Tattoos (Completed)

Chapter 9

Harry's P.O.V.

It had been two weeks since Devon told me she was pregnant. Two weeks since I had that talk with Zayn. We've kept in contact ever since, he and Gigi have been helping us plan our wedding, which will be taking place exactly two weeks from today.

My mum has since moved in across town, claiming she wanted to be closer to us.

Devon is visiting her brother and sister back in Doncaster, while I go visit my mum.

I drove over around noon, going a little bit faster than usual, eager o share our good news with her.

Devon and I had decided to wait a little bit before telling everyone, but also that she would tell her family and I would tell mine.

Gemma was out visiting friends, so we would tell her when she got back.

I arrived at mum's house around twelve thirty, and quickly hopped out of the car. I was going to stop and get us food, but mum insisted she would cook.

I walked up to her door, and knocked, excitedly waiting for her to answer. She opened the door a few seconds later, a smile on her face.

"Harry! How are you love? Come in!", She said, letting me in the house and giving me a hug.

"I'm lovely mum, and you?", I ask.

She smiles, moving a tiny curl out of my face.

"I'm well Harry. What brings you by so suddenly? Not that I don't love having you, because I absolutely do", Mum said, smiling, making me laugh.

We sit down on the couch next to each other, Mum handing me a cup of tea she had prepared previously.

"I have some news, Mum. Well actually, Devon and I do, but she wanted me to tell you", I say, taking a sip of the tea.

Mum's face looks worried.

"You're not splitting up are you?", She asks, her eyebrows furrowed.

"No no Mum! Of course not!", I say.

"Good, because if you were, I'd have to hit you upside the head for letting such a good girl go", She says. I laugh.

"It's quite the opposite actually", I say.

"Oh?", She asks.

I rub my thumbs together, taking a deep breath.

"We're um, moving the wedding date up to two weeks from today, actually", I say.

"Harry that's wonderful!", She says, hugging me again.

"But why?", She asks, pulling away from me.

"Well, Devon and I were worried she wouldn't fit in her wedding dress by the time the wedding came around in nine months", I say, smiling slyly.

Mum looks confused.

"But why wouldn't she...", She trailed off before putting her hand over her mouth in shock.

"You're kidding me!", Mum says.

I shake my head.

"Absolutely not. I'm going to be a father", I say, smiling widely.

Mum wraps me in a huge, tight hug.

"Oh Harry! This is wonderful news!", She says, I can tell she's crying as her voice cracks slightly and I can feel the tears on my shirt.

I shove my face a little bit closer in her should as I always have.

"I can't believe it, Mum", I whisper, happy tears in my eyes.