Mr And Mrs Styles

Chapter 8: Christmas Day

Meghan's point of view
It's Christmas!! I open my eyes slowly, rubbing the sleep out of them. I look over at the alarm clock on Harry's bed side table. It read 9:30am, in its bright green numbers. "Hazza!" I spoke, shaking his sleeping body. "Haz!!"
"Ugh!" Harry groaned, rubbing his eyes, then yawning. "Yes sweet?"
"It's Christmas Day!" I smiled wide.
"Wanna go to the kitchen, I hear Gemma and Mom chatting?" Harry asked.
"Sure thing!" I smiled.

We walked down the hallway together, side by side, hand in hand. "Merry Christmas lovebirds!" Gemma chuckled.
"Merry Christmas to you too!" Harry smiled back.
"Before gifts, I made a Christmas breakfast. Sausage, hash browns and some eggs and toast!" Anne smiled.
"Thanks Anne, how sweet!" I smiled wide, admiring the delicious food in front of me.
We all sat at the main table in the kitchen, and began to eat.

"Breakfast was delightful! Thanks mum!" Harry smiled, hugging his mom.
"Oh Harry my dear, your welcome!" Anne smiled, kissing Harry's cheek.
It's so nice to see how much Harry admires and adores his mother!

After we settled down, we all sat together on the floor in the living room next to the tree. We all opened our gifts together and we laughed and had a great time. Ding dong. "I'll get it!" I smiled, rushing to the door.
I opened the door quickly. "Merry Christmas Meghan!" Jackson smiled, holding four gifts.
"Jackson!! Come in, Merry Christmas!" I smiled in awe and excitement.
He followed me to the living room with the gifts. "Gemma, Anne, this is older my brother, Jackson!" I introduced.
"Hello Jackson!" Anne smiled.
"Hi. Harry was messaging me and told me everyone was in, so I got gifts for all of you!" Jackson smiled warmly.
"Thank you!" Gemma smiled.
We handed the gifts around.

Jackson and I were talking for a while as Harry, Gemma and Anne were in the kitchen. "How'd you get here so quick?" I asked him.
"I was already here in California to celebrate with my girlfriend. Harry hit me up and now we're here!" Jackson grinned.
"Jack, your so sweet, to come and visit. Thank you!" I smiled, tearing up, and hugging him tight.
"It's Christmas. I wanna see my baby sis!" Jackson chuckled.
"By 4 years!" I smiled, giggling.
"Your still my baby sis, I wanna look out for you!" Jackson smiled.
I just smiled back, even wider than before.

After Jackson left, the house was quiet. Harry and I went in our room, to discuss business. "After the holidays, so when Gemma and my mum leaves we have a lot to do!" Harry explains.
"We do. We have to try for our baby, and begin writing songs...." I spoke.
"And go travel the world," Harry smiled, looking at me.
"Yeah and we have to---wait! Did you say travel the world?" I asked, shocked.
"Yup, you heard me. I am trying to do shows in a whole bunch of different places in the world. I am gonna make the shows far gaps in between so we can experience different things!" Harry smiled.
"Harry, your too sweet!" I smiled wide.

It was late evening and in the room, we just had a moment of silence. He held my hands for a bit and played with my ring. "Meghan, did I ever explain to you how much I love you! How happy I am to have met you!" Harry smiled.
"I don't know? Maybe you have!" I giggled.
"Meghan, can we try now?? I'm excited!" Harry smiled.
"Are you sure? We'll have to be careful and quiet!" I whispered.
There was a knock on the door. "Meghan, Harry, mum and I are going out for a bit, want anything?" Gemma asked.
Perfect!! "No, but thanks!" I giggled.
Once we heard the main house door shut, a lot happened. We were actually trying for a baby!!

Everything was done. There's no going back. "How was that?" Harry asked, panting.
"It was good. Now let's see if there is going to be a baby in our arms in 9 months!" I smiled, cuddling to Harry.
Our nude bodies laid next to one another until we fell asleep. Anne and Gemma never bothered us that night either when they came back, which was perfect.

It was the next morning. I seen I was....naked?? I had to remember what I did at first, since my sleep was that amazing. I felt nauseous and I had to run to the bathroom, naked, in our bedroom. I hovered over the toilet, throwing up the tiniest bit. "Babes! Are you alright?" Harry asked, running to me.
"I think. Get me a robe, please?" I asked, he nodded.
"Do you think?" Harry asked, edging me on.
"Maybe. I have a couple pregnancy tests in the drawers. I'll take them!" I smiled weakly.
"What if it's too quick? We just did it last night...." Harry said.
"I dunno. I'll try anyways!" I spoke.

I had two of them. Two pregnancy tests. I decided to only take one. I did what I had to do and pondered in the bathroom. It made a beep noise. I slowly walked over to it and picked it up. Negative. I fell to my knees. Harry walked in. "Well?" Harry asked.
"Its negative..." I sobbed.
"Babes, we can try again tonight. How does that sound?" Harry spoke.
"Sounds good!" I smiled, wiping my tears away.

It happened again tonight. We did it again, hoping for a positive on that test. We wouldn't stop till it was a positive. We were finished for the night and what we were doing. "Night Haz. I'll check in the morning!" I smiled, slowly falling asleep.