Pregnant With Your Baby

17. Moody

    "Good morning," I sang to my boyfriend, making sure to give him a hug and kiss as he sat at the dinner table.

"Good morning beautiful, you seem very happy today." He said with a chuckle, watching as a twirled around the kitchen.

"Just one of those days you know what I mean?" Harry raised an amused brow, turning back to the paperwork set out on the table.

"Yeah, 'I know what you mean' Lou"

I continued my dancing accidentally bumping into the table almost causing his coffee to spill on the papers.

"Louis, can you please sit the hell down!" Harry yelled annoyed.  

"I'm sorry I didn't mean to do it, it was an accident." I can't believe he just yelled at me, he rarely does that.
Oh no, here come the tears. I don't want to be one of those people that blame being overly emotional on being pregnant but that has to be why. Right?

"You shouldn't be spinning around anyway. Did you forget that you are pregnant?"

"Excuse me?" Now I'm pissed.

"You know what, I'm just going to give you some space you seem a little moody today," I grabbed some ice cream out of the freezer and headed upstairs.

I wonder what has him all moody today. I don't think I did anything wrong, at least I hope not. My memory is so bad I can barely remember what I did ten minutes ago.

*knock knock

"Come in," I said with my mouth full of Ice cream.

"I'm sorry for yelling at you. That was uncalled for, I'm just having a bad day," Harry said walking over to the bed, taking my ice cream out of my hand placing it on the bedside table.

"Come here," he said pulling me into his lap.

"Why are you having a bad day H? Did I kick you while I was sleeping again? If I di- " he kissed me stopping me from continuing my sentence causing the both of us to laugh.

"No, it's just some contracts that I'm trying to figure out. I just wish I can complete them in a blink of an eye, but that's not possible. It can get overwhelming sometimes."

We sat in silence for a while just holding each other. Sometimes not saying anything and just holding each other close can make things better.

"We have a doctor's appointment today, that should make you feel better," I said lifting my head off of Harry's chest kissing him on the cheek.

"I can't wait," he said with a huge smile.

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Our whole car ride was silent but a good silence. Harry held my hand the whole car ride, sometimes' kissing my hand.

We arrived at our appointment for about ten minutes early. Harry signs me in, while I went to find somewhere to sit.

"Our buttercup is getting bigger now," Harry says rubbing my stomach.

"You're going to be a great dad," I say looking at him lovingly. He smiles then gives me a kiss saying a quick, 'Thank you'.

"Tomlinson, Louis." The nurse calls out, and Harry and I get up and follow her to the scale, then to the ultrasound room.

"How have you guys been?" She asked while checking my blood pressure.

"Good, you?"Harry says politely back.

"I'm great." She asked me a few more questions then leaves the room.

During the ultrasound, we found out that buttercup can feel when someone touches my stomach, but I sadly can't feel buttercup moving yet. Buttercup also is healthy and growing the way it should be.