Typical morning I’m hunched over the toilet bowl throwing my guts up. Anyone who said pregnancy is delightful and fantastic is full of shit. I sighed and fell back onto my bum, legs either side of the toilet.
“Jamie, what’s wrong!?” I heard Niall’s voice call from behind me. I looked over my shoulder to see him standing shirtless in the door-way. His face looked paler than mine.
“Niall, it’s just morni-” I tried to finish but I started throwing up again.
“Okay, that’s it! I’m taking you back to the hospital!” He started pacing back and forwards in the bathroom.
“Niall it’s normal.” I said with a slight laugh, wiping the remaining vomit off on my top. I looked over at him and he had an ‘o’ shape with his mouth. He was sitting on the edge of the bath tub now.
“Yea, alright. That’s good then.” He said slowly, nodding his head. I smiled over at him and he smiled back at me. “Well, not good you’re throwing up, but good that it’s normal.” He mumbled awkwardly and I couldn’t help but smile at him.
“Do you think you’re done baby?” He questioned, pointing to the toilet bowl.
“Yea, I think I am.” I grumbled, standing up slowly; finding Niall right by my side.
“Come get changed. I’ll give you one of my tops.” I didn’t say no, I just followed him silently to his room, well Harry’s old one. I walked in and it looked weird, this isn’t Niall’s room.
“I don’t like this. This isn’t your room.” I said, sitting on the edge of the bed.
“I know… it’s different that’s for sure.” He called out to me from inside his wardrobe. He walked out holding one of his grey ‘jack wills’ jumpers and a pair of black leggings.
“What’s with the leggings?” I cocked an eyebrow and let out a giggle.
“They’re yours. I have a heap of your clothes and things here still.” He replied quietly and put the clothes down on the bed.
“You kept them? I thought you would have chucked them out or burnt them or something.” I laughed, standing up.
“Why would I have done that?” He said sadly, I don’t think he got the joking side of it.
“I knew you wouldn’t have Niall.” I gave him a small smile before stripping off. I chucked the shirt on the floor and turned around to grab the jumper when Niall and I had eye contact. His eyes were wide and staring at me. That’s when I realised; I was now standing in just my underwear and I had just stripped off without hesitating.
“Habit.” I mumbled quietly before chucking the jumper on and quickly slipping my leggings on.
“No, it’s fine.” He replied back to me. I smiled awkwardly before thanking him and walking out of his room.
I went downstairs and looked around. No one was awake. I went into the kitchen and grabbed a bottle of orange juice. I checked the clock at it was 6:10am. No wonder no one else was awake. I made my back Niall’s bedroom before sneaking in and crawling into bed with him. I snuggled up to his back and shut my eyes. I felt him roll over and I snuggled closer into him.
“Jamie?” I heard a husky voice ask. My eyes shot open and I jumped backwards out of bed-
“Harry?!”
“Yes?” He asked groggy and confused.
“Oh no, you and Niall. Changed rooms. It’s habit to come here. Sorry.” I rushed out, putting my face in my hands.
