My Not So Secret Bump #2 (complete) WATTY AWARDS 2013

17. Bad Habits

Sky's POV

The dream keeps replaying over and over in my head. I cling to Harry and try and slow down my heavy breathing.

'Sky. Sssh its ok. Its ok. I'm here calm down' Harry says stroking my hair

'P-please don't leave me!' I stutter into his chest

'What?' he asks

'I've been a terrible girlfriend!! I'm cranky and snappy and hormonal and your going to leave me!!' I sob pulling away from him

'Sky. Calm down. I'm not going to leave you. Ever. We were just talking about marriage dope!!! Sorry, but your stuck with me' he says pulling me onto his lap and wrapping his arms around my waist. He kisses my forehead.

I continue sobbing until Harry stands me up and wipes my tears.

'I think you need a glass of wine' he says smiling lopsidedly.

'Oh that would be heaven!' I say running down stairs and sneaking into my bag.

I take my pouch and stand up.

'Whatcha doing?' Harry asks suspiciously

I put my hands behind my back guiltily and look anywhere but his eyes

'Skylar Abigail Clears. What is behind your back?!' Harry demanded sternly

'Nothing' I say innocently

'Sky...' Harry says advances towards me

I shove the pouch down my pants and wave my hands in front of his face.

'Nothing see!' I say pouting

'What's the bulge in your ass then?' he asks accusingly

'Uhm....' I say trying to think of something 'You turn me on?' I ask ,more like a question

He rolls his eyes.

'Either you get it or I get it!' he warns

I cross my arms

'You wouldn't' I scoff

He smirks

'Sky we've had sex, I've seen it all. I would' he says

I glare at him

'Me or you?' he asks

I reach into m pants and pull our my cigarette pack and lighter and show them to him.

He groans

'Sky! You were being so good!' he scolds

'I know but that was because I was pregnant!' I defend 'I'm trying to cut back but I'm stressed out!'

'Fine' he huffs 'But your cutting back tomorrow'

I grin and take one out of the pack and my lighter.

'Will you pour me a glass of wine?' I ask

He nods and I grin as he hands me the glass, grabbing a beer.

We walk put to the patio and I sit down on the hammock and he plops down beside me, swigging his beer.

I light my ciggerete and take a draw of it.

I sigh in relief and smile at the familiar pleasure

'We still have to make that appointment for you' Harry says, drinking his beer.

I take a sip of my wine.

'Mmm.' I say thoughtfully

'What ya thinking about?' Harry questions as I take another drag of my fag.

'If I was still pregnant I'd be four and a half months' I say sighing

'I know. Look stop thinking about that, your just making yourself sad' Harry says as I sip my wine.

I know, I know. Its just hard. I don't know how your taking it so well!' I point out

He shrugs and swigs his beer.

I take another drag of my cigarette and tap the excess ash into the ash tray, finishing my wine and putting on the patio table.

'Its so pretty out here!' I say smiling up at the stars

'It is' Harry says 'Sky?'

'Yes?'

'Will you uhm...will you move in with me?' he asks

Me and Harry don't actually live together, but either I stay over at his or he stays over at mine most nights. Some of his clothes are here.

'I'd be honored' I joke smiling

'I'd kiss you but you stink of tobacco' he says chuckling

I smile lightly

'I can't help it!' I say taking another drag of my cigarette before putting it out.

'So tomorrow we go house hunting!' Harry says

I nod and grin, wrapping my arms around his torso. He rests his hand around my waist.

I wish everything was always so peaceful and perfect! But unfortunately, all nice things must come to an end.

Author's Note

Bonjour Mon chèrie's!

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Love ye my little buttons

~Niamh <3 x