One month later
I'm so exited! The guys are coming home for the weekend. They only have about a month left on their tour, but have a short break and they decided to come home, even though it will be a short visit. I'm so happy, I long for Harry so much right now. I feel so much better with this pregnancy now, no more sickness – thank god! – and my parents have gotten used to the idea of being grandparents now, even planning a trip here to England when we get back from our holiday after the tour. I was a little shocked when they told me, since my mother is so afraid of flying, but she said that she needed to practice, since she were going to have a grandchild in England. That made me so happy. I've also gotten somewhat used to the thought of having a baby, I don't think it will feel real until she or he will be here, but I feel so much better.

I also long to show Harry my little baby bump, it's not big at all, but if I'm naked or use a tight top, it shows a little bump at the bottom of my stomach. I love it so much, wanting it to grow even more. I can't keep my hand from caressing my stomach now and then, but I have to remind myself not to do it when I'm outside, not wanting the paparazzi to capture me doing it.

“Hey, you ready?” Eleanor peeks her head through my door with a smile. She's driving us to the airport to pick the guys up. Danielle is driving her car too, so they all can come home. We've planned a dinner for tonight for all of us, me and Eleanor have been cooking for the last couple of days. But now I just want to see my man.

“I'm ready!” I say as I walk over to the door, picking my purse up on the way. Finally I don't have to use my crutches anymore. I still can't run or walk too far, but I can manage without them doing normal thinks. I've explained my situation to Jack also, I met him as I got back from Charlotte. He knew what happened with the accident and everything, but now I needed to tell him about the pregnancy and that I won't come back to work for a very long time. Right now I can't manage it with my leg and when that's healed I will be heavily pregnant and then have a little baby. Thankfully he understood and was very happy for me, wishing me luck and told me to call when I get off parental leave.

This means though that I have a lot of free time. I'm not good with free time. I miss Harry even more when I do nothing at all. That's probably why Eleanor has been making me do different assignment, like this cooking thing. It's been fun, I'll admit. But I've also done something I'm not sure how Harry will feel about. I'm a little nervous to tell him.

We stand in the waiting area at the airport with Danielle, waiting for the guys. Perrie is in London today with her band, but will be back tonight. I'm wearing a loose-fitting blouse and my black jeans. They are sitting a little tight, soon I won't be able to wear them. That is so weird! Over that I have a black cardigan, it's become so much colder in the last couple of weeks. Fall is definitely here. My heart kick up a notch as I see Zayn turn the corner from the arrival area. I can't keep the grin from forming on my face as Harry turns the corner too. He's wearing grey pants and a white long sleeved shirt, his hair pulled back with a grey bandana, looking way too hot.

I wish that I could run, if I could I would run over to him, but I can't. So I walk over to him slowly, feeling pain in my leg from standing too much today, and wrap my arms around his neck. He burry his face in my hair and hold me tight. We stand like that for a long while, him slowly rocking me back and forth.

“I will rip that blouse right off of you as soon as we get out of here.” He whispers in my ear, making me snicker. I've been teasing him about my baby bump that he hasn't seen yet. The news about the baby has definitely settled with him too, he's been so happy about it and talk about it all the time. He sends pictures of cribs and toys and whatnot that he finds online. So sweet!

“Let's go.” Eleanor say from behind me and I pull away from Harry. He puts an protective arm around me as we walk out to the waiting paparazzi. It's insane how they always know where the guys are. Thankfully the car is right outside and me and Harry jump into the back. Harry is playing with my hand the whole way home, giving me butterflies.

“See you at six?” Eleanor say as they leave the elevator.

“Yes, see you then.” I say with a smile and she winks at me. Talk about weird, knowing exactly what they are going to do. No way that after not seeing each other in a month is Louis and Eleanor playing cards...right? I shake my head to get that image out of my mind. The elevator stops at our floor and we walk to our door and finally he is home.

Harry walk into the bedroom with his bag and pulls me along with him. He is very exited, almost bouncing as I go over to stand by the bed.

“Show me.” He says, making a lifting movement with his hands for me to get my blouse up. I snicker at his eagerness as I pull it over my head. He stands there silent, watching my stomach with a grin. He takes the few steps over to put his hands on it and I flinch from his cold hands. He ignores it and gets down on his knees, kissing my little bump before he looks up at me. I smile down on him, braiding my hand in his hair. I pull at his hair to show that I want him up with me, when he stands up I wrap my arms around him and connect our lips. I've missed the taste of him so much.

I push him towards the bed and he sits down as I start pulling his shirt off. He caresses my stomach and I throw his bandana on the floor, pulling my hands through his hair.

“Is it safe?” He ask, looking worried at me. I smile at him, leaning down so our heads are in the same level.

“I'm already pregnant, I can't get any more pregnant.” I say, snickering against his lips. He chuckles.

“I know that. I meant for the baby.” He say, stroking his hands over the bump.

“It's very safe in there, I promise you.” I say and attach my lips to his again. He pulls me down on the bed, hovering over me. Kissing his way down to my neck as his hands cup my breast. I moan load, the sensation so much intensified. I've missed this too much and all the hormones have made me wet already. I'm so ready for him. I start to unbutton his pants and pull them down to his thighs, he helps me the rest of the way. He stands on his knees to pull my jeans off and I unbutton my bra and throw it away at the same time. He gives me a thrilling smile as he looks down at me, giving me butterflies by his gaze. He leans down to lock out tongues together while he grinds against me, making me moan. I can clearly feel his erection against my core and the longing is too strong. I run my nails over his back and he groans into my mouth.

“Please!” I plead as he kisses right under my ear. I feel his smile against my skin before he pulls back and pull his boxers off along with my panties. He leans over to the bedside table, for a condom I guess. Old habits never dies!

“You don't need that.” I say, giving him a grin and he chuckles.

“Right!” He say leaning down over me again. I pull my hands through his hair as his hands run over my body. He teases me at my entrance, making me irritated.

“Styles!” I groan out. He smile down at me before pushing hard into me, making me scream loud with pleasure. Fuck! He moves fast as his teeth graze along my neck. I can't keep the moaning from my mouth, I almost scream every time he hits bottom. Wow! Being pregnant really has it's ups! The sensation of him is so much stronger. I can feel myself growing closer to my high, I can't stop it in any way and soon I scream out the orgasm as it hits. Harry grunts only a few moments later as I'm coming back from my high. He stills, still hovering over me and I have my arms around his neck. Both are breading heavy.

“Holy fuck!” I breath out, making him laugh, bobbing on top of me. “Oh, god! Don't do that. I'm gonna pee myself.” I say, as I feel my bladder tightens by his laughter. That though makes him laugh harder. He pushes himself off of me and lay laughing beside me. I snicker at him before going up to go to the bathroom.

As I get back out, he's still laying on the bed smiling. He looks me up and down as I walk over to the bed to crawl up beside him. He wraps an arm around me and kisses my nose.

“You look amazing.” He say, stroking his and over my little bump, watching my eyes. I smile, the happiness coming deep from within me.

“I did something.” I say hesitant, looking at his chest. “I don't know if you're gonna like it.” I look up into his eyes with a worried expression and his brows are pulled together.

“What did you do?” He wonders, sounding a little uncertain. I hesitate before standing up, I'm so nervous, what if he doesn't like it?

“Come.” I say and pull his hand, then I lead him to the walk in closet that's linked to the bedroom. I take a deep breath before opening the door. We usually have the walls filled with shelves and clothes in here, but I moved it to the closet in the hall. I have taken everything out and painted the walls white. Other than that, it's empty except for one photo frame with the first sonogram of our little baby. I didn't know if Harry would be mad at me for doing this. Maybe he wanted to make the decision or decide to move somewhere else all together, I don't know. I turn to look at Harry who is looking at me with a huge grin, leaning down to kiss me as soon as I turn around.

“Why wouldn't I like it?” He say as he leans back to look at me.

“I don't know. Maybe you wanted to do it yourself or not have it here...I don't know.” I ramble, looking down feeling a little bewildered. My emotions really are all over the place.

“I love it. You can do whatever you want in our apartment.” He say and push my chin up. “This is your place too. And the baby's room is perfect here.” He say and kiss me softly.

“I saved the rest for when you get home. We can buy furnitures and maybe even paint it another color if you want.” I smile at him, the thought of decorating the room gives me chills. I wonder so much if it's going to be a girl or a boy.

“Sounds good.” He say and kiss me again. “We should get going if we're going to make it to six.” He say and I sigh. I really want to see the other guys too, but I never want to leave Harry naked. It can't get better than this, standing naked with him in our future child's room.

Notes

I actually smiled the whole time i wrote this chapter! :D
Hope you like it as much as me!?

xx.