"Of course!" I said. It was impossible to lie to Harry or hurt him because of his charm. We started packing right away and got into the private jet. A million thoughts were racing through my head. I walked into the bathroom with my bags and locked the door. I turned on the shower water but opened one of my bags. I grabbed a pregnancy test and started it. Instead of waiting for 10 minutes straight, I hopped in the shower. I dried off and got dressed. Matching up the lines on the box with the ones on the test, I began crying. Soon I heard Harry's voice through the door.
"Babe, is everything OK? I heard crying and rushed over!" He said, out of breath.
I opened the door and showed him the test. This was it. Now is when Harry tells the pilot to turn around because he can't do this.
He wiped away my tears with my thumb and squeezed me in tight.
"We're gonna be parents!" I barely made out.
Harry knelt down and put an ear up to my stomach.
"Nothing." He said, frustrated.
I couldn't help but chuckle at his actions. He kissed my belly and folded my shirt back down. He picked me up bridal style and carried me back to his seat. I sat in his lap as Harry called every contact in his phone. Except his family in England, because we'd be seeing them any minute now. Her rocked me to sleep as he sang Don't Let Me Go. In his arms I felt so happy, safe, and almost baby like.

Notes

Emmmmm????? (: