Tummy fat

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The next morning, Harry and I went back home, I was glad we had already had the baby room done. It was a nice baby blue colour, with little stickers of Toy Story on the walls; Liam’s idea. Harry and I ha already moved out, back into the little apartment we had before he left me. It felt so nice to be back. I had never sold it because I would come for recent visits, reminding me of what was once the best place ever. Now I guess it still is.

I walked up to our room and laid down on the bed, now I have tummy fat. Great, I’m gonna have to work that one off.

“Hello, love!” Harry came and jumped next to me.

“Harry, I have tummy fat!” I whined

“You sounded like a 5 year old who’s mum didn’t let them get a lollipop.” He laughed, “But who cares, it’s a memory and you’re still beautiful.”

“Ehh, I’m still going to the gym!” I sighed “I just want him home.”

“So do I babe, but he’s getting better. What happened to your ‘thinking positive’ self?”

“I have no idea, I guess she’s coming back once I know Isaac is alright.” I smiled at him

“Until then…” He smirked and pressed his lips on mine, he then moved and towered over me.

He parted from my lips and moved them to my neck, sucking on my sweet spot; most likely leaving a hickey. (love bite) His hands made their way down under my shirt and trailed up to my sides, drawing light circles on my sides.

My hands moved under his shirt and I traced his abbs. He started unbuttoning my jeans when I stopped him, “Harry, please no.” I said as I sat up.

“I-I’m sorry, I just- ARGH I’m sorry.” He said before storming out of the bedroom.

“Harry?” I called out, running out the door after him. I knew where he would be; the backyard. It’s his own little place next to the garden.

“Harry, babe” He turned around at my call and ran up to me then hugged me.

“I’m so so so so so so so so so so so sorry, Jess, I swear I didn’t mean to. I just-“

“Harry, its fine. I just want to wait a little, a few months. After I burn that tummy fat!” I giggled and he laughed aswell.

Harry picked me up bridal style and walked me back to our room, laying me down on the bed he kissed me with a small peck. He came and lay down next to me, nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck.

“You’re cute.” I smirked.

“I try my best,” he replied “but only for you.”

“You’re like a little puppy!” I said while I ruffled up his hair.

He kissed my neck once and I could feel him smile into the kiss. “I love you” He said

“I love you too.” I smiled and wrapped my arms around him.

For those few moments we were just cuddling, he would often kiss my nose and it would send chills down my spine. Harry got up to call my parents and tell them about Isaac, the boys already knew because they came with Harry to the hospital. At this very moment, I was reading my notes to Harry that I had written in the diary. I have kept it forever; the last one I wrote was ages ago, saying that I had him back.

Welcome to the Family, Isaac. Xoxo

Is all I wrote, attaching a picture of Isaac the doctors had gotten for me because I couldn’t go in the room to see him and take one for myself.

I was closing the diary when I heard Harry clear his throat, “Oh sorry.” I said, closing the diary fully and shoving it back in the bedside table drawer. “No, it’s fine, love.” He replied, sitting on the bed and holding my hand.

“I’m so glad to have you back you know?” I blurted out, staring into his beautiful eyes.

“And I regret ever leaving you, it will never happen again. I Promise.”

He promised…

Ok, I would like to thank each and every one of you who is reading this. Please tell me if you are hating it or loving it, thanks.

Xoxo

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