Making It Forever (Harry Styles)

Chapter 6

Chapter 6

"Harry...I...I..." I tried to say but he left

There was no point to do this now. He wouldn't believe me now. Ah Shit... I could've pretended something.

I sighed and walked towards the hotel. He was probably really mad at me now.

I walked inside the room and called out Harry's name. I walked over to the bedroom area to find Harry already in bed.

I sighed and walked towards him. I knew he knew that I was coming close to him and that is why he pulled the covers up further.

I sat on his side of the bed and bent my head to be on level with his. "Harry?" I asked

He shifted "Leave me, will you?" he said

I sighed "Harry if I were anywhere near leaving you in the future, I wouldn't have married you" I said

He didn't move. So he was going to be stubborn, don't worry, Harry, I'll deal with you.

"If you want to know what was wrong with me at the beach, ask it now then" I asked

When he didn't say anything, I got off the bed. "Fine then, suit yourself"

I went inside the bathroom and to the closet and slipped off my dress. I saw a pair of pajamas and a top with Mickey Mouse. I'm just obsessed with Disney characters.

I tied my hair in messy bun and went to the bathroom area to brush my teeth.

Something I will have tomorrow would be morning sickness and I don't want that to be honest. Brushing my teeth was one way of minimizing it, if not prevention.

I used a makeup remover and got rid of my makeup. I sighed and walked in to the bedroom and flopped on the bed, not caring if Harry was awake or asleep.

I felt his arm around me but I ignored him and closed my eyes. Soon enough I was asleep.

So the whole day was Err... not so perfect.

I had a dream less sleep and I was glad because a nightmare was the last thing I needed.

When I woke up, Harry was next to me, his curls messed up and breathing lightly on my neck.

I strange taste came in my mouth and my mouth started to water, in a bad way.

I quickly got out of bed, removing Harry's arm from my waist, my head starting to feel dizzy as soon as I got out of bed.

I quickly went to the bathroom and sat down on the floor next to the toilet, emptying out the contents of my stomach.

My esophagus was burning with the acid of the vomit.

I felt Harry pull my hair away from my face as he rubbed my back, sitting beside me.

He did that every morning, helping me through all this.

Sometimes I felt helpless in all of this. I hated throwing up every morning but I instantly felt better when I thought of the baby I will have in my arms in a matter of months.

I got up and went to the sink and rinsed my mouth and brushed my teeth.

My stomach was aching and my muscles felt like they were tearing apart. It's the same pain you get during the first few days of your period, only with your gullet burning.

Harry wrapped his arms around me and rubbed my back.

"I hate throwing up" I said

He kissed my forehead "It's gonna be okay, baby" he whispered