Knocked Up II. [Harry Styles]

Chapter 3

Friday finally came after a couple of days of doing the same things we always do. Harry going to the studio, I went with him the night before Anne left but they were too focused on the music so I didn't go with him the next days. We went out to eat, like we always do. We took care of Jack and just stay in the routine. Harry's been busy a lot lately so I'm the one mostly taking care of him.

I've been trying to keep myself busy, I found myself alone a big part of this week so I needed something to stay focused on. With Harry here but coming home late and leaving early in the morning to the studio, it was like he wasn't actually here.

I bought some books and been reading again, I missed it. I used to enjoy reading before I got pregnant and I realized I never do it anymore, so I decided to do it again. It really entertains me, specially mystery novels where you just want to keep reading and reading until everything is solved.

But, if I have to be honest, I'm happy Friday is finally here because I have my second appointment with Miranda, my therapist. I really liked talking with her last time. It... It was good to talk with someone so easily, not feeling judged or anything. Its like a safe space for me.

And I know I have plenty of people who I can talk freely, like Harry and my mom, Molly, even Anne. But, its different to talk with an specialist, share literally every thought in my mind not having to think twice.

My appointment is set to begin in an hour and I'm already planning on leaving. For my luck Harry is still home but is about to leave as well.

"Are you sure you have everything in the diapers bag?" I ask Harry, checking my surroundings to see if something's missing. "Bottles? A change of clothes? Diapers? A toy?"

"Yes, yes, and yes. Don't worry." He says to me in a chuckle. "I have everything under control."

"Just checking." I say, moving my hands up. "Are you sure you can take him to the studio?"

"I guess so, he's quiet most of the times." He says holding Jack on his waist. "Do you want to... Go for food after your appointment? Maybe greek?"

Yup, always the same.

"Yeah, sure." I say, grabbing my purse. "See you then. Goodbye my boys." I peck Harry on the lips and smooch Jack before I go to the door.

"Bye love." He says bringing a smile to my lips before I close the door behind me.

I get in the car and start driving, the LA traffic awaiting for me. It took me forty minutes to get to the clinic when it should have taken twenty minutes. When I step outside I think about what questions will surface today, last time it was mostly focused in my past and not so much in my present.

The reception area that looks like a living room is empty, only me and the assistant focused on some papers. I let her know I arrived and she told me to wait for the doctor's call. I sit patiently, looking around the room.

I wonder how many people have been in this room before, with many different problems than mine. Where they excited to meet with Miranda, too? Where they afraid?

"Sienna?" I hear my name being called and I see Miranda outside of her office, looking at me.

"Yes." I say, standing up. She signals me to follow her inside and I do as so.

She receives me just like the last time, asking me to sit down wherever I feel more comfortable and offered me a drink, that I gently refused. This time, she has a notepad in her hand, taking my attention instantly because she said she didn't use notepad during the interview.

"You have a notepad." I say, pointing it out.

"I do. Does it make you uncomfortable?" She looks up at me. "I can put it away."