Case Closed (Hariana | H.S & A.G)

Part 34: Branching Out

"So that's why you've been craving pickles lately? That's a weird way to tell me" Harry laughs and I roll my eyes as I get off the couch and walk away from him. "Where are you going?" he asks and he sounds a bit concerned, as if I'm actually upset with him.

"You brought up pickles and now I want some" I admit as he bursts out laughing before turning the TV off and following me into the kitchen.

We were just scrolling through the channels on his TV and stopped on E! News because we saw our faces on the screen. According to the super perky blonde girl reporting the story, I'm pregnant with Harry's baby and that's why we're in London. We've moved into his mom's house so that she can help us out during my pregnancy and the first couple months with the baby. Obviously that story is completely untrue but it's weird to know that actual news outlets are saying stuff like this.

"Do you want some?" I ask as I crack open the jar of pickles but Harry shakes his head in disgust. I don't know why he decided to follow me in here, he clearly has something to talk about. I hope it's not about the pregnancy rumours, it's always hard to talk about having kids, I don't know where I stand.

"I'll get Jeff to clear up the rumours as soon as he can, if he hasn't already gotten on it" he says and I nod my head, what do I say? "Does it bother you?" he asks, I guess I can say my answer.

"Not really, they'll know it's not true soon enough" I admit. "What about you?" I ask back.

"No, like you said. It's gonna be disproven soon enough" he admits and I nod my head.

"But like does it bother you?" I ask and I see him look up at me in confusion. I just asked him the exact question he just answered but tried to put emphasis on the word 'bother.' I guess he doesn't know what I meant. "I don't mean the headline. I mean the whole-" I begin but before I can even get to my point Harry interrupts me.

"Ari let's not go there" he says and now I'm kinda confused, and I wait for him to clarify. "I'm fine with not having kids. I've told you that before. Really, I just want to be with you. There's no point in digging this hole. This conversation always ends the same, you don't believe me and start getting in your head. It's fine Ari, really. I'm fine with not having kids" he admits. I'm surprised by his response, he's right. That's why I didn't want to have this conversation, I thought he did. I don't know if he's being honest but we've had this conversation before, nothing changes. But maybe I think it's time it does.

"Well I don't know if I'm fine with it" I admit as he looks at me. It's like we're having a competition of who can give the other the best look of confusion. "I don't know if I'm fine with not having kids" I elaborate as Harry's eyes widen. I know the idea excites him but he's trying to hide it, as if I'm setting him up to see his true feelings. "I mean in the future, the very, very far away future" I add.

"You want kids?" he questions, still maintaining his poker face.

"I don't know. I mean kinda. I don't wanna say anything for certain and get your hopes up but, I'm not entirely against it like I was before. I think it anything, I'd rather have kids in my future than not have them" I admit but Harry doesn't say anything. "Can you please give me some sort of reaction, I'm not playing with you and this is hard to admit" I add which makes Harry laugh.

"I'm sorry! I just- I really don't know what to say" he explains. The smile on his face says enough, he's happy I want kids, I always knew he wanted them.

"It's sweet that you can go without them for me Harry, it really is! But I know that you want them you don't have to pretend. I also know that your opinion had nothing to do with this. I want kids because they're pretty cute, and I want to be able to raise them and show them all the stuff that I love and all the lessons I've learned. Plus, I think I can do it, I want to do it" I admit. "Although I'd be lying if I said the way you are with kids wasn't a pro on my list, I don't think I would want to raise them with anyone other than you" I admit as I walk over to him and he meets me halfway with the biggest smile on his face. He lifts me up and sits me on the kitchen counter as he kisses me softly yet passionately, he deserves the best.