Knocked Up II. [Harry Styles]

Chapter 4

Today is a sad day. Harry is leaving because his tour starts tomorrow. Its a moment we have been dreading but I think we knew we couldn't just act normally. I've been trying to keep a happy face for him but its hard, I'm going to see him only one weekend every two weeks, I'm going to miss him.

At least, the last couple of days have been very therapeutical for me. Miranda has helped me accept my pregnancy and my problems, in fact I'm going to see her today after he leaves for the airport.

Yesterday, we had kind of a "goodbye" day, even when its not technically a goodbye.

I thought about going out to the beach, the three of us and have a picnic. He agreed, I also convinced him to leave his phone at our place so we didn't have any distractions.

We went to Jeff's place, he's out of town so we borrowed his house. His house is right in front of the beach so its like a private beach just for us. We arrived in the morning, food in a basket, towels, drinks and toys to hang out in the sand the whole day. We set up an umbrella to have a little shade for the baby.

Jack knows to sit by himself now and he really likes to play with the sand, it was funny because he tried to eat it a hundred times. He also tried to escape from us and go near the shore a few times, he's becoming so agile crawling. He looked so cute in his little red bathing suit.

We played, had a swim and just had fun overall. Yesterday I forgot about my problems, our problems. It was wonderful.

There was one specific moment that I want to rewind and stay there for the rest of my life. It was right after having a small lunch.

We had veggie tacos that I prepared earlier, Jack was sleeping in a towel next to us, and Harry was laying next to him with his head in my legs. He was touching the small bump in my stomach, so small its barely there.

"Have you wondered what it could be?" He asked lowly, his eyes so bright and lips dark pink from the sun.

"Of course." I responded, moving my hand to his tangled locks of hair. His hair is getting pretty long. "I think... Its going to be a boy."

"Another little boy?" He smiled, hope in his voice. "Can you imagine another little angel like Jack?"

"Another little blessing." I smiled with him. It was the first time in a long time that I felt happy, truly happy.

Step by step I've been accepting the idea of being pregnant again. I'm comfortable in my body and the thought of having another baby its starting to bring a smile to my face, not tears like it used to.

"But what if... It's a girl?" He moved his hand over my stomach, tracing his fingers over it, right next to the H in my pelvis.

"You want a girl." I said, stating the fact.

"Busted." He softly laughed, coming forward and placing a kiss on my belly. "I do want to have a girl."

"It would be awesome to have a little princess with us. Jack would protect her." I closed my eyes, I felt so much joy inside of me.

"She would be the light of my eyes." He said, making me smile. "But... Whatever the little bean turns out to be, would make me the happiest in the world."

"Me, too." I said, enjoying every single detail of that moment.

The dry sand in my feet, his head near my stomach, his curls tickling my legs, his fingers caressing the skin of my pelvis, the warm feeling of sun in my cheeks, Jack sleeping right next to us after playing the whole morning with us, it was a little paradise on earth.