Made in the A.M. (Narry pregnancy)

Small Bump

*Harrys' P.O.V.*

I rolled over in bed as I looked at my phone. 3:22 AM  the lock screen read. I groaned as I set my phone down. I haven't slept all night due to a nervous stomach. It wasn't our little princess because she was sound asleep. She hasn't been active for a couple days and when I called to ask the doctor about it she said that our little baby could just be lounging around. I just think that she is lazy like her other daddy. I am 18 weeks along and I am starting to look like it. Niall says I'm cute but I think I think my stomach just gets in the way. My favorite skinny jeans don't fit anymore and I try to hide my bump as much as possible. I've been able to go to the recording studio to work on the new album. Luckily for my my morning sickness ended early but certain smells like someones cologne/perfume or some foods will make me sick.

After about a half an hour of rolling around on each side and waking Niall up about 3 times I decided to get up and get in the shower. "Babe where you going?" a sleepy voice came from my Irish boyfriend still in bed. "I can't sleep so I'm just going to get up and get in the shower to relax." I whispered back before I leaned down and kissed his sweet lips. "Mmmmk." He whispered before drifting off to sleep again.

I hurriedly took my clothes off, grabbed a new pair of boxers and slipped into the shower. As I was in the shower I kept rubbing my belly and hoping she would not make me sick today. "Daddy can't wait to met you princess. I'll hold you all the time and be as gentle as I can. I'll make sure that nobody hurts you. You will always be mine and daddys' one and only." I whispered to my small bump that kept my small baby cushioned in it. As I hurried and washed myself and my hair I got out of the shower. 

                                                                               *A few hours later*

As I looked at my phone it now read 1:03 PM. I heard heavy feet shuffle down the stairs and saw a tired Niall come down the stairs. "Morning." he said to me with a yawn. "Morning I said quietly and not making eye contact. "Oh babe. I'm not mad at you. It's alright if you woke me up a few times. I told you that we are together in this whole pregnancy. Even after." he said lifting my chin up and pecking me on the lips. "A-Are you sure?" I asked quietly as I felt the burning sensation meaning that the tears were coming. "Honey...." "Y-yeah?" "What's wrong?" "I feel bad because I woke you up." As I got up to hug him while bursting out in tears. I felt a strong hand run up and down my back massaging my aching back. "Baby it's alright. I'm not mad at you." He replied with a chuckle. I sat back down on the couch while putting my feet back up and turning my head towards the television. "Do you two want some lunch?" I heard a thick Irish accent in my ear as I felt the lips that belonged to that accent kissing my neck up and down. As I moaned, I managed to get the word "Y-yes." out. After lunch Niall sat on the couch behind me to rub the bottom of my spine. As he massages my slightly sore back, I leaned back on his shoulder and took a little nap. 

"Harry baby wake up." I heard Niall whispering in my ear as I slowly woke up my slumber. "It's time for dinner babe. I ordered Chinese food and it should be here any minute. Here sit up." He said quietly helping me sit and a supporting my back. I sat up with a grunt due to being uncomfortable. I placed my hands on my small stomach and rubbed it to wake our daughter up. I soon heard the doorbell ring as Niall went to get the food. As we ate Niall talked about having to fix up the babies room, and the topic I didn't want to quite talk about yet.... baby names. "So now that we know that we are having a little girl.... what would you like to name her?" I suddenly felt very mad for some reason. I know it's a mood swing and sure he didn't know that I didn't want to talk about this right now but why does he need to talk about THIS  now? I looked at him while I set my container of food down. I gave him my 'you made me mad'  glare as I said "What the Hell Niall?! I'm only 4 months pregnant and you want to talk about THIS!" He suddenly got up and picked me up as I started to cry in his chest. As he sat down on the couch with me on his lap he rubbed my small bump.  As I calmed down a bit we finished our food. Because we ate so late, it was now time to go to bed and I was ready for sleep. I got dressed in my pajamas and cuddled with Niall as we both slipped into dreamland.