Love is Lame

Chapter 30

OLIVIA

Wednesday morning, I woke up alone. Harry's imprint was in the bed, though, so he must have just gotten up. But I do love waking up with him next to me. Sighing, I sat up and it hit me that I'm going to need a lot if Aspirin today. But I get to figure out whether I'm going to have a boy or a girl; a superman nursery or a princess nursery. And I can not wait.

Sighing, I climbed out of bed and dragged myself to the kitchen, where Harry was sitting at the counter drinking coffee and on his phone.

"Good morning," I yawned, pouring a cup.

"Turn around," Harry said quietly, looking at me with his eyebrow raised. I knew very well why he wanted me to - I didn't have pants or a bra on.

"Pervert." I said, not listening to him and leaning against the counter.

He smirked, putting his phone down. "You're teasing the hell out of me and it's only eight in the morning."

I laughed. "Get your shit together, you have a job interview later." His eyes looked tired, like he hadn't slept or he just had too much on his mind.

I turned and walked to the bedroom, Harry whistling behind me but I told him to shut up. I love him so much.

HARRY

We left, Liv eating toast in the car and getting crumbs everywhere.

"Can I at least get a bite?" I laughed, rubbing my thumb on her thigh. She looked, well glared, at me with her eyebrows creased.

"Why didn't you get your own?" She said with her mouth full.

I laughed. "Come on, you're leaving my car a mess. I deserve it." She sighed, putting the toast in front of my face and giving me a bite.

"Why so big!" She pouted, taking her toast back and finishing it off, facing the window.

"Liv," I said, turning into the doctors office. "I understand you're pregnant with raging hormones but this is no time to be discussing the size of my dick."

Her arm swung around and hit me in the chest, but she was so biting back a smile. "I hate you," She groaned, opening her door and climbing out.

It was so warm in the office compared to the frigid -10 outside, the kind of warm that makes you really appreciate what you have.

But today I get to find out what my baby will be, finally. It feels like it's been ages.

"Olivia and Harry?" A small, blonde girl said, peeping out of the corner. Liv stood up and took my hand, pulling me with her. My stomach was jumping, the news that I'm about to find out is absolutely incredible.

"How have you been?" The lady wearing a bun as tightly wound as she was asked Liv.

"Good. Back pain and heartburn mostly."

"That's normal." She said, taking Liv's pulse. "Have you been taking any meds?"

"Ibuprofen every once in a while, I usually just lay down or have water and that helps."

"Great." The woman smiled. Her eyes flickered to me. "Have you been helping mommy around the house?"

"As much as I can." I said, somewhat rudely just because her happiness pisses me off.

"Great. Dr. Bridges will be in momentarily." The woman smiled to us and left.

"I don't like her." I cleared, crossing my leg over the other and taking Liv's hand.

"I could tell." She giggled as I played with each of her fingers. I couldn't help but remember the way they were wrapped around me last night, so delicately, so beautifully. I tried as hard as I could to push the thought from my head, but the more I tried the more blood rushed between my legs.