Mrs.Right meets Mr.Wrong (Harry styles fanfic)

Chapter 24

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Jessica's POV

I wake up of a beeping sound. I try to open my eyes, but the room is too bright. When I finally pres my eyes open it takes a while I get used to the light. I'm laying in a hospital bed. I turn my head to the door where I find Harry talking to a doctor. What happened? Where are my mum and dad? Are they okey?

I move my hand and place it over my stomach. Please say everything it's going to be okey with my little princess or prins. I have a really ugly wound on my arm. It doesn't look good at all. My head hurts also like hell and if I move a foot It feels like someone has just shoot me again.

I look over to where Harry are standing. He's still talking to the doctor.

I look down to my stomach again. I can not wait until I can feel my baby move in there. Next time I'm laying in this hospital I'm going to get to hold my baby in my hands. I hope Harry will be with me when I'm giving birth. I hope he will be there holding my hand and supporting me.

My mum have told me that it hurts like hell giving birth so I'm not that excited, but she said the feeling afterwards are the best feeling ever.

She said after giving birth you get baby high. I'm so excited to can hear someone calling me mum, I get to hear someone calling Harry a dad. Something he never wanted and the last weeks we have been talking and he's actually a little bit excited. Maybe he just fake it, but he's really good then.

I move my hand from stomach to the bed. I start to feel really uncomfortable in the way I was laying, but nothing I did it make it better.

«Harry» I whisper. My mouth are really dry.

«Jessica» I hear his dark raspy voice.

I turn my head in his direction and smile.

«I'm alive» I whisper again.

«Thanks god, I have been so worried.» He gives me a hug. He's really careful with his hands not pressing to hard on me.

I find it terrible cute the way he's around me when I'm hurt. The last time I were in a hospital he did everything I wanted him to do. I hope he will do the same now.

«Do you need anything?» He ask while he looks down in my eyes.

«A glass of water would have been nice» I press the words out of my mouth.

«Okey babe, rest until I come back.»

I nod.

I lay down and waited some minutes until Harry were back with a glass of water and some flowers.

I hands me the water, I take a sip. It was so good, I have never thought water could taste so good.