We are finally back in London, in my house; thank god. It was the day of my first check-up. I looked at Harry from my closet, he looked so peaceful… Oh well, he’s had enough sleep.
“Babe, get up, we’re gonna be late!” I hit Harry with a pillow.
Harry grunted and rolled of the bed, “Babe, why the pillow?” He groaned and slumped on the floor like a sloth.
“Unless you want to be late to your baby’s first check-up, then I’d get off you lazy but and get in the car.” I smirked; he immediately stood up and pulled on his jeans, trying so hard to get them on too quickly. He ran out the door, only him.
I walked outside my room and saw Harry already ready with the keys in his hands.
“Let’s go see junior Styles!” He screamed and picked me up bridal style, bolting towards the car. Once we were finally in the car, he sped off.
“You have told management, right?”
His hands gripped tightly on the steering wheel as he focused on the road.
“Babe…?”
“Not yet…”
“Harry,” I gripped his knee, “You’re gonna have to tell them soon.”
“I know, but what if they take the baby away from us.”
“I won’t’ let them Haz, they’re gonna have to except it either way.”
“You’re right, I’ll call Simon after the check-up and I’ll have the boys to back me up.”
“We’ll get through this, we’re a team.” I smiled and watched the grin form on his face.
After 5 more minutes of driving, we finally arrived at the hospital. I was so glad it was close to our home. Harry hopped out of the car and came around to my side, and opened the door.
“What a gentlemen.” I grinned and got a wink in return.
“It’s my job, babe.”
We walked inside the hospital doors and I was overwhelmed by the smell. You may think I’m weird, but I love the smell of hospitals. They calm me down. Maybe that’s what they planned on doing, because if you’re in a hospital and most of the time for not a good reason so I would expect the hospital to have a calm scent to it.
“Hello, we’re here for an ultrasound.” I was knocked out of my thoughts with Harry’s angelic voice talking to the desk lady.
“Oh, name please.”
“Jess Smith” I smiled at her; she nodded awkwardly and told us to sit in the waiting room. She’s probably thinking ‘Pregnant teens these days…’ I couldn’t blame her though…
A few minutes later my name was called and I gripped onto Harry’s hand, intertwining it with mine. We made our way to the room and I sat down on the bed as Harry stood next to me. Seconds later a bright doctor walked through the door, “Hello, I’m Mr Dickens, and I’ll be your doctor for the next few checkups.” He smiled brightly causing me to smile back.
“Do you mind me asking a few questions?” I shook my head ‘no’ in response and he started with the questions.
“Do you have morning sickness?”
“Yes, but it stopped I think last week.”
“Ok, well that’s coming back soon.” DAMN “Do you have any unusual pains?”
“Uhm, not that I know of.”
“And, for records, I would need to know the father.”
“Harry Styles.” I smiled at him, squeezing Harry’s hand.
“Well if I’m not mistaken, I would guess Harry Styles; teen heart-throb from One Direction?” He raised an eyebrow and smirked.
“Yep, that’s my boy.”
“It’s great to see you two in love,” he smiled while walking over to grab a machine with chords and what not attached to it. “Could you just lay down and lift your shirt up? This is going to be cold” He said motioning towards the gel.
I did what I was told and prepared for the coldness of the gel, the gel was damn cold. After my skin got used to it, I looked up at the screen.
“It’s hard to see at this stage in your pregnancy, but there is definitely a baby in there.” He smiled, cleaning off the gel.
“It’s our baby.” Harry smiled looking down at me. I giggled and looked back at the doctor.
“If you could come back in 1 month or so that would be perfect,” He wheeled the machine back over to the corner “But if there are any problems please come back sooner.” He assured us and smiled, “I’ll leave you two alone.” He smirked and exited the room, closing the door behind us.
I grabbed the ultra sound prints off the table and looked at them.
“How about be start a baby book?” Harry asked, smiling at the prints.
“That’s a great idea, Haz.” I smiled back at him.
After Dr. Dickens excused us from the check-up, we made our way back to the boys flat.
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Fanfiction"We used to be best friends, but you just forgot about me, but i will never forget about you." Are the words Jessica Smith repeats everyday in her head. She faces the daily challenge of trying to forget her best friend, Harry Styles. It has just cro...
