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Clean Harry Imagine (pregnancy)

"Harry!" I yell trying to get his attention for the 4th time. What the hell is he doing down there? He's supposed to be making me food, I don't give a damn that it's 4am, me and his children want food, like now, preferabley. "HARRY!" I scream at the top of my lungs, is he deaf. At that point the bedroom door opens a crack and he walks in, a sympathetic smile plastered across his face, bless him.

"Sorry I took so long babe, I tried to make you pasta, but it didn't work so I settled for instant noodles, don't be mad." He whispers sleepily as he peels back the covers and climbs beside me. He rubs his eyes sweetly and rests back on the pillow staring up at me resting my bowl on my now rather large stomach.

"Look, I have to carry them around for 9 months, the least they can do is let me balance noodles on them." I laugh slightly as I concerntrate on winding noodles around my fork. He smiles dazily up at me as his eyes start to slowly flutter, indicating sleep is near. "Aw, goodnight handsome, thankyou for my room service." He giggle quietly, leaning down to kiss his cheek. There was an intense pain in my stomach, I shot up straight, barely stiring Harry.

"Harry," I whisper, clutching my painful stomach. "Harry please, please wake up now..." I trail of and whimper slightly. His eyes shoot open the second he hears my pained noises.

"What's wrong?" He asks, his deep voice raspy from his sleepy state. He lifts his hand up to hold my face, he sits upright as he wipes a tear from my cheek.

"I think..I think the twins are coming." I mumble, running my fingers through my hair, and then without warning, my waters broke, I squirmed uncomfortabley, that's one hell of a lot of liquid, jeez.

"Come on beautiful, everything will be fine. Let's get going to the hospital, you'll make it and then we'll finally be able to see our gorgeous baby boys." Harry helped me out of bed and got everything sorted before driving me to hospital.

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"Come on darling, push, one last push I can see his head!" With some last encouragement from Harry I gave everything into bringing my second baby boy into the world.

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I smiled up at Harry as he carefully sat next to me and moved strands of hair from my face, our smiles doubled as the nurse bought over our baby boys. "Well done beautiful, you did absolutely great, I'm so blooming proud of you." His breath tickled my ear before he kissed my forehead. "I love you."

"I love you too, Harry.