One of these Days

Baby Bump Insecurities and New Year's

SOMEONE BE A DOLL AND MAKE ME A NEW COVER FOR THIS! PLease? c:

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"Louis said something about a New Year's party here?" I asked Harry with a quirked eyebrow. He looked down at me, his eyes wide in guilt. "Were you planning to tell me about this, or were you just going to invite a bunch of people and expect me to be okay with it?"

"I was planning on telling you, but you've been busy entertaining almost everyday because of the holidays. I just thought I would take care of this one and let you rest a while." He was right. My mom and his family stayed over for Christmas. It was nice for us all to be together again. I hadn't seen them since Harry proposed a few months back, and we were both anxious to see them again. It went over well, though. Many gifts for the twins, filling their room with clothes and toys. It was unbelievable how invested everyone was in our pregnancy. Even the fans were extra nice. Granted, the paparazzi were still relentless, but the fans were adoring. The death threats had gone down significantly, and everyone was finally coming to terms that Harry is actually happy.-

"I wish you would've told me sooner. What am I supposed to wear, Harry? And I'll have to buy you all alcohol and there's so much to do and it's already the twenty-ninth. This is what stresses me out, Harry, and you know that. I like to plan ahead and make sure everything is in order and won't mess up." I sighed exasperatedly, running a hand through my tangled hair. I had given up on actually trying to tame it today which caused wild waves to stick out.

"You think I don't already have all of this done? I bought you a beautiful outfit; booze is in the basement along with everything else a good proper party will ever need. All you have to worry about is showing up on my arm and trying not to outshine every other girl that will be here. I don't need anyone ogling over you because let's face it, even seven months pregnant, you look phenomenal." I rolled my eyes at his compliment, before pushing myself off the couch and to the backdoor where Chummy was patiently waiting to come back inside. I grinned at the silly pug as she bounded inside and towards Harry who scooped her up in his arms.

"What do you want for dinner?" I asked Harry after he was done snuggling with the puppy. He looked up at me with a grin.

"Let's go out to eat. Somewhere nice; we have barely been out lately." I pondered his request, looking down at my swollen belly. I, admittedly, was self conscious of the over size thing. Yes, people knew I was pregnant and it was a natural thing to get bigger as the pregnancy progresses, but I didn't like being this big. After looking up into Harry's big green eyes and hearing him mutter a childish pwetty pwease I groaned, but nodded. I wobbled up the stairs and into the shower, quickly washing before stepping out and wrapping towels around my body and hair.

I looked through my over sized closet, walking around in circles for something to wear. I settled on a dress with a grey top and black skirt. It was cute, and flowed out right were my belly bulged. I matched it with a pair black leggings and ankle boots. It was a simple outfit but fit for eating somewhere nice.

Once I pulled on my bra and underwear, I walked back into the bathroom to do my hair and make up. I kept it simple, not feeling it in me to actually put any effort into trying to be 100 percent presentable. Harry walked in right as I was finishing up, an adoring smile graced his lips.

"So beautiful," he mumbled which brought a blush up to my cheeks. It astonished me that after all I've been through with him, a simple compliment could still make me blush. He bent down till he was right in front of my stomach which was still exposed much to my dismay. I tried to cover my stomach with my arms, trying to hide it from Harry. He obviously noticed, moving my arms from my stomach and peppering small kisses on it. "Don't try to hide this."