Soft Side

Chapter thirty-eight

Dear Diary,

Today marks the sixteenth week of pregnancy. This means the baby is currently the size of an avocado.

"I'm not feeling the whole pink or blue" I say softly, smiling at my phone as I scroll through pinterest for ideas on what we could do to the baby's bedroom. I didn't want the stereotypical pink or blue and neither did Harry. Harry was all about equality and not stereotyping so we were looking for something neutral. "What about this?" I say to her, turning my phone to show her the photo of a grey room with white clouds on the walls. A white cot was against that wall as the other walls were painted white.

Becky grins, nodding eagerly at the photo before her. "You need to show Harry" she grins, clapping her hands happily as I smile, screenshotting it and sending it over to him. He was rehearsing for tonights show with the boys in the stadium, myself and Becky staying on the bus due to my back pains playing up today. "I can't believe we're here planning your baby's room" She sighs with a smile, locking her phone and standing up to change the film.

"Becks can you do me a favour?" I sigh, pouting as I grab the bottle of nail varnish from the table beside me. "Can you paint my toenails for me? Last time Harry tried to do it he almost painted my foot so I don't trust him to do it anymore" I sigh with a smile, remembering that one time he had tried to be sweet and it all went wrong.

She nods with a smile, placing the remote down after choosing another film and taking the bottle of blue nail varnish from my hands. I smile as she lifts my legs onto her lap, humming away to the tune of the film happily, painting my toenails without any fuss. She really was the greatest friend ever. "There" she says softly as I wiggle my toes in front of her. A laugh leaving her lips as I stand up, stretching out my back which showed my bump against my top, one that wasn't as baggy as people now knew about the baby, meaning I was able to show my bump off. "It's getting so much bigger every time I see it" She grins as I nodded happily, rubbing the bump on my stomach happily.

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I stood up with Becky, grabbing my handbag and walking off of the bus with Becky and heading towards the stadium. A few screams of fans were heard as I smile to them and wave, causing them to scream louder. Since Harry had told the fans about us having a baby, they wanted to speak to me and be involved with me like they were them. I head into the stadium, locating the dressing room and beginning to organise their clothes ready for tonight's show. I sing quietly to myself as well as to the baby growing in my body, smiling softly as I notice Harry curled up on the sofa with a book while the other boys messed around. I smiled even wider when I noticed what book it actually was.

A baby name book.

I waddle over slowly, smiling as I sit down beside him as he looks over, beaming at me and placing his hand on the bump happily and his lips to mine gently. "Having fun?" I smile as he nods happily.

"Of course, I'm finding a name for our little bean in there" he smiles, poking my stomach gently before picking the book back up and scanning the pages. "I've found a few that are quite cute but I know we have a while left until they're actually here but I'm just so excited and I don't know if its a boy or a girl and what if they don't love me or think I'm not there for them as much as I should be" He rants, beginning to panic as I turn his face towards me.

"Hey, calm down" I say softly as I smile gently. "Just calm down, you're going to be amazing" I say softly to him as he smiles slightly at me. "I promise, this baby is going to love you just as much as I do" I say softly to him, placing his hand back on the bump as he smiles gently, leaning down to press a gentle kiss to the home of his first child. A smile on both of our lips as he looks up at me. My phone vibrating, seeing Liam had tweeted a photo and tagged me in it. Sure enough, there on instagram with 520,000 likes in only a few seconds was a photo of me and Harry.

Harry's lips against my stomach and a smile on my lips as I look at him.

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I was sitting on the sofa as the boys did their warm ups, smiling at Harry who currently had his back to me. He ran over before he needed to go on, pressing a kiss to my lips and then one to my stomach. "Daddy needs to go and make lots of people happy, I'll be back soon" he whispers to the bump before running off to go and perform. A smile was on my lips as I stood up, waddling over to Becky and walking with her to the side of the stage. I breath out, sitting on one of the sound boxes at the side of the stage before pouting that I couldn't see. I waddled over to Paul, him nodding at me at my request causing Harry to look very confused at what was going on. He walked with me and Becky away from the stage, confusion still on Harry's face as I stand at the side of the runway, now almost in the crowd as he grins wider.

This gave me the chance to see what the fans saw, something I wanted to do before I had the baby and couldn't do this anymore. Harry grins, waving down to me as I wave back, reaching up to fist bump Niall as he reaches over the side of the stage to me. I grin, feeling a fan tap my shoulder. I turn around smiling at her as she asks for a hug. I happily give her a hug as she asks if she can have a photo quickly. I nod happily, assuring her there was no problem and smiling for the photo.

The boys finished the shows, running backstage as I grin at Harry as he runs over, picking me up and spinning me around. I laugh softly as he stands me down, placing his hands on the bump and his lips against mine as he smiles against them. I hum gently, noticing him pull away before his face falls. A weird feeling in my stomach as he instantly becomes panicked. "What was that?" He questions, nervous about the answer as my smile simply grows wider.

"That was your baby" I whisper, touching his hand as I feel it again. "That's your baby telling you that they're there" I say softly, smiling widely at him as he loses the frown and instead grins at me, spinning me around again. This was the happiest I had seen him all evening and I felt exactly the same way.

Our baby was letting us know that they were there and I couldn't be happier. I just wanted the next few months to hurry up so I could hold my baby in my arms with Harry, and give him something he had always wanted.

His own child.