Behind The Marriage

Best Husband Award - Part 18

A month had passed since you found out about your pregnancy. You and Harry still hadn't told anyone the news yet, you were waiting another month or so before telling your families. Even though you both agreed on waiting, it was super hard to keep the news to yourselves. Especially, when Harry would pay a little too much attention to your still non-existent baby bump. And whenever you two went out to run errands, he always found his way to the baby section of every store.

"I'm sorry! It's just so exciting!" He smiled.

"I know it is, but what if you get papped buying all this baby stuff? People will start to talk and then our mothers are going to fucking livid that we haven't told them anything," you stated.

"True... but I've got plenty of friends who have babies... I could easily be buying something for them," he said.

"So, you're telling me, if your Mother asked you straight out about if you were buying the baby things for us, you wouldn't tell her the truth?" You asked raising an eyebrow.

"I uh... I would try not... to..." he said innocently.

You rolled your eyes, "Anyway, we just need to lay low with all the baby stuff right now. Especially since we still have plenty of time to get everything."

"I know, I know, but I just... I see all the cute little onesies and toys and I can't help it," he groaned.

"You're really adorable, you know that," you smiled wrapping your arms around him.

He blushed smiling looking down at you, "I'm just... I really fucking happy. Like I've never been this happy in my entire life. Knowing that we're having a baby is even better than being up on stage."

'I love you," you smiled.

"I love you too," he smiled. "And... you..." he smiled kneeling down and pressing a kiss to your belly.

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You were slowly getting over the morning sickness as the days and weeks went by, which you were thankful for. However, since you weren't feeling nauseous, you were feeling hungry most of the time. And your cravings... your cravings were starting to flare up as well.

It was almost two in the morning when you snuck out of bed and went down to the kitchen. Your stomach was rumbling and you wanted something to eat, but you didn't know what you wanted. You looked through the pantry, the cabinets, and the fridge, yet nothing stood out to you.

"What are you doing?" Harry yawned walking into the kitchen, scratching his bare stomach.

"Oh? Did I wake you?" You asked.

"Well, when you're banging around downstairs, yeah," he laughed.

You blushed, "Sorry."

He laughed, "So, why are you up?"

"I'm hungry... but there's nothing here that I want," you groaned.

"And what is it that you want?" He asked.

"I don't know," you groaned. "That's the fucking point. We have a fully stocked kitchen and nothing.."

"Do you want me to go out and get something?" He asked.

"No, I won't ask you to do that. It's 2am," you said.

"I don't mind," he said. "Let me go put on some clothes and you can figure out what you want and I'll go get it."

"Are you sure?" you asked.

"Baby, I'm sure," he smiled. "So pick anything you want. I'll be right back."

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About an hour later, you were in your bedroom eating your third slice of veggie pizza.

"Hm.. this is so fucking good," you groaned. "You're the best husband ever."

He laughed looking at you, "I'm happy you're enjoying it."

"Thank you so much. I promise this won't happy again," you said with a mouth full.

"There's still like eight months left in your pregnancy, love, I have a feeling there may be a few more times," he smiled.

"Probably," you giggled. "Okay, I think I'm good now."

He smiled taking the box of leftover pizza to the kitchen and putting in the fridge.

"Hm, that really hit the spot," you said patting your stomach.

Harry yawned making his way back into the bedroom.

"I'll make breakfast," you said. "That way you can sleep in."

"You're already thinking about breakfast?" He laughed.

"Hey, I was just saying..." you said.

He shook his head with a laugh and climbed into the bed. He wrapped his arms around you putting his hand over your belly. He started singing softly with a big smile on his face. You smiled watching and listening to him while running your hands through his hair before you both finally fell back to sleep again. 

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