A/N: every time I say there's a plot twist coming you guys assume it's Harry and that he'll cheat - y'all have no faith in my baby boy. NONE. But I get it, I got you
I planned the epilogue for this story today :( I don't know how many chapters are left but I'd say roughly, on estimate around 20 chapters left! I'm going to be so sad, but I'm also excited for you to read Falling Slow, it's a new concept I've never actually written before so I think you'll like it(I hope) I may upload the chapter 1 this weekend so you can kind of get into it?
Also, what are you hoping Harry and Carrie have? Boy or girl? Let me know!
Comment & vote people..
Enjoy!!
Es xo
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It was hard for Carrie-Ann to say goodbye to Harry, they hadn't spent any time together since the night they lay in bed reading pregnancy blogs and online shopping and that was six nights ago.
They both had busy schedules from then on so when it came to saying goodbye for a couple weeks they both found it hard. For Harry it was because he knew he was going to be missing an appointment, for Carrie-Ann it was sleeping alone.
Carrie-Ann spent the week being lazy and writing her book on the sofa whilst watching awful reality shows.
When it came round to her appointment she felt nervous, her father held her hand but it wasn't the reassurance like Harry's. She wanted Harry there with her.
H: let me know how it goes, love you xx
CA: I will :) missing you, love you back xxxx
H: miss you too xxx
"Carrie-Ann?"
Carrie-Ann stood up, smiling at her dad who followed behind her.
"How are you feeling today?"
She sat up onto the bed. "I'm okay,"
"Morning sickness?"
"That's gone, thankfully."
"Fatigue?"
"Yes,"
"Eating regularly?"
"I try to,"
"That's the most important thing from here on out, eating. Eat when your body tells you and eat what you want."
"Sounds like heaven," Carrie-Ann joked.
The nurse laughed. "It is, but it's a necessity. The baby will be taking every nutrient you provide in order to develop so what you eat is crucially important to them. Have you thought about taking up any anti-natal classes?"
She shook her head. "I've been so busy, things like that have slipped my mind."
"I can give you leaflets and information on all the classes that are offered,"
She nods. "Thank you,"
The nurse settled her in for her scan, the jelly always cold on her stomach.
"He or she is really developing now," She smiles. "I think two weeks we can tell the sex."
Carrie-Ann smiled at her father who had a tear in his eye.
"But at the moment, he or she is doing just great."
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"How did it go?" Harry asked over FaceTime.
