"Hey....yeah she's pregnant...no it's not Louis... I fucking hate that dude....yeah she still going to hang with him.... She thinks I'm okay with it but I'm not... No Payne.... Wait what? Why? Okay..."
I can't believe he doesn't think I could hear his conversation. He's standing on the outside of my room door thinking I'm asleep but no I'm not. I'm wide awake. I knew he was still off about the whole Louis thing but he's just going to have to get over it.
I jump out of bed, yanking the door open and sure enough he was standing there in his Calvin Klein boxers, on the phone.
"Can you quite it down? I can hear your whole conversation." I scolded slamming the door shut. I walked up towards the body mirror that was in the corner of my wall. Lifting up my shirt, I turn to my side. It's burly starting to show.
I heard the room door open but didn't pay no attention. Still staring at my not so round stomach, Harry slides his arms around my waist, lifting my shirt higher than what it was before. He rubbed his thumb on my tummy, looking at me through the mirror.
I look down at my fingers.
"Your going to be an amazing mom babe." He speaks twirling me around to face him.
"You think so?" I blushed. He nods his head kissing me on my nose.
"Janae I have a surprise for you but it's not ready yet. I can't wait for you to see it. " he smiles kissing me on my cheek this time.
His hands hover above my forehead. "Your burning up babe. Go lay down."
"No I'm not Harry-" he guided my hand to my forehead and sure enough I was burning up.
"Go lay down and I'll go make you a cup of tea."
"That would be nice Green." I yawned getting back under the covers. I didn't Even know I was burning up but now that I think of it, I feel ill. There's this taste in my mouth and lump in my throat.
All caused by my little styles.
But anyways how is a cup a tea suppose to make me feel any better? I laugh to my self, fluffing my pillow.
