1331 Letters from Harry 《Complete》

Chapter 9: Our Baby

Chapter 9: Our Baby

**Two Days Later** [A/N A small time lapse?]

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Positive. Both Harry and I were carriers for Leber's congenital amaurosis (LCA). Although there was a 25% chance our baby would be blind, the odds seemed to be in our favor.

Our baby. How odd it is to think that, to feel the very small bump on my stomach and think, Harry and I made him.

I predicted the baby was a boy. Harry wanted a girl. Whereas I wanted a boy to look like Harry, Harry wanted a girl to look like me.

I moved in with Harry so that he could sleep at night. That's right, Harry had been losing sleep over me and our baby.

The total of the letters was one thousand and forty. Then they stopped when I moved in with Harry.

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**Three Months Later**

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I was five months pregnant and that meant ultrasound time. Harry would be there, of course, but I just hoped that everything would be fine.

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"Hello, Alexa!" I heard a little voice yell. As I looked around, tiny arms wrapped around me. It was Viola.

"Hi there, Violin! What are you doing here...in the parking lot?" I looked around for Mrs. Hamilton. Mr. Hamilton had died a few years before.

"Oh, this is my hospital where I go to get my chemo-therapy! Guess what, Alexa?!" She bounced up and down. I opened my mouth to speak, but she couldn't wait. "The cancer's gone! They just want to triple-check, that's why I'm really here! Mom is so happy! Hey, Mom! Over here, with Alexa—I mean Ms. Richards!"

Mrs. Hamilton walked over and that's when Viola recognized Harry.

"OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! IT'S YOU!!!!" she yelled. Harry didn't seem to mind. Later he would tell me that she expected to die young, so seeing a member of a famous band probably never occurred to her that it could happen.

Harry signed some things for Viola while Mrs. Hamilton and I chatted. Then we went inside.

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Twins. I was having twins.

You're just a small bump unborn, in four months you're brought to life,
You might be left with my hair, but you'll have your mother's eyes,
I'll hold your body in my hands, be as gentle as I can,
But for now you're scan of my unmade plans,A small bump in four months you're brought to life

I'll whisper quietly, I'll give you nothing but truth,

If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you

You are my one and only.
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.
Oh, you are my one and only.
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.
And you'll be alright.

Oh, you're just a small bump unknown, you'll grow into your skin.
With a smile like hers and a dimple beneath your chin.
Finger nails the size of a half grain of rice,
And eyelids closed to be soon opened wide
A small bump, in four months you'll open your eyes.

I'll whisper quietly, I'll give you nothing but truth,

If you're not inside me, I'll put my future in you

You are my one and only.
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.
Oh, you are my one and only.
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.
And you'll be alright.

And you can lie with me,
With your tiny feet
When you're half asleep,
I'll leave you be.
Right in front of me
For a couple weeks
So I can keep you safe.

'Cause you are my one and only.
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.
You are my one and only.
You can wrap your fingers round my thumb and hold me tight.
And you'll be alright.

'Cause you were just a small bump unborn for four months then torn from life.
Maybe you were needed up there but we're still unaware as why.

-"Small Bump" by Ed Sheeran