give a little

tour

arias POV:
the party went by fast, but i was feeling sick. i didnt want to drink just in case what harry said meant anything.
"niall im not feeling good, im going up to your room"
"sure thing ari"
he rubbed my head because he was very drunk. i walked upstairs and laid on his bed and let my pounding headache settle. i rubbed my temples and sighed. the nausea was creeping in. there was a knock on the door then a whisper.
'aria?'
i got up and unlocked the door. i swung it open and harry stood up straight. i let him in then locked the door again.
"i dont want drunk people coming up here to have sex so im locking it"
he nodded and pulled me into a hug.
"i dont feel good"
"i know baby"
he laid on the bed with me and put his hand on my stomach and rubbed small circles.
"what if im pregnant again?"
"what do you mean?"
"will you still love me?"
"of course i would!"
"but ill be all moody and needy"
"so?"
i shrugged
"look aria, i went into this relationship with you knowing everything that could happen. if i wasnt sure i wouldnt have met you at the club and continued talking to you. i love you every which way and nothing will stop that."
i kissed him and my phone buzzed.
'sexy beast: u ok?'
sexy beast was niall. he changed it in my phone
'yea my stomach just hurts'
'ok well rest'
maybe he wasnt as drunk as i thought. harry continued to rub circles on my stomach which soothed me.

later that night ~

i went home with harry and took a test. two lines.
i showed harry and he hugged me tight.
"this was meant to happen."

20 weeks later
5 months.
were in Australia now, yes i decided to go on tour with the boys again. and theyve been amazing and super helpful and they never push my buttons or they get it. its super hot here all the time so i never get any sleep because of the heat which makes me super cranky. especially today. it was gonna be over 100 degrees and im gonna die. i barely got any sleep so i was up at my usual 6:30. harry groaned and rolled over to the other side of the bed. i put on some pj shorts and a top. i slept with close to nothing because of how hot i get.
stupid heat and pregnancy.
i walked into the kitchen/living room on the bus and luckily mark was up so i had someone to talk to. normally the boys got up at 7:30.
"good morning mark"
i said as i poured myself some coffee. i sat at the table.
"what time did you wake up?"
"around 6"
"jeez mark thats early"
"yeah i know but i can never get sleep when i miss my family"
"go facetime them!"
"i never have time"
"do it now!"
"you sure?"
i raised an eyebrow.
"positive."
louis walked out of the bunk area. he rubbed his eyes and sat down.
"im tireddddd"
he groaned
"tell me about it"
he laughed.
"so when are you figuring out the gender?"
"next week"