One Direction Pregnancy Series **Completed**

25 ~ Interacting With the Baby

Harry ~ "Don't be nervous, babe," you whispered, placing your hand on Harry's knee. He's never been too keen on the idea of doctors and hospitals, and even though you weren't in a hospital, and your doctor wasn't a typical doctor, he was still high-strung.

"You've felt the baby move lately, right?" he asked, and you rolled your eyes.

"I promise you, Harry: everything is perfectly fine with our baby girl. I promise," you said, assuring him. He nodded, giving you a weak smile that barely stretched onto his pale cheeks.

After a few more silent moments in the waiting room, the nurse called you in for one of your routine check-ups with your midwife. Usually, Harry didn't come along since he always got so nervous, but he had the day off from the studio and insisted on tagging along.

You got situated on the bed comfortably, having been here so many times before. Harry awkwardly shifted on his feet in the corner of the room until you called him over to sit in the chair beside the bed. "Dr. Wiwi will be here soon. Just relax."

He scoffed, and you remembered your first ultrasound and when you first met your midwife. The both of you had giggled at the doctor's name and all of its irony. As you were laughing with each other, the midwife came into the room.

"Ah, Mr. Styles! Haven't seen you in a while! Do we want an extra thorough ultrasound so you can see the baby for longer?" She asked, her eyebrows raising questioningly. Harry nodded shyly, which surprised you. He met so many people each day, and could hold an hour long conversation with a stranger. Yet he wouldn't speak to the woman who would be delivering your baby.

"Okay, there she is! Looking perfect as ever, Y/N! Here, Harry, if you wouldn't mind talking over the ultrasound while I take your wife's vitals. That's it, mhm. Just keep moving it around a bit, and I'll be right back." With that, she left the room, and Harry loosened up. He smiled, looking at the image of the bean on the screen. He moved the stick around your stomach, keeping her picture up on the board.

"She's so much bigger," he whispered in awe. His eyes crinkled in delight when her leg moved, and her little arm touched her face. When Dr. Wiwi came back in, Harry wouldn't let her turn off the ultrasound machine, so she talked to you about what was probably important information while you were both fixated with the image of your unborn daughter. You had no idea what she had said, but it couldn't have been that important since she didn't attempt to gain your attention.

Niall ~ Laying in bed, Niall toyed with your fingers, his bare legs intertwined with yours. It's been two days since he got home, and you've barely left the sheets. His hands began to move over your abdomen, feeling your baby bump. He mumbled something incoherent into your neck, his lips moving over your love bite ridden skin, and placed a kiss behind your ear. "Lovely," he whispered.

"What?" You asked.

"You're lovely. Everything about you." He pressed a kiss to your plump lips. "And I love lying naked in bed with you." You smiled into his lips when he went in for another kiss.

" I don't want you to leave again. I want you to stay," you pouted, curling up to his chest.

"I know. Believe me, I want to stay more than you want me to, babe."

"Only for 3 more weeks. It will go by quick. Hopefully."

"Hey, I still have 5 more days with you. We don't need to think of that just yet."

"I know. Sorry."

"Why don't we go swimming?" He asked, lifting his head of the pillow.