Royal Baby

39 weeks

Harry's Pov:

Today I am leaving on a three day Royal tour to Dublin Ireland for a few banquets, but I don't want to leave.

Amelia is 39 weeks and 3 days pregnant with our baby and I want to be here when she goes into labor.

I am currently packing 2 Tuxedo's and 4 days of clothing for lounging around the hotel room.

After a few hours of packing William , Kate, George and their little one Charlotte are here to see me off.

" Babe, I don't want to go." I tell Amelia complaining

" Henry Charles Albert David Mountbatten-Windsor, You told your Granny that you would go on this tour 3 months ago. She is counting on you and if you don't fly there I will kick your arse so far you won't need the plane." Amelia tells me

" Fine. I'll go, but I am going to call you every 6 hours though." I tell Amelia

I kiss Amelia's lips and his her large but still growing baby bump and make my way to William and his family.

" Bye, Georgie." I tell him picking him up

" Where are you going Uncle Harry?" Georgie asks me

" I have to go to Ireland for work." I tell him

" When will you be back?" He asks me

" In 3 days." I tell him

" That's too long." He tells me whining

" I be back before you know it." I tell him

I turn to Kate who is holding Charlotte and kiss Charlotte and hug Kate then I turn towards William.

" Can you keep an eye on Amelia for me? If anything changes and Amelia starts feeling contractions or her water breaks call me." I tell William

" Alright." William tells me

I exit the house and get in the car that will take me to the airport.

I know that this chapter is a little shorter than what you would have liked but I promise you that the next chapter will be a little longer.