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A/N: TRIPLE UPDATE, I'm too good to you

as you can see from the photo, that's what the baby looks like at 9 weeks which is roughly what Carrie-Ann is, bit of a science lesson for you don't say I never teach you anything kids

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Es xo

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  "So why the sudden spa day?" Natalie asks wrapping her towel around her as the pair prepare to get into the pool.

Carrie-Ann had called her last night to ask her last minute if she wanted a spa day together.

"Well, Harry cancelled, Amy's in hospital and you're the only person who thoroughly enjoys the spa like me,"

"How is Amy?" Natalie asks, the pair claim their loungers and set down their water bottles and take off their towels. Carrie-Ann opted for a swimsuit rather than a bikini, she felt more secure.

"She's.. I haven't spoken to her since the night on the roof. She's been having therapy sessions, only my mum has visited her, they're quite strict with the visiting times but I think she's putting me down for the next visit."

"Bless her,"

Carrie-Ann sighs. "Yeah,"

"So why did Harry cancel today?" Natalie frowns sipping some water.

"Oh, he's got a lot on at the minute." Carrie-Ann wasn't too sure why she lied but at the same time she knew that if she told Natalie what he was really doing she'd give her a suspicious look and lecture her about letting Harry spend time with some girl instead of her on one of this final days off this year.

"Oh, well, at least we get to spend some time together." Natalie smiles.

Carrie-Ann gives her an air kiss. "Exactly booboo."

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The spa had been everything Carrie-Ann had wanted, she found the sauna and steam room made her feel too weird so she was best in the swimming pool. She read in her pregnancy book that swimming was a great activity whilst pregnant as it relaxes the baby - apparently.

The two had lunch there, Natalie joked about Carrie-Ann eating everything which made her blush but at the same time she didn't care, she was too hungry to care.

Carrie-Ann took Natalie home before driving herself home, she had given Luton the day off today. She also helped herself to a McDonald's too, which she probably shouldn't have but she was craving a milkshake.

When she arrived home Harry was back, it was 6pm but she knew that studio sessions can vary depending on what they get done.

She smiles kissing him, he was eating a salad whilst watching something on YouTube. "Good day?"

He nods pausing it. "You?"

"Great day," She grins. "The spa was just what I needed. I've got stuff to do tomorrow and the rest of the week, let's not forget the AMA's and the rehearsal for that, fittings and everything. God," She slumped onto a seat beside him stealing some of his water but he didn't mind. "I'm going to be so tired,"

He rubs her back. "Don't tire yourself out, you'll make yourself ill and it'll affect he baby,"

She kisses him again. "I won't, I won't."

Her phone rings and she's surprised that it was her father who was calling.

"Hello?"

"Hi how are you?"

Carrie-Ann looks at Harry who was watching her carefully. "I'm good,"

"Good. Look, I've got to talk to you about something,"

"If it's about the movie dad-"

"No, it's not."

"Well I don't know when I'm next free I'm quite busy from now on so-"

"I've got a new girlfriend," He blurts.

She was stunned into silence, Harry watching her face change.

"What?"

He sighs. "Let's just meet for dinner?"

"Erm, okay.. Tomorrow night at 7."

"Great, fine I'll treat you to something,"

"Yeah," Her throat was dry. "Bye dad,"

"Bye-"

"You okay?" Harry asks watching as she slams her phone down.

"My dads got a girlfriend, a fucking new girlfriend."

Carrie-Ann was confused, she never thought she'd have this sort of situation in her life. She always pitied people with step parents and families, but now she was about to become one. She always had this fairytale story that her parents would work things out, their love story was the one she aimed to achieve but now that theirs was shattered, it made her feel as if she was a little shattered too.

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