Forever And Always - A Harry Styles Fan Fiction

Chapter Twenty Six

Chapter 26

Your POV

It's been just over 18 weeks since I told Harry I was pregnant and it's been going great. We went for our first scan a few months ago and saw our babies heartbeat through the ultrasound, which was one of the most special moments of our lives. Today we are due for another appointment, and we are both really excited. I heave myself out of bed, and walk over to the wardrobe, pulling out a loose navy summer dress and slipping it over my large tummy. I stare at myself in the mirror, running my hands over my large hips and thighs in disgust. I know I'm pregnant, but I look awful, and feel like an elephant. I miss my tall lean legs and my small butt, and the way Harry would be able to wrap his arms all the way around my waist and pick me up. I've been so emotional lately, maybe I'm over thinking this, but I have never felt so uncomfortable with my appearance. A single tear falls from my eye and slides down my cheek. I wipe it away and continue to stare at myself in horror, when I feel two strong arms snake their way around my tummy.

"Stop that, (Y/N). I can see what you're thinking. Don't. You're beautiful." He coos in my ear, his warm breath against my neck as we both look at ourselves in the mirror.

"Don't call me that Harry." I whisper, looking down at the floor, "Im enormous."

He puts his hands on my shoulders and spins me around to face him, titling my head up to look me in the eyes.

"(Y/N) look at me. You're not enormous, you're pregnant. You are just as beautiful as the day I first met you, except this time, you're carrying my baby. Our baby. Please don't be sad baby, i hate seeing you so upset. I love you so much." Harry says, pulling me into his arms and squeezing me tightly. I close my eyes and rest my head on his shoulder.

"Thank you baby. I love you too." I smile, to thankful for him.

"Now let's go. Don't want to be late like last time!" He grins, winking at me. I roll my eyes and smile, picking up my coat. He opens the door for me and walks me out to the car, helping me in.

"Thanks babe." I smile, as he kisses my cheek and shuts the door for me. We arrive at the doctors and walk hand in hand into the room, as Harry helps me into the special gown.

"Good morning Harry and (Y/N)! How we doing?" The doctor calls happily as he walks into the room, sliding on a pair of gloves.

"Great thank you! Baby's doing well too. No problems so far." I say happily, Harry grinning at me from ear to ear.

"That's great! Let's have a little look at the baby shall we?" The doctor asks, squeezing some cool gel onto my tummy. Harry takes my hand and squeezes it gently, giving me a reassuring smile. We both turn to the screen, and sure enough there is our little baby, alive and well. I gasp and squeeze Harry's hand a little tighter, as he leans over and kisses my forehead, grinning.

"It seems the baby is doing just fine. You too are great parents already!" The doctor chuckles to himself, Harry and I exchanging proud faces.

"Would you like to know the sex of the baby?" He asks. I turn to Harry and shrug.

"What do you think baby? It's up to you." I ask, stroking his hand. Harry looks me deep in the eyes for a long while, thinking it over.

"I say we wait." He says suddenly. "Let's make it a surprise. Is that ok with you babe?" He asks.

"That's perfect." I smile, kissing him softly on the lips.

"No problems. Well, you two are going great. I'll see you again in a month." The doctor says, taking down a few notes on his clipboard before leaving the room as Harry helps me out of the chair and into my clothes. We make our way out to the car, when suddenly paparazzi swoon in on us, snapping pictures at every angle. Usually I'm pretty used to all the flashes and yelling, but as I'm so pregnant my body is easily shaken. The bright lights and all the pushing, shoving and yelling are just too much for me to handle right now.

"MOVE!" Harry yells as he tries to push them away from me. My head starts throbbing and all the lights and shapes around me start to go fuzzy. I feel Harry put his arm around my waist and help me to walk, as they throw question after question at us.

"CAN'T YOU SEE SHE IS PREGNANT? HAVE SOME RESPECT!" Harry yells at the top of his lungs, furious. We eventually make it to the car, Harry helping me in and shutting the door before turning around and picking a camera man up by his collar and shoving him away from my window. He slides into the driving seat and starts the car, screaming off down the road, scattering paparazzi everywhere.

"You ok baby? I'm so sorry." He says concerned, taking my hand in his and rubbing it.

"Yes, I'm ok now. Thanks baby." I smile weakly, still a bit shaky.

"You're so strong baby girl. I love you so much." He smiles, raising my hand to his lips and kissing it.

"I love you too Haz." I grin.

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