him.

"Hazel?" A small voice made us both look up, taking in the small woman in front of us. She looked nice, even though her eyes never left Harry. I was told all the staff here has been drilled not to let our visits known or their jobs would be on the line.  We wanted our privacy for this and they understood.  One Direction fans have been pretty decent towards all the news that has come out about us lately, first the pregnancy, and then the engagement. A lot of rumors went around saying that the only reason Harry was marrying me was because he "knocked me up." Harry put those rumors to rest quick, making it known to everyone, including me, that he loves me and would marrying me whether I was pregnant or not.  I didn't really need that confirmation, I knew he loved me, but it was nice to hear. 

Harry and I stood up, following the technician down a long hallway, passing vacant exam rooms and pictures of babies on the wall.  Harry's had brushed against mine before interlocking our fingers.  I smiled up at him, seeing the excitement in him eyes. 

I was instructed to lay down on the exam table, the sanitary paper crunching when I leaned back.  I pulled up my shirt, exposing my ever growing baby bump.  I was hoping this baby would cooperate and we would be able to find out what we were having. The technician was turning on the ultrasound machine, punching in my information, having me repeat certain things so she knew she had the right patient. My nerves were getting the best of me and it made the baby start moving. I grabbed Harry's hand real quick and placed it on my belly.  I watched a smile break out on his beautiful face as his eye met mine. I'll never forget the first time Harry felt the baby move.  How his eyes watered and how he couldn't stop touching my stomach, waiting for another chance to feel our baby twist and turn. I was so glad he got to experience all of this and having someone experience this with me was beyond anything I could have imagined.  Having your best friend or parents there for all of the ultrasounds and important doctors appointments was great and I appreciate everyone who was there for me when I was pregnant with Chloe, but having someone you love, the father of your child, there with you, was a whole different experience.