Lost Love [H.S]

fifty one

1 May 2021

"Let's go to the beach-each, let's go get away!" Niall sings, walking past Harry and I with Capri on his shoulders and Posie walking beside him. "They say, what they gonna say?"

My brows are raised as he practically skips ahead, making the girls giggle away.

Harry leans closer to my ear, "he acts like he's never left the house before."

I chuckle, "he's just happy to be at the beach."

"Have a drink, clink, found the Bud Light." He continues to sing Starships by Nicki Minaj, "bad beeps like me, is hard to come by."

I end up zoning him out, leaning more into Harry as we walk down onto the beach. It's not extremely hot here in Sydney, Australia but it's a nice temperature to come down to the beach and spend some time here before Harry's show tonight.

The flights here were long and we're all a little jet lagged because of it. The girls are struggling with falling asleep when we're in such a different time zone and are waking up in the middle of the night.

We ended up all cuddled together in bed in the early hours of this morning watching Tangled because none of us could sleep.

I hope they adjust soon because we aren't in Australia for much longer, it's getting tiring having to adjust to all these different time zones with two young kids but I wouldn't ever pass up this experience.

We follow Niall onto the fairly busy beach, him keeping a tight hold on Posie's hand as they weave through crowds to a little space where we can sit down on the sand.

Harry lays out two towels on the sand, perching himself at the end of one and patting the space between his parted legs for me to sit down.

Quickly, I remove my cover up, placing it in Harry's bag before sitting down between his spread legs and leaning back against his bare chest.

His arms hug around me, hands on my bare stomach as he patiently awaits to see if he gets a kick from our little baby Onion.

Onion is the food this week, Harry has been calling them 'Baby O' instead.

They're yet to kick but the movements have gotten stronger since I started feeling them, it's completely surreal and has made it all so much more real. It's not going to be long until they start kicking, it's usually expected around 16-20 weeks and I've just hit week 17.

Harry's desperate to feel that first kick.

I remember when Capri kicked for the first time and I didn't realise what it was to start with, I thought something was wrong.

I panicked and phoned Anne who explained to me that it was just her kicking and moving around. I felt so silly afterwards that I had panicked over something so minuscule but once I got used to the feeling, I loved it.