Pages Of Our Lives // Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 27 • Over Again

"Pools closed!" A security guard yelled at 4 am, not noticing that we have been here all night. He opened the door. Harry covered me.
"See here, my girlfriend is pregnant and we were trying breathing exercises." He lied.
"Baby on the way?" He asked.
"Mm huh." Harry shook his head.
"Well congratulations!"
"Thanks mate." Harry says.
"But pools closed. I understand the baby has another schedule but hotel policy."
"No problem." He says. The guard leaves and Harry and I just busted up laughing.
"Breathing techniques?" I ask.
"Well I was on the spot!" We huddled in our towels and walked to our room. We had to do the walk of shame because we forgot our key. Harry knocked on the door.
"No not disturb! Idiot!" Louis shouted.
"It's me mate." Harry called back.
"Bloody hell." He opened the door. "Walk of shame are we?" He handed us our key."
"Thank you." I take it.
"Whatever." He shut the door.
"It wasn't that bad." Harry says.
"Better than last time." He laughed.
"Sure was."

We had breakfast on the bus. It was sad to see the tour coming to an end.
"It's over. All over." Nial said.
"What do you mean?" Steph asked.
"One direction is over." Louis said.
"I thought you meant in the next couple of years." I say to Harry.
"Wait what?!" Steph asks.
"This is the last tour. We're going on break." Liam adds. We sat in silence. It was hard to believe. Then Harry spoke.
"If I could do it all over again I would."
"Me too." We agreed.
"I can't believe it." Steph says.
"Last show in New York City." David pats Harry's shoulder.
"Let's make it be best one ever."

I was getting jealous because Steph is farther along than I am so she gets to experience everything before me. She felt the first kick last weekend and now her stripe is showing up. I was worried. What if she never kicks? Harry tells me not to worry but I know deep down he feels the same way. He always been the fighter, the protector. What I really missed were my easels and paints. I have this big one planned that I'm really excited about. We're all ready to walk away but at the same time we couldn't stand to leave the fans.

  The bus ride felt depressing. I just started to cry for no reason.
"Mara." Niall say next to me.
"I'm sorry." I wiped them up. He reached for my hand. "Don't touch me." He flung his hand back.
"What's wrong?" Harry walked out of the bathroom.
"She just started crying." Niall explained.
"Come here." He sat next to me. I flinched.
"Don't touch her." Niall says.
"Babe, what's wrong."
"Everything is too real."
"What are you talking about?"
"I don't deserve you, I don't deserve this band, I don't deserve any of it."
"That's bull shit MJ."
"But it's not." I looked him in the eyes. He shook his head. He didn't say anything, he just held me.

  "Hey MJ!" Harry called.
"Yeah?" I walked unit a room with Harry, Louis, and Steph.
"So Steph is doing a maternity shoot. We were wondering if you would want to do one." Louis says.
"Like now?"
"No, when we get home."
"That sounds ok, I haven't done a shoot in ages."
"I still have your nudes." Harry says.
"Stop it." I hit his arm and he laughs.
"Harry, grow up." Steph tells him.
"Yeah because Louis doesn't have yours." He says. She looked at Louis who acted like this situation never happened.
"Louis!" She yelled. He didn't say a thing.

We just finished a movie. We would have the day in New York tomorrow then it was time to go home back to London. I'm gonna miss the states. I started to help put the blackest back on our beds and fold the others.
"Oh." I out a hand in my stomach. It was a feeling I've never had before. It was amazing.
"What?" Harry walked over.
"She kicked." I beam. He lit up too. I put his hand on top of mine. From that moment on it was real to me that I was going it be a mum. It was my responsibility to take care and nourish this child and I wouldn't want to share that with any other way.