DECEMBER 16, 2019
3 DAY BEFORE LONDON PERFORMANCE
Ariana's POV"Harry! Ariana!"
"Harry Styles!"
"It's Harry and Ari!"
The amount of flashing lights and screams were giving me a headache. I held onto Harry's arm tightly as he held Elle in his other arm. You would think I'm stable enough to handle the paparazzi and screaming fans, but it gets tiring sometimes and you just want to have a normal day for once.
I knew Harry and Elle wanted to talk to as many fans as possible, but we were on a tight schedule and I was literally about to throw up my guts.
"Almost there, baby," Harry whispered under his breath.
"Hi!" Elle shouted happily. I could sense her waving and smiling at everyone as she passed them. She's like Harry; bubbly and loves people. But for me, you'd have to catch me on a really good day to be as bubbly as them (when I'm pregnant).
Once we made it on the plane I ran straight for the bathroom— this was something I didn't miss while being pregnant.
After I finished my business, I took the medicine my doctor gave me and drank literally almost five glasses of orange juice. They were small glasses, okay?
"I think you're worse this time," Harry laughed taking my hand in his, pressing his lips to it.
"I did not miss this part," I laughed weakly.
I fell asleep soon after then and ten hours later we landed in London. I took Elle in my arms this time as we got off the plane, she was still asleep.
When we walked out of the airport I realized we never ordered a car.
"Harry!" I whined. "You didn't remind me to order a car."
"I did it on purpose, love," Harry grinned and took Elle from my arms. I gave him a confused look and he nodded his head at something behind me.
When I turned around, I saw my best friend in the whole world— Gemma Styles.
"GEM!" I shouted happily and ran over to her and we collided into a tight hug.
I haven't seen her in so long because of everything going on— a year to be exact.
"I've missed you, sis!" Gemma smiled as she let go of our hug and looked at my face.
"I've missed you too!" I said a tear falling down my face. "Where's Anne?"
"She's at the house, she was getting y'all's rooms ready and sent me to come pick you three up," Gemma smiled, Harry now entering the picture with a grumpy Elle.
"Hey, Elle!" Gemma smiled taking Elle into her arms.
"Hey Aunt Shelly," Elle giggled making Gemma rolled her eyes playfully.
We don't really understand why she calls Gemma that, it's sort of a joke she made up herself and messes around with her about it. Usually, she only greets Gemma like that and then starts calling her Aunt Gemma.
"Let's head out before everyone starts showing up," Harry smiled, an arm slithering around my waist.
We left the airport then and left to Anne's house. When we got there Anne greeted us at the door.
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