Today was the twelve week ultrasound. November 25th. Exactly one month before Christmas. I hadn’t been able to walk for the last week and a half since I got the stitches in my foot. I had to go back to the hospital 2 days ago to get them taken out. I can walk on my foot again now, but I have to limp so I look like an idiot. I slipped on a pair of leggings and one of my band t-shirts before heading out into the hall-way. I slipped a pair of thongs onto my feet and carefully over my bandaged foot and hoped my way down the stairs. I grabbed my bag and my jeep keys off the bench before un-plugging my phone and chucking it in my bag. I opened the front door and instantly Niall and Justine came running down the stairs in competition with one another.
“Can I come!?” They both shouted in unison before turning to look at each other and then frowning and looking back at me.
“Only one of you, I’m not dealing with both of you in a room together.” I grumbled leaning back to look at the clock on the kitchen wall. It was 3:05 and I had my appointment at 3:30.
“Well clearly I should go, I’m the father.” Niall stated obviously and taking a step forwards, until Justine pushed him back and stated that she hasn’t seen the baby yet.
“What does it matter if you’ve seen it or not!? It’s not even yours!” Niall said throwing his hands up in the air.
“She’s my best friend and I want to see the baby!” She gritted through her teeth and I rolled my eyes, growing impatient. Harry walked out of the kitchen, face stuffed with food and I grabbed his arm pulling him towards me.
“Harry’s coming.” I shrieked, pulling him out the front door with me and down towards my car before either of them could have a change to object.
“This is your fault!” I heard Justine yell at Niall and they started bickering again. I rolled my eyes and hoped into my car.
“Where are we going?” Harry asked curiously after swallowing his mouthful of food, I hadn’t realised but he was holding a bowl of cereal in his hands. I laughed before telling him about the twelve week ultrasound. He nodded slowly and to be honest I think he was freaking out a little bit.
We arrived at the doctors at 3:27 and I jumped out the car and hobbled my way into the doctors, Harry close behind.
“Jamie Horan?” The lady asked me as I walked into the room. I nodded once before sitting down in the waiting area.
My name was finally called and Harry and I walked past the girls and into the ultrasound room. My doctor was there and she gave me a quick hug before looking at Harry and her eyes widened. She looked back at me and I shook my head-
“He’s here for support.” I smiled before lying down on the bed in front of the monitor. Harry pulled the seat over to where I was lying and sat down next to me. The doctor lifted up my top and my baby bump was clearly visible now. Harry gasped and his smile was huge. His eyes glued onto my belly.
“When did you get so big?” He asked now frantically looking backwards and forwards between me and my stomach with a smile so big he could have swallowed me whole.
“The last two weeks I’ve grown a lot, but I try to cover it with jumpers. You know how all you boys stare.” I mumbled and laughed awkwardly. I jumped when she put the gel onto my tummy because it was so cold. Harry jumped towards me and I reassured him it was okay, it was just cold.
“It’s just cold Harry.” I laughed at his reaction to protect me and my tummy.
“How cold?” Harry asked slowly, his voice filled with curiosity.
“Touch my tummy and you’ll find out.” I smiled and he backed away instantly.
“No way. What if I hurt it.” His eyes were wide, making myself and the doctor laughed slightly.
