The Payne Life - Part 2

Daddy Don't Know, Yet

Kaceys POV:

I sat there taking in deep breathe calming down.

Maybe I'm over thinking this, I could just be late, every women has an irregular period and I've been stressed so maybe I'm just late. I chewed my lower lip and ran my hand through my brown hair.

"Why you seem so tense babe? Are you scared of the ghost hunters?" Harry winked.

"Uh yeah it's a bit scary." I lied. If only he knew what was racing in my mind.

We aren't ready for a child, sure we both want one, but we literally have just been married and it's just shocking.

I took one deep breathe and leaned back into Harry.

"You know I love you right?" I asked closing my eyes tightly. "Of course I do. You know I love you, right?" He responded "of course I know harry." I nodded and suddenly my stomach let out a inhuman sound. I stood up softly and chuckled.

"Looks like I'm hungry." I smiled at him "well damn yeah, you sounded like you could eat for two!" He chuckled. Shit harry stop saying stuff like that!

"Maybe I could! You want something? I think we have Alfredo in the closet. Sound good?" I stretched my arms.

"actually I'm fine babe, make something just for yourself. I'm pretty tired and my head hurts a bit now, I think I'm going to go to bed." Harry sighed flicking off the TV.

"So early?" I rose my eyebrow and he nodded standing up. "Just jet lag I believe. don't worry I'll be waiting upstairs for you. " he smiled walking over to me. He wrapped his loose hand around my back and pulled me up against him.

"You know even though you're sick you still look gorgeous." He smiled sweetly before pecking my lips. He pushed my hips forward more so I nearly laid on him within our kiss.

"I'll see you soon?" He asked

"Absolutely. Head upstairs babe" I smiled pulling away. I walked over to our kitchen and raided the fridge. What to eat what to eat?

I smiled seeing milk. Cereal sounds pretty good right now. I looked through the boxes of cereal and chose coco puffs because come on; they're amazing.

I poured them in following it with milk and went to the silverware drawer.

"Dammit harry." I rolled my eyes when I saw there was now spoons left. I grabbed the next best thing however; a fork.

I sighed and made a mental note; harry needs to do the dishes.

Heading upstairs with my bowl I smiled to myself.

If I'm pregnant, then there will be a baby styles in the house. I'll be a mum, of Harry and I's child. I'm actually a bit excited.

But then there's harry. What if he doesn't want the child right now? I know he eventually does but right out of the gate? I mean we are still getting off the ground! I sighed in frustration and opened the door to find a shirtless Styles sprawled out over the bed. His padding around the stitches was off reveling the. Purplish skin and scabs with string laced in his chest.

"We had coco puffs? Awe damn I would have had some if I knew!" He whined when I sat down.

"Sorry babe, it's for me you didn't want any." I winked. "Well can I have a bite? Just one, please?" He gave me the puppy look. God dammit harry you know I give into that all the time.

"Here." I sighed lifting a spoonful- erm forkful of puffs.

"Kacey, you know you eat cereal with a spoon, right?" He said slowly eyeing the fork.