Secrets of Mr.Styles

Chapter 19

The next morning, I wake up and turn over expecting Harry to be there but he's not. I reach out and feel his side. It's not warm anymore in fact it's cold. He's been out of bed for a while. I turn over reaching for my phone, under it is a piece of paper.

I take it and unfold it. It's a note from Harry.

You looked peaceful I didn't want to wake you. I'll be in the city most of the day. I have my phone and you have yours call me if you need anything. I love you Mads. -H

I smile and fold it back up placing it back in its spot. My bump is bigger today. I have to be more than a few days pregnant. I turn on my phone and decide to look up the sizes of various bumps. My stomach is exactly the size of about 7 weeks holy shit. How could this be? This can't be right. 7 weeks I wasn't on the pill then it was just simple condoms. Did it tear and neither of us noticed? I gasp. I search up doctors offices we can go to.

I need to know now why I'm so big. I find a decent one in minutes I schedule an appointment for later today. I immediately text Harry.

Harry:

Dr appointment later today for the baby I'm tired of all this waiting. The latest I could get was four. Hopefully you'll be off by then. I love you 😘

I lock my phone up as I climb out of bed. As soon as my feet touch the tile I feel like I'm going to vomit. I run to the bathroom vomiting. Oh now the sickness starts. I'd love some pancakes and bacon with strawberries. My mouth waters.

I walk downstairs after cleaning myself up from the sickness I just endured. I search the cabinets and find the mix and a bowl to mix with. I open the fridge and find everything  else I want bacon and strawberries. I lick my lips grabbing them.

I finish deciding I want a shower. The water feels heavenly against my skin. I put my face under the water it feels so good. It's relaxing. When I finish I force myself to get out. I walk to the counter looking at my phone two missed calls from Harry. They weren't too long ago. I call him back.

"Hey beautiful." he answers.

I smile at his words.

"Hey, so I assume you got my texts." I say.

"I did and I should be back by then so it's okay." he says.

"How's your day so far?" I question.

"Busy everyone's being difficult and the movie meeting went well, it looks like I'll be having an audition some time tomorrow." he says sounding excited.

"Sounds like you've got a handful as do I." I say.

"How so?"

"I got sick for the first time today and had a monster craving after. This baby is going to make me look horrendous." I say.

"You'll still be beautiful." he says softly.

I roll my eyes because for one he can't spank me for doing it.

"Whatever you say Mr. Styles." I say.

"Hey I need to go another meeting, I love you." he says.

"I love you more." I smile.

With that he hangs up and I can see him hustling off into another meeting. This house is massive and has a way of making you feel lonely. I sigh padding back to the room to get dressed. I should wear something baggy so I can easily roll my shirt up for the scan. I find me some jean shorts and a baggy shirt.