Chapter Forty Nine.

52 3 0
                                        


TIAS POV.

I pull the test from between my legs and place it on the side. I'd left Harry in bed and had gone straight to the store, bought the pregnancy test and rushed straight to the bathroom.

I squirt toothpaste onto my brush and start scrubbing my teeth.

"Babe, you in there?" Harry calls, I unlock the door and continue brushing my teeth, before spitting out the remaining mixture of blood, toothpaste and slaver into the sink. I turn to look at Harry and follow his eyes to the test.

"So you've done one?"

"Yeah, you have to wait 15 minutes" I reply. Harry nods and follows my actions of brushing my teeth. I pick up the test and stare at the results.

"Ha-" I whisper, placing it next to him. He looks down at it, then back at me, then back at the test again before looking back at me.

"Another 6 months and we'll be welcoming a baby" Harry beams, his smile so wide.

I nodded, smiling back.

"We'd best call the gang round" I smile, Harry rushes to the bedroom and grabs his phone.
I start running the shower and step in. Thoughts racing round my mind, mostly terrifying ones of delivering yet again another stillborn child, I could never do that again.

After blow drying my hair and styling it into a high ponytail, so it fell down my back, I applied a small amount of makeup and pulled on a loose fitting dress and some black tights. I pulled up my dress and looked into the mirror, I hadn't noticed until now how rounded and curved my stomach had become.

I smiled and walked downstairs.

"SURPRISE" A loud crowd screamed. I turned and looked into the living room, it was filled with all the people I had met over the years, from my old work colleagues, to Beth, to the rest of the One Direction boys. 

"Congratulations babe" Beth smiles, pulling me into a hug. "Harry's just told us that you've got your first scan tomorrow to find out the sex"

I nod and work my way around the crowd, my replies ranging from "Thank you" to "4 months" to "Yeah we're really happy".

My final conversation was with my old boss

By the end of saying good bye to them all I was exhausted and it was only 7 o'clock.












Illegally yours.Where stories live. Discover now