Alison's POV

I was cooking chicken wok for me and Harry in my kitchen 'cause he'd be here soon. Yesterday he had promised to be there whenever I needed him and help me as much as he can from his busy schedule. We were going to take things slowly at first. But I was still just giving him a second change and if he messed up again there wouldn't be the third. Then I'd have to deal by my own.

As soon as I had set the table ready I heard someone on the front door. "Hi! What you've cooked? Smells delicious!" Harry yelled. I frowned and walked to the lobby. "How did you..." I started but he interrupted me as he dangled the keys infront of my face. "Oh, I forgot," I smiled. He kicked his shoes off and then snacthed me to his hug. I placed my arms carefully around him and he leaned his head backwards to look at me.

"How are you today?" he asked looking worried. "Fine, thanks," I said. Thank god I hadn't felt so sick in the mornings anymore. "I'm going to a doctor tomorrow," I added. "That's good. Erm... can I come with you?" Harry asked but I shook my head. "No, I just want to go by my own the first time... But ofcourse you'll come later," I said smiling. He looked a bit disappointed even though he tried to smile back at me. "Yeah, you know these days they got all the 3D stuff and you can actually see the baby very clearly," he said looking away from my eyes. The whole conversation felt unreal and I felt like it wasn't me talking. "Yeap, but let's go to eat," I changed the subject and he let me go from his hold.

We walked into the kitchen and he sat down. I served the food for both of our plates and we started eating. "Hmm, this is really good! You shouldn't have put so much effort," Harry hummed as he took the first bit. I rolled my eyes at him. "Learn to say 'thank you' after a compliment," he winked. "Well, it's not that special and it didn't take long to make it," I said and now it was his turn to roll his eyes. "Thank you," I sighed and he smiled widely. "Always so unassuming," he said shaking his head. I kept the conversation going about non important things to avoid the reason why he had come here to talk.

It was the thing between me and Harry that we could make a conversation about every little stupid thing that came to our minds. And we wouldn't judge each other. There were silence for a while as we both had finished our food. "You know that I told my mom... and she wants us to visit at home... as soon as we can," Harry started while eyeing me. "Have you ever eaten snails?" I asked trying to talk about something else. Harry sighed over dramatically. "We have to talk about this and tell everyone soon before you've got a huge belly and everyone is wondering why," he said but I cut him off. "I have and they're a bit slimy but pretty good actually," my plan didn't work this time as he just ingored me. "You know we have to tell this to my management and I bet they aren't happy but I don't care... 'Cause I'm having a child with you," he smiled so widely as he said the last sentence that I couldn't remember what I was going to say next. I had to swallow hard. Sometimes I just completely forgot that he was part of the world famous boy band 'cause he seemed so ordinary to me.

"Okay," I started breathing out slow. "I have almost the whole week free so we can go there any day you want," I said. He seemed to think for a second before opening his mouth to answer. "What about... today? We could stay over the night. 'Cause then I've got the press conference for the perfume the day after tomorrow," he explained. "Yeah, that sounds okay.. I hope the perfume is suitable for pregnant women 'cause I'm definitely gonna use it," I said smiling and stood up. "That was my priority," he chuckled and I started to move the dishes to the sink.

"Hey, let me do that," Harry stood up when I started to wash the plates. "I can do it by myself," I said with amused tone. He knew when I decided something I was not gonna do otherwise so he stepped back. He leaned against the kitchen island and watched me doing. "I've actually got my stuff so we don't have to visit at my place before we head to my mum's," he said after a minute and I raised my eyebrow at him. "So you had it already planned that we were gonna go there today?" I teased him acting annoyed. "Yeah... kind of... My mum didn't give me an other option really," he said slowly. "It's okay, Harry," I laughed and started to dry the dishes.

I almost dropped the plate I was holding when Harry hugged me from behind. "Don't scare me like that again!" I yelled and he rested his chin to my shoulder. I put the plate away and he took my hands on his and placed them to my stomach. I tensed up a bit and he noticed it. "It's okay, love," Harry whispered as I closed my eyes. He kept swaying me back and forth for a while his arms tight around me and I relaxed. He let my hands of his grip and slid them under my t-shirt. "A little tummy," he sighed while moving his hands on my stomach.

"Harry, that tickles," I chuckled and he stopped. "God, I'm gonna look like an elephant soon," I said horrified. "Don't say that!" Harry said and leaned backwards. "Let's go pack your bags and then we can go," he added. He slapped my butt quickly before running away from me and keeping hands on his back to protect his bum from my slam. "The revenge comes sooner or later," I shouted after him. "Oh, I'm so scared," I heard his voice coming from my bedroom. I chuckled to myself before heading there.

Harry's POV

I sat on her bed and watched her as she packed some of her things. She kept complaining about how she hated wearing dresses on fancy events where she was the photographer. This week she didn't have any so she was going to wear just comfortable t-shirts and jeans. I tried to listen to her but my mind kept slipping on my own thoughts. Eventually I just nodded at her sometimes and tried to look like I was interested about her wardrobe. But I was wondering what she had thought about my confession. That I loved her. It had slipped from my lips so truthfully and she hadn't said anything about it yet.

"Are you listening to me, Harry Edward?" I was snatched of my thoughts and I looked up to Alison. "Ofcourse, babe," I smiled but she shook her head in disbelief. "Whatever. We can leave now 'cause I'm ready," she said while pulling the zipper closed of the bag. "Yeah, just one thing," I said and walked to her. I raised her chin with my hand gently and looked at her eyes. "I love you, okay?" I said a bit hesitantly 'cause I didn't know how she'd react. But she smiled with her half mouth and looked at me warmly. "I love you too," she whispered. I moved my eyes to her lips like asking if it was okay and she stood on her tip toes. I gave her a little peck on the lips and felt her fingers tingling my neck. "Let's go to meet Anne," she sighed and I nodded as response.

Notes

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