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Charlie's POV
The vacation ended up being incredible. I got to relax in the sun, make love to my boyfriend (now fiance) on multiple occasions, and spend new years at a festival which was a lot of fun. When we got back to London I got to work moving into Harry's house right away, getting help from our parents and some of Harry's friends. It didn't take much time to move everything and I was happy being in Harry's home which I had grown to love the more time I spent here. It was perfect for a family as well and I liked the privacy of the fences, especially now that he was getting more popular as an artist and people often wanted pictures of us for magazines. It only got worse when they found out I was pregnant a couple months later when I started to show more. I pretty much avoided going outside except to work, but even then I didn't go alone and always had one of my male friends or Harry there to protect me if need be.
Harry went to every appointment when we got back and it was amazing seeing the happiness on his face each month when we got an ultrasound to see the baby's growth. By the fifth month we discovered we were having a girl, which we were both overjoyed about, and Jenna was having a boy which made us happy as well. It made me think of Harry and I since our mums were such good friends growing up so we obviously became friends, so it was pretty obvious that our kids would be best friends as well. The moment Harry found out about the gender he began to shut himself in the nursery so he could paint it himself and make it special for our baby girl. Each time I tried to go in to see it he would kick me out because he didn't want me to inhale paint fumes, and as annoying as it was I still understood and decided to just wait until he finished. It ended up being incredible and I knew our baby would love seeing all of the colors and the birds, flowers, and butterflies that he painted on the walls for her.
On the seventh month I mostly just stayed home and only did a couple shoots here and there which I knew wouldn't be much of a hassle for me because she was getting pretty active now, plus the weight was making my back ache more than I would like. Harry came out from his paint shop above the garage and took a quick shower then came down to rub my back for me.
"How are you doing?" He asked me.
"Alright. She's a lot more active at the moment and keeps kicking my ribs." I said, rubbing my stomach a bit to try to calm her down.
"I'm sorry, love. Let me try." He said as he moved to kneel down in front of me, gently pushing my shirt up to kiss my stomach. "Settle down for mummy, little one. She needs her sleep so you can grow big enough to come out to us."
I smiled softly and played with his hair as he spoke to our daughter, something he did often. He sang to her and read stories to her every night before bed and it was the sweetest thing. Thankfully his approach seemed to help because she no longer moved or kicked, finally calming down.
"She must like your voice... I don't blame her. It's quite soothing to listen to." I tell him, smiling softly as he grinned up at me.
"I'm just glad she listens." He chuckled and stood up, placing a soft kiss on my lips. "We should probably choose our name now. We're stuck between the two and I still like Emma."
"I know you do, but I just feel like Rosalie would fit her better. Our little Rosie..." I said as I rubbed my stomach gently. "Maybe we should just wait until we see her. That way we'll know which name suits her better."
"Alright. We can wait... but I'm still calling her Emma." He chuckled and placed a kiss on my forehead.
"Then I'm calling her Rosie." I said.
"She's going to come out being so confused." Harry chuckled and I hit him playfully then pulled him down so he could cuddle with me again. We relaxed for a while until I got a call from one of my interns at the camera shop I had opened a couple months ago, telling me he may have messed up one of the film photos. I sighed and hung up the phone.
"I have to run to the store. I'll be back in a few." I said as I gave him a kiss then pushed myself up.
"Do you want me to drive you?" He asked as he helped me stand.
"No, I'll be fine. It's not that far." I assured him as I put on my slippers then headed out to the garage.
When I arrived at the shop I saw that he had done the film shot completely wrong so the photos ended up being horrible. He was lucky that I could fix it otherwise we would have had some very pissed off customers.
"I'm so sorry, Charlie. I really didn't mean to." He said nervously.
"It's alright, Luke. I know you didn't mean to. It's actually Sara's fault for not being back here to supervise. You said she went home sick?" I asked him.
"Yeah. She threw up a lot in the bathroom. It was disgusting. All chunky and-"
"Alright. I don't need the visuals." I interrupted him, feeling myself get a bit nauseous just thinking about it. "You just go up front and I'll finish these okay?"
He nodded and rushed up front then I continued with the prints until they were all hung out to dry for the night. By the time I stepped out it was raining pretty hard so I let Harry know I was going to be heading home and he sent a message back for me to be careful. I definitely would be. I rushed out to the car and got in before I got too wet then carefully started the drive back to the house. It probably pissed people off that I was driving like a grandma, but I was always nervous being out in a car while pregnant because I knew how bad some drivers in this town could be and the rain only made it worse. When I got to the last stop light it turned red so I stopped like I should, carefully pulling out when it turned green. I just barely caught movement out of the corner of my eye and I glanced over just as a car hydroplaned and the next thing I knew everything went black.
Harry's POV
I checked my watch for what seemed like the fifth time, wondering where the hell Charlie was. She should have been home by now and it was making me nervous. I paced the room, looking down at Max who was just watching me from the couch.
"She probably just stopped to get some food or something. She's been craving a lot lately. She just got some food, right?" I asked him, hearing my phone ring a moment later. I immediately picked it up without even looking at who was calling. "Charlie? Where the hell are yo-"
"Is this Harry Styles?" A man's voice said over the phone which made me tense. I glanced at the number to see that it wasn't one I recognized.
"This is." I said as my voice got a bit shaky.
"This is Officer Shaw of the London Police Department. A Miss Charlie Gray was in a car accident and she is at the London General Hospital. You are listed as her emergency cont-"
I hung up before he could say anything else, running to get ready before I ran out to the car. I rushed to the hospital as fast as I could, calling her father on the way and he assured me that he would get my mother for me and be on their way. I ran inside when I finally made it to the hospital, just leaving my car parked in front of the building and not caring if it got towed. When I got to the ER I looked around frantically for her, knowing she was probably in one of the ER rooms to get looked at. I walked by the last room and froze when I saw her lying there motionless and soaking wet. Her skin was pale and her lips were blue which I knew she had to have been under water. I immediately thought of the bridge she would have had to go over to get to work and knew right then her car must have gone in.
"Charlie..." I choked out, hearing monitors beep frantically which put everyone into a frenzy. "What's going on? Charlie? Charlie!!" I yelled, trying to rush in but a couple cops who had been there held me back.
I watched helplessly as they shocked her to get her heart beating again, jumping each time her body lurched up from the electricity. They finally got her to breathe again but the doctors said something about getting the baby out, which made me panic even more.
"What's going on?!" I yelled as they pushed her past me. "Where are you taking her?!"
Thankfully one of the doctors stopped to talk to me.
"She was under water for over five minutes. The baby is in distress and we have to get her out as soon as possible if she has a chance of surviving. Once that is done they will do everything they can to save her, okay?" She said to me.
I nod slightly and as soon as they disappeared through the doors I just slumped to the floor, choking out a sob as I put my head in my hands. There was a chance that I could lose both of them tonight and it was something that I was not prepared for.

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