Try (Sequel to Perfect; Harry Styles Fanfic)

Chapter Fourteen

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Carter's POV:

"I'll take you home later if you want, babe." Harry says softly. He leans down, and presses his forehead to mine. "I really don't want to perform tonight."

A small smile spreads across my face. "I think I should go home as soon as possible." I say softly. "I don't want to cause anymore problems."

"It's not your fault. Simon is a jackass."

"Yeah, but..." I trail off.

"But nothing, Carter." He whispers. He kisses my nose. "I love you, okay?"

"I love you too."

He kisses my lips, and I bite down on his bottom lip. He lays his hands on my cheeks, and I deepen the kiss. I want him. "I don't have to go.." He breathes out whenever he pulls away from me. "I really don't have to go."

"Yeah you do."

He kisses me again, and when I try to deepen it, he doesn't allow it. "Stop." He growls. His tone is raspy. His eyes have darkened. "You're making me hard."

I giggle. "I'm sorry."

"No you're not."

I laugh again. "Go, Harry. I'll be right here when you get back."

He nods. "Alright. I love you, Carter." He kisses my cheek, and stands up. He grabs his leather jacket off the chair next to the bed, and turns the light off. "Do you need anything first?"

"Not really."

"Alright." I watch as he closes the door behind him, leaving me in the black room.

I sigh, before placing my hands on my overly large pregnant belly. "Hello, baby." I whisper quietly. "I'm sorry that you weren't comfortable earlier. I guess we're sort of even, yeah?" I feel a goofy grin spread across my face. "I'm never comfortable anymore. You're kind of the reason for this, you know..." I take my hands off my hard stomach, and lay them at my sides. "I don't know why I'm even talking to you right now. You can't answer, and you're not going to kick."

I feel flutters inside of my stomach, and I laugh. "Tease me, why don't you!" I take a deep breath and my voice drops lower. "I love you so much, already. You really scared me and your daddy today..." I place my hands back on my stomach, and rub it. "A lot, actually." I laugh softly. "He really loves you too... he's crazy, you know? He's gonna be a great daddy though... he's going to spoil you, and tuck you in at night, and read you bedtime stories. And maybe he'll sneak you an extra cookie when mummy's not looking."

I shakily remove my hand. "I just really, really, hope you'll change him."

~

I don't really know when I fell asleep, but the next thing I do know, is that I feel Harry climbing into bed next to me.

"Oh, I didn't mean to wake you, baby." He yawns.

I turn on my side to face him. I can see the outline of his face in the darkness. I reach out and grab onto his t-shirt, and try to tug him towards me. "What time is it?"

"About three."

"Oh."

"Yeah, get some sleep, Carter."

"Am I leaving tomorrow?" I ask quietly.

He takes a deep breath, "Yeah... it's gonna take a bit to get there, so we're going to get up early, get you showered, and then go. We'll get something to eat on the way there."