Page’s POV

“This place is amazing!” I squealed as we unlocked the door to our hotel room.

It was massive and looked more like a penthouse than a hotel room. It was that large that it took up the whole top floor of the hotel building which meant we had complete privacy.

This was going to be amazing!

“I’ll take it from here.” Harry stated from behind me as he tipped the bellboy and pulled our suitcases in the direction of the bedroom.

I happily skipped behind him and squealed again when I saw the size of the bed in the middle of the room.

My god it was huge! I didn't even know they made beds that big!

“Look at that bed Harry! You could nearly fit ten people in there!” I gasped and he chuckled as he dropped the suitcases in the corner and walked over to me to wrap his arms around me from behind.

“Well it’s just you and me baby, and I still expect you to cuddle me at night.” I felt my cheeks flush as I turned around to face him.

“No matter how big the bed, I would still cuddle you.” I kissed the tip of his nose before squirming my way out of his grip and bouncing onto the bed.

“It’s so bouncy!” I cheered as I flopped around the bed.

Harry’s face visibly paled as he watched me.

I slowed down and jumped to the edge of the bed making Harry scurry to stand in front of me.

“What’s wrong Harry? Come jump on the bed with me.” I held my hand out for him but he shook his head and pulled me into his chest so he could help me down.

“Please be careful Page. You have to think of the baby too.” He rubbed his hand over my slight baby bump like he does a lot of the time making my eyebrows furrow.

“Harry, the baby is the size of your hand-“ I removed his hand from my stomach and looked at it before continuing my sentence.

“Well maybe not your hand because they're scarily large but my hand. I am careful and the baby will be fine.” I held my hand up to his chest and felt his heart start to relax as he looked down at my small dainty hand.

“Just promise me you’ll try to take it easy this week okay? You’re nearly three months along meaning your first trimester is almost over. Things will start getting harder as time goes on.”

I loved how protective he was being but it’s hard adjusting to the idea of including someone else in our decision making.

I'm used to it just being Harry and I.

“I’ll try and take it easy.” I half smiled and his face broke out in a huge grin.

I didn't want to be babied just because I was pregnant.

I was still capable of being my normal self but suddenly Harry seemed to think I needed constant protection.

He would probably wrap me in bubble wrap if I let him.

“Don’t frown Page.” Harry whispered and peppered my lips with little kisses.

“Harry I don’t want you to change the way you treat me just because I'm carrying your child.” I mumbled as I pushed his face away from mine.

“I promise baby that as long as you’re safe then everything will stay the same.”

“Okay.” I breathed out and watched as his eyes lit up again.

“I have something else to show you.” He quickly grabbed my hand and lead me over to the large wardrobe.

I gasped over dramatically as I took in the sight in front of me.

Princesses dresses!

Rows and rows of them!

“Harry…” I whispered without taking my eyes of the racks of dresses.

“They’re all for you. Obviously we’ll have to get them shipped back to London but I want you to pick one out for dinner tonight.”

My eyes were actually watery at the sight of all the sparkly dresses in front of me.

I loved dressing up in princess dresses but I haven’t done that many photo shoots that were really fancy so I'm beyond happy right now.

“They’re so beautiful.” I whispered as I looked up at Harry.

“Beautiful dresses for a beautiful princess.” He smiled and pulled me closer to connect our lips.

I have a feeling this holiday was going to be absolutely prefect.

Notes

Hope you liked it! xx

- Kass