Hollow (Harry Styles) #Wattys2016

Chapter 84

Songs:

You Are So Beautiful: Joe Cocker

Firefly: Ed Sheeran

Growing Up (Sloane's Song): Macklemore Ft: Ed Sheeran

I Don't Want To Miss A Thing: Aerosmith

A.J.'s POV

We had been back in London for a few days now, which I would have thought would be a good thing, but it was anything but. The first day we came back, management called, Harry asking if the rumors were true. Apparently there were some pictures in the tabloids that speculated I was pregnant and "a source close to the couple" confirmed it. Of course I was upset that my little bubble was about to burst, but what pissed me off the most was the so called source. The only people we had told were family members and close friends, mostly, Harry's, but still. All that meant was that someone we trusted was someone we shouldn't be trusting. It was a hard pill to swallow, but, Harry seemed okay with it. Of course he was upset on my behalf, but he was okay with the world finding out, he didn't even care about the so called, "source".

Aside from buying some paint for the nursery on Wednesday, I hadn't left the house. I even canceled a meeting with my publisher for my fourth book, thankfully he and I had a good relationship and the deadline wasn't for another few weeks, otherwise he wouldn't be so understanding about it. Instead, I focused on baking in my new kitchen. I baked, and baked, and baked. It was pretty much all I could do to keep myself from going insane.

The only thing that really made this prison time a little more bearable was, Harry, himself. Besides the time he spent painting yesterday, he spent pretty much every moment trying to cheer me up. I tried to be annoyed with him, but he made it sort of impossible, especially when the baby loved the sound of his voice. I couldn't blame her, I loved it too.

After we got back from my five month check up this morning, I began to work on a little video edit of the home videos we had. It kept me entertained, especially the videos I took of, Harry being silly. I also found some videos I didn't know he had taken of him making commentary while he filmed my growing belly while I slept. It was beautiful, and of course, I found myself crying.

"Katarina," Harry rushed over, almost dropping the bowls of ice cream on the coffee table. "What's wrong?"

I sat up, pushing the laptop away towards him so he could see it. "You're amazing," I gushed, taking deep breaths so I wouldn't start freaking out. I hated being so emotional.

He chuckled, wrapping me up in his arms, rocking me back and forth softly. "You're so beautiful, baby," he hummed into my hair as he pressed a kiss on my head. "How is our little bell pepper?" He asked, rubbing the growing baby bump.

"Better now that her daddy is here," I huffed, moving my irritating bangs away from my face. I don't know what I was thinking when I got them and maintained them, I should have let them grow out.

He smiled turning to get the bowls of ice cream, handing me one. We spent the rest of the evening eating and watching movies. Both of us had to work, but we decided to let it pass for now, it was Friday and this weekend was Easter, so it was technically a holiday weekend. It was a stupid reason, but we rolled with it. Besides, if I had to be sequestered in our home until further notice, so should he. It was selfish of me, but oh, well.

The next thing I knew, I was being shaken, Harry's voices filling my ears, asking me to wake up. I shoved him away, covering myself up a little more. He grew impatient, making his usually calm, velvety voice sound irritating. All of the sudden I felt a cool wind over my body, he ripped away my blanket. I balled up, desperately trying to use my own body heat to keep warm.