Tattoos (Completed)

Chapter 11

Harry's P.O.V.

A few months after the wedding, Devon and I were back from our honeymoon.

No one except our family and friends knew Devon and I were excepting yet either.

But all of that was about to change.

Tonight was the premiere of my first acting job, Dunkirk.

I was taking Devon, my mum, and Gemma with me.

We were all excited, but Devon and I were nervous as well.

We hoped that the fans would take it well that we were having a baby already.

But either way, we would love the baby anyways.

Nothing could stop us from being excited.

It was an hour before the premiere and I was all dressed up in my suit, waiting for Gemma and my mum to finish helping Devon get ready.

I was fiddling with my thumbs when the door to our bedroom opened, and Devon stepped out with my mum and sister.

"Here she is", Gemma says.

My breath caught in my throat as I saw Devon's appearance.

Her hair was up in a bun, and she had some light makeup on.

My mum had found her a blue and white dress, that hugged her curves and baby bump perfectly.

She was smiling widely, her right hand rested on her bump.

"Dev, you look absolutely stunning", I say.

She blushed as I came towards her.

"Thank you, you don't look bad yourself", Devon said running her fingers through my short curls.

I kissed her.

"You'll be the prettiest girl there, my love", I say.

"And you'll be the most handsome", Devon says.

"Alright love birds, we've got a premiere to get to", Mum says, smiling at us.

The four of us walked out to the limo waiting for us and got in.

Devon held my hand in hers, smiling at me.

"I'm so proud of you", Devon says.

I smile back.

"Thank you", I say.

The limo nears the venue, and I can see the fans lined up along side it, other cast members stepping out of the limos and leaving.

Our limo pulls up and a man outside opens the door on my side.

I step out and the crowd goes wild.

I help mum, and Gemma out first.

Then I help Devon out, keeping her hand in mine.

Upon seeing Devon, the fans get even louder.

Devon keeps a hand on her bump as we make our way down the red carpet.

"Harry darling, where's Fionn?", Mum asks.

"He should be somewhere around here, or arriving shortly", I say.

Gemma had developed quite the little crush on Fionn, and my mum a good friendship with him, as did I.

I kept a hand on Devon's back as we walked down the carpet, not wanting any harm to come to her.

My mum and Gemma went off to talk to some of their friends who had also come out to see the film tonight.

We stopped and let photographers take a few pictures of us.