Sorry guys! It's been a while! But I'll finish this story before thanksgiving, or I'll atleast try. The end is near!!!!
Love always, Evelyn Rose.
I get excited, hoping this will help us with coping with the pain. “Leigh, did you want some work too?” “I’ve always wanted a tattoo but I’m not for sure what to get.” “Well, when you decide I’ll do it for you.” Tim says winking at me, making me laugh. He finishes Harry’s tattoo and then cleans it up. “Go on and look at it in the mirror.” Tim says cleaning his machine. Harry takes my hand and pulls me with him. He holds up his arm and looks at it smiling and holding me with his other arm closely. We both smile and he kisses me. “What about matching tattoos?” He whispers in my ear. I smile and nod, “But what?” I ask, he takes his necklace off and hands it to me. “Love conquers all. Me with a lock and you with the key, small.” I smile and kiss him, “Let’s do it.” We laugh and he yells at Tim, “We want another tattoo.”
Tim laughs, “What do you want?” “Love conquers all, one with a key and the other with a lock.” He goes back and draws it. “Nervous?” He asks, “A little.” He kisses my nose and whispers, “I’ll be here the whole time.” I giggle and he closes his eyes smiling back. “I’ve missed that giggle.” I look at his tattoo and touch my stomach not realizing I was. He looks down at my hand and takes it in his. “I know, I miss Peanut too. But someday, soon, we’re going to have kids.” I give a half smile, “But what if I can’t carry kids?” “Leigh, sometimes these things just happen.” I just look down, “Hey.” He says.
I look up at him. “It’s okay.” I kiss him when Tim says he’s ready. “Leigh, you’re first.” Tim says I walk over and sit down; he places it on my wrist and check it to make sure it’s right. Harry and I both love it. “Ready?” He asks, I close my eyes, breathe deeply, and then nod. I feel Harry’s arms wrap around my waist and he breathes down my neck, making me laugh. Tim starts; I look down and say “Is that it?” They both laugh at me, Tim continues and Harry whispers sweet nothings in my ear. He finishes my tattoo, and then I go and look at it, it couldn’t be more perfect. Harry is sitting down and Tim’s placing it on his wrist now. When he does the cameras surround the tattoo place. We ignore them; I sit behind Harry and wrap my arms around him, making him laugh. I giggle into his ear and Tim starts.
He finishes his tattoo and then Tim wraps my arm and then both of Harry’s. We thank him and then leave, heading home. The paparazzi try to takes over on us but Harry protects me. We get home and relax on the couch, watching movies and just spending time together. For a moment we sit in silence, Peanut comes straight to my mind. “You know Leigh, its okay to cry. Baby, its okay to be sad.” I hold on to his arm without touching his tattoo and rub it. I let my tears fall. He holds me close and just lays there with me.
I grab my stomach so tight I leave marks, I’m angry at myself because I couldn’t carry my own child. I’m sad because I’m not going to be a mother anymore. Harry takes my arm away from my stomach. “Leigh, calm down.” He says holding arms away from me, so I don’t claw at my stomach anymore. I try to fight him and he lies on top of me, “Leigh, stop. Leigh!” He yells, I stop fighting him and his eyes look into mine. “Harry.” I say, “Love, it’s okay.” He responds and let’s go of my arms. “Relax.” He whispers.
I do as he says, and then he carries me to the bed. I get up and change clothes, “I’m going to get some tea, do you want some?” I say, Harry nods and then I leave for the kitchen. I make us both tea and we sit in the kitchen and talk about our future, “When you want to have another baby?” I ask, making him choke on his tea. I laugh at him and get a napkin, wiping his face and chest off. “Leigh, after what just happened, are you sure you want a baby now?” “Harry, I never thought about have a child but when I got pregnant, all I wanted was to be a mom. I just, I don’t know I mean I’m still hurting over losing Peanut but I was just wondering.” He sets his drink down and looks at me, “I’m ready whenever you are. But babe, please don’t rush it.” I nod back, “Harry, I’m really sorry, I’ve been so needy lately and I feel really bad about it.” “Babe, I’m your husband, I’m here during everything. Don’t be sorry, this isn’t your fault.” I smile and kiss him. “I love you.” I whisper on his lips.
