CHAPTER THIRTY:
MONTH 2:
"Baby, I'm so excited." He holds the door for me as we walk into the doctor's office. He's so excited about our first ultrasound.
I sit down as he signs me in. After a few minutes of waiting, they call us back.
"Go ahead and lay down." The doctor says to me. Harry takes the seat beside the table and holds my hand.
"You ready?" The doctor asks. I nod and she lifts my shirt up.
She squeezes a cold gel on my stomach, feeling super weird.
She takes an instrument that looks like a wand and rubs it over my stomach.
After about ten minutes, the screen shows a little blob.
"That's your baby."
The doctor explains and I look over at Harry who is staring at the screen with the biggest smile I've ever seen. I honestly think he's enjoying this moment more that me.
"That little bean is our baby." He looks at me with glistening eyes as he grabs my hand and laces our fingers together.
"Is it a boy or girl?" He asks getting excited.
"It's too early to tell, but we'll schedule another appointment a couple months from now and then we can find out."
I look at Harry and then back at her, "Actually, I don't want to know until it comes."
MONTH 3:
I wake up extra early and cook Harry breakfast for his birthday.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY HARRY!" I yell as I walk in the room. He wakes up and smiles at me.
I lay the tray down on his lap and get back in bed with him. He starts to rub my stomach.. which has become a morning ritual... and I'm not even showing yet.
"We're all going to the ice rink for my birthday today, I forgot to tell you last night when they made the plans. Did you want to come?" He asks before he takes a bite of his breakfast.
"Yeah, sounds fun." I haven't seen everyone together since the concert.
We all meet up at the rink around one. We get there and everyone already has skates on.
"Maybe I shouldn't be doing this." I say as I hold my stomach, becoming scared that something might happen.
"You'll be fine." Zayn hands us our skates and we put them on.
"Harry, I don't even know how to skate."
"It's okay, I got you." He grabs my hand and leads me to the ice.
"Don't let go." I already start to wobble as I try to keep my balance.
He holds me tightly as we skate around a few times. I'm honestly surprised at how good he is at this.
After a while, I start to feel sick.
"I need to sit down." I say and he brings me to the bench.
"Will you go get me something to eat?" I ask looking up at him.
"Anything for you." He says as he leaves toward the concessions.
Niall randomly comes up and sits beside me. He places his hand on my knee.
"I miss you." He says.
