Soft Side

Chapter thirty-seven

Dear Diary,

Today marks the twelfth week of the pregnancy. This means the baby is currently the size of a lime.

"Today's the day" Harry beams, taking my hand into his as we walk out of the tour bus and into the mini bus with Becky, everybody grinning at what was happening. I wore another one of Harry's baggy shirts and some leggings, just in case we happened to be spotted on our little adventure.

"I know" I said quietly, Becky simply nodding as the mini bus began to move. Harry's hand never leaving mine but simply squeezing it a tiny bit tighter as I smiled at him, his hand moving to my larger bump and rubbing it gently. I was showing more now and it was getting increasingly harder to hide it. I sigh softly, looking out of the window as trees and streets passed. We were in London, just before the first show in the Capital. Where my home with Becky and now Harry was.

We arrived at the location for today's adventures. The Hospital. It was scan day. I walked in between Becky and Harry, glad to have my two favourite people there. Becky was coming for support but had agreed to let myself and Harry head into the room by ourselves to have the most amazing moment aside from the birth. I sit in the chairs outside of the room, staring at the bright white wall in front of me. Everything seemed so surreal, knowing I was having Harry's baby in a short six months and that both of our lives were going to change drastically.

"Styles" the nurse almost questions outside of the door as I smile softly, standing with Harry. I hug Becky tightly before heading into the room with Harry, laying myself on the bed and sliding my top up. Harry pulled the chair from under the window, positioning it as close to the bed as he possibly could so he didn't miss a single moment. The nurse explained that the gel was going to be cold, my hand sliding into Harry's as I smile softly, linking my fingers with his. Everything about him was amazing. From the long eyelashes caging his bright green eyes to the rings on every one of his long fingers.

The scanner on the machine was brought to my stomach, the nurse pressing it down and moving it around. My eyes stayed locked with Harry's until she began to speak. "And here," she began "is your-"

Baby.

There on the screen clear as day in black and white was the image of our baby. The small baby growing in my body. My eyes filled with tears, looking at Harry who had a couple already falling down his cheeks. I'd never seen him so happy before. The nurse turned the sound up. The sound of a heart beat filled the room. The tears now spilling from my eyes as I found Harry's hand, holding it tightly.

This was our baby's heart beat.

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I walked out of the room with Harry, holding his hand tightly with the white envelope in his other hand, encasing the scan photos to show everybody later. "Is everything okay?" Becky panicked, jumping up from her seat as I smile, nodding my head.

"Everything's perfect" I say softly, noticing her watching Harry who was still wiping tears from his eyes. He was emotional since I had told him he was going to be a dad. Like he had been given everything he had ever wanted.

We made our way to the cafe at the hospital, my body sitting beside Becky as Harry went to get us all a drink. I smile at her as she looks up from her phone. "You've been very close to Louis lately" I say softly as she looks at me confused.

"It's just since this whole relationship with me and Niall. It's like we don't know how to act like just friends anymore since we got so used to pretending to be together so I've just kind of begun to cling to Louis while I haven't got you since you've been so busy making and growing a baby with Harry" she laughs, almost whispering the last part so nobody heard in case it made it to the papers.