Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016

Chapter 80

Songs:

More Than Words: Extreme

Collide: Howie Day

This Magic Moment: The Drifters

A.M.: One Direction

A.J.'s POV

The rest of the week flew by quickly. By Tuesday night we were in L.A., staying at Harry's house instead of Max's, which I was glad for. I wasn't ready to tell him about the whole pregnancy thing yet and even though it was not that noticeable yet, I didn't want him to see the baby bump and start asking questions. Odie had also joined us, and as happy as I was to have her with me, I was annoyed at how easy it was for her and Harry to gang up on me. Though another part of me was happy that he seemed to like my sister and she liked him, it was almost like they were brother and sister themselves.

"Come one guys, it's lime week," Harry yelled as we walked into the living room with his Polaroid camera in his hand and a bowl of limes in the other.

Odie looked at me with a raised brow. "What the hell is he talking about?"

He pushed away our scrabble board to get our attention. "The baby is eleven weeks old, which makes him or her the size of a lime," he informed her as though she should know exactly what he was talking about.

I stood up, listening to Harry and following his instructions, standing in the position he wanted me to. It was pointless to try and fight him on this, he wanted to have this pregnancy well documented and I am not sure, but I think he was starting a scrapbook.

"Oh God, uncle Derek was right," she face palmed her face. "Guys are so annoying when the girl is pregnant."

We went to visit my uncle and Eva on Wednesday to inform them of the news. Eva was ecstatic, hugging me and making plans to go baby shopping while uncle Derek just stayed frozen in place for a few minutes. Once he finally regained consciousness, he congratulated us and went into a long speech about how having kids was a huge responsibility that shouldn't be taken lightly. A conversation a parent would normally have with their children. After a brief discussion we all agreed that the little creature would call him Grandpa Derek, which I didn't mind one bit. He had been my father figure for as long as I can remember, so it was only fitting that my own kid saw him that way as well.

"You have no idea," I mumbled as, Harry finished taking the last picture, writing the information on the little white part at the bottom.

"Whatever," he waved us off, getting lost in his own world. "Grey, get in the picture," he ordered.

She shook her head, not hesitating to do as he asked. Not because she was doing what he wanted, but because, even though she wouldn't admit it, she liked that idea of having a picture with the little creature, just as much as, Harry did.

Once he was done with his little session, we all headed off to get ready for dinner. Cara had invited us to go out, claiming that she wanted to see more of Harry and I together as an actual couple rather than individuals, and she wanted to see Odie. None of us protested, we all liked her and I for one thoroughly enjoyed her company. There was something bubbly about her personality that I loved.

I put on a loose fitting dress around my waist, thankful that Odie insisted on going shopping. I was able to grab a few clothes that were not as tight as Samara liked, but still fashionable enough. Although our close friends and family knew, Harry and I had agreed that we didn't want anyone else to know just yet. We were going to try and keep this a secret for as long as we were able to get away with it. We weren't trying to be shady, but we did want some privacy and time to enjoy this moment before tabloids started with rumors and nonsense.