Truly, Madly, Deeply

Chapter Six

Belle's POV

"I'm... Pregnant"

"Huh? I'm sorry what?" The colour drained from Harry's face.

"I'm pregnant"

"Wow! Are... are you sure?"

"Yeah."

"Wow ok. Umm... I don't know what to say." This is what I was worried about. What if Harry didn't want to stay with me and raise this baby? What if he didn't want anything to do with me anymore?

"Are you mad?" I warily asked, scared of his answer.

"No of course I'm not. I'm just shocked" The colour seemed to reappear into his cheeks and a smile made its way into his face. "We're really having a baby?"

"Yeah, we really are." I shyly smiled.

"We're having a baby! A real life baby! Wow, this is..." He couldn't even get his words out. His face had the biggest smile and he ran a hand through his hair.

"So you're happy?"

"Are you kidding me? Of course I'm happy! I'm having a baby with the most amazing girl in the entire world. I couldn't ask for anything better" he have me one of his beautiful smiles.

I blushed and gave him a big smile in return. "I love you so much Harry"

"I love you too baby. More than you will ever know."

We talked for another half an hour before Harry had to leave to get dinner with the boys. We had decided that we weren't going to tell anyone about the baby until he got back, which is still 2 while weeks away. I can definitely wait for that time though. I'm absolutely petrified of what their Management will say. They will probably say for us to keep it a secret for months. I wouldn't let anyone know until I was at least 2 months anyway just in case something went wrong.

The next few days went by really quickly. All I did was spend time with my sisters and Mum.

It was really difficult not being able to tell them that I was pregnant. It was all I wanted to do and I hated keeping things from my family.

I made sure to spend extra time with Lottie because with a baby on the way, I knew I wouldn't be able to spend as much time with her. My mum is really worried about her recently. Apparently she just never seems happy and spends most of her time in her room.

"Why are you worried about her?" I asked my mum.

"I'm not really sure. I think it's just where I'm worried she will go through the same things as you did at her age." She said in a small voice.

"Mum, stop being paranoid, she's probably just being a teenager." When I was 15 I suffered from Anorexia. I was never satisfied with my body. I would eat food in front of my family and go straight to the toilet to bring it all back up. After about 6 months, Louis started to notice me losing weight. He would always ask me if I had lost weight an if I was eating. of course, I would always laugh it off and make a joke of it, but he was right. This continued to happen for a whole year.

After 10 months, Louis seemed to mention it every single day. I was finding it more difficult to hide it from them because I had lost so much weight and kept needing new clothes. My mum would always ask me how I was losing weight but I just said it was because of my Gymnastics. But Louis never believed me.

So after a whole year, I just couldn't take anymore. I had lost so much weight and still felt fat.

*Flashback*

Me and my family were all sat down at the table to eat dinner and when I had finished, I waited a few minutes before going into the bathroom.

After 5 minutes, I felt disgusting because I had eaten dinner. I ran up the stairs, into the bathroom and bring all of my dinner up. Next thing I know, Louis is stood in the doorway. I had forgot to lock the door.

"What are you doing?" He asked in a panicked voice.

"Louis, I..." He didn't say anything else, he just sat down next to me and rubbed my back.

"Are you okay? Why are you being sick?" I didn't know how to answer him so I kept quiet.

"Belle, you can tell me anything" Louis was always there for me when I needed him and he would never judge me. So I told him everything and he didn't judge me at all. He cried when I told him and was annoyed that he hadn't noticed sooner. I told him so many times that it wasn't his fault, but he would never believe me. He said that he should have done something because he had noticed me losing weight.

He didn't pressure me into telling anybody about any of it and I didn't tell anyone for about 2 months. My mum was the first person I told after Louis. She felt guilty too. She kept saying that "I'm her daughter so she should have known". I hated the fact that they felt guilty for my eating disorder, but I just tried to focus on getting better.

Louis helped me so much during my recovery. He was always there when I needed to talk and when I felt really insecure in myself. When he first found out, he would always encourage me to not be sick and would be so protective. He was absolutely paranoid. The first week was horrendous, all I wanted to do was bring up the food I had eaten. But Louis wouldn't let me, I owe him a lot for all that he did for me.

*End of Flashback*

"I know you're probably right, but I just worry that I'm not gonna notice if something is wrong with her" She sounded on the verge of tears. "After everything that happened with you, I'm just paranoid. So is Louis."

"You don't need to be worried about her. Unless you notice her losing weight or covering up, don't worry." She agreed with me and changed the subject. "So, when are you and Harry gonna take the next step in your relationship?"

"What? We have only just moved in together. Calm down Mum." I felt so bad not telling her, but Harry wanted to be here when she found out. She kept making little comments about me and Harry for the rest of the evening and I just felt worse and worse. I went back to mine and Harry's apartment after an hour and text him to Skype me.

"Hey baby" I couldn't help but smile whenever he called me this. Despite being together or over 2 years, I still felt like I fell in love with him all over again, everyday.

"Hey, how was your day?"

"The usual. Are you okay?"

"Yeah, I'm great"

"Good. Are you getting any morning sickness yet?"

"No, not yet." Apart from the day when I found out I was pregnant, I hadn't been sick. " I went to see my mum today"

"Oh, was she okay?"

"Yeah she's fine. She kept asking when we were gonna take 'the next step' in or relationship. I felt awful not telling her." I could feel tears beginning to form in my eyes.

"Baby, dot cry. I'll be home soon and then we can tell her and everyone else" he said giving me a sympathetic smile. "If you feel that bad, you can tell."

"No I'll wait. I want us to both be there but I just can't wait much longer"

"I know, baby. I'm finding it difficult with my mum too. I would usually tell her straight away, but I can't"

"So as soon you get home, we will tell them all?" I wanted to tell them as soon as possible just to make me feel better.

"Well, maybe not straight away. I mean I do want to see you before we go and tell everyone. And besides, I haven't even seen you since you told me anyway."

"I completely forgot that. Aww baby"

"It's gonna be the first time I see you pregnant. That's gonna be so weird" he laughed. We spoke for another hour and it took ages for us to end the call. I really didn't want to say bye to him but I know he has a job and he needs his rest whenever he can get some.