Chapter 22

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~5 months later~

I happily walk around the apartment. My apartment which I decided to go back to when Harry had to leave for his movie. He's been gone a couple of months and we've FaceTimed every day. I found better work for me with better people, it even pays better.

He's coming home today because today is special, it's the day we find out what our baby is.

I still haven't got the courage to go see my parents. I need to see them especially now. Especially since their grandchild will be here in a few months. Their grandchild whom they know nothing about. They don't even know I'm pregnant.

A knock sounds on my door and I recognize it all too well. I run over to it and swing it open. Harry stands there in a pink button up and plain black skinny jeans and his usual boots.

I attack him with a massive hug and kiss him over and over

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I attack him with a massive hug and kiss him over and over. My god I've missed him.

"Hi." he says softly.

"Hi I missed you so much!" I say.

"I missed you more." he says pecking my lips.

He places his hand on my now big belly. I'm huge now and I don't want to know how big I'm going to be when I'm 9 months along.

"You look beautiful." he smiles.

"Thank you

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"Thank you." I smile back.

"Are you wearing slippers?" he questions.

"No, their called moccasins and it's the only shoes I can wear comfortably." I say.

"Come on let's go."

I squeal with excitement causing him to laugh. I run back and kiss my Biscuits who's eating and grab my purse.

~

At the doctors office I can't help the excitement bubbling inside me. When the nurse calls my name I spring up and practically run to the door. I'm so beyond excited. What if it's a boy and not a girl? I will love it just the same. I can tell Harry's anxious too. Maybe just as much as I am. When the doctor comes in I get even more excited.

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