Irresistable *One Direction* FINISHED!

Shopping

Lana POV

I was so worried when she said that the babys heart rate wasnt normal, but I kept my cool, and just smiled at the thought of what the baby might turn out to look like. So we got in the car and Harry helped me in, and then harry went around to his side of the car.

Harry POV

I helped Lana into the car, and went to get in myself. I turned the engine, and we just sat for a fee minutes. "Where are we going now love?" I asked. Lana smiled, and replied, "Can we please go shopping? I need some more clothes to hide this bump abit." I smiled and then nodded, pulling down the hand break, and moving the car forward, and we set off for the clothes' shops.

It didnt take too long, but I had to stop with the cameras and paparazzi standing in my way, and started tapping on the window. Lana suddenly looked like she was about to panick, resulting in the babys heart rate to rise. I placed my hand on her knee, and smiled. She suddenly looked startled by my touch, and still continued to look at the floor, but then slowly brought her head around, and looked up at me, bringing a smile to her face.

Lana POV

The paparazzi swarmed the front of the car, and started tapping the window. I looked down at the floor, in attempt for them to not see me. I started to panick, but then a sudden touch of Harrys hand made me smile. I slowly turned my head, then lifted my head up, to come face to face with a smiley Harry. "Harry.... T-...The-..." I said, trying to stay calm, and speak, but it all came out with a slur. "Its ok. Dont panick, otherwise the babys heart rate is going to increase."

I suddenly started to panick. "Harry, Ive just been panicking about the paparazzi and stuff, and now Im worried the babys heart rate has increased even more and Im panicking right now which is causing her little heart to rise even more an-..." Harry placed his soft, pinkish reddy lips on mine, immediately allowing me to calm right down. Whenever Harrys touch brushes up against me, I feel really safe and calm. "Its ok. Just keep calm and nothings going to happen." Harry said as we pulled away. Harry got out, and came round to help me out. I stayed my distance with the cameras and made sure I was as close as I could get next to Harry.

We managed to get safely inside the shopping centre, and I breathed a sigh of relief. "See..." I smiled, and we walked around in our own time, but being careful of any loose paparazzi. I walked into BHS, and grabbed some cosy X - Large jumpers to wear. Harrys eyes widened. "Your not getting jumpers that big! Thats one size bigger than me!" I sighed. "Harry, Im a medium yes, but I like my jumpers bigger than my actual size and plus, If I get a Large, it wont fit me properly so an XL will do." I went around buying some tops, and jeans and then payed for it all, before heading into a cosy cafe with Harry to get a nice drink and a muffin. "I'll pay." Harry said, almost immediately. Harry is lovely like this, but I feel its abit unfair of him always paying for my food and drinks.

"Oh Harry! Cant you let me please pay..." Harry shook his head. "No, Its unfair to let you pay for everything at a time like this. Im only helping you take some of the weight off your shoulders." I laughed abit and smiled. "Thank you Harry." I went to go and find a a table near a window in the corner of the cafe. I placed all my bags on one of the chairs, before sitting down in a chair. It was a three seater table, so thats ok. Soon enough, Harry came by with the drinks and our muffins.

"Thank you Harry." He smiled, and passed my drink and chocolate chip muffin. We sat back in the comfy chairs, and sipped our drinks; Harry had some tea, and I just had some smooth orange juice. "So, how are we going to cope with all of this?" I asked. "Time is flying by." Harry turned and looked at me. "We will Lana, just trust me." He put his cup of tea down, and placed his hand on mine; and smiled. More tapping came upon the window, which frightened me, and I shuffled towrds Harry. "Sssh, its ok. They wont let them in, trust me." I hid in Harrys jacket, keeping my head low. I know; it sounds like Im acting like a 4 year old or something but this isnt the case. Im scared of cameras; unless its family photos or something. And the paparazzi just make up horrible stories to produce and everyone reads it and go hating on you even when you havent done anything wrong, but they twist your words right around.