Fín {Third Book to Secret}

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May POV

It's May 12th.

Today is Harry and I's anniversary.

Finn is at Anne's house for the day. She insisted on him going over for the day so we can be alone and stuff. He slept over last night.

Harry and I are in bed relaxing. It's been 10 minutes since I woke up and I'm a bit drowsy still from my sleep.

"Uh, happy anniversary." I hear Harry say beside me. I laugh and look over at him.

"Happy anniversary." I reply back. He hesitantly leans in and kisses me. His lips are soft.

It's been a few days since our argument. Or whatever happened between us.

He's awkward at times. He doesn't know if he should kiss me or not. Or cuddle at night. That stuff makes me sad. But I understand him doing it. I would be like that too.

"My morning breath sucks dick, I'll be right back." I say while getting out of bed. Harry laughs causing me to smile.

I miss hearing his laugh.

***

Harry's chest cuddles into my back. His arm is arm is thrown over my body and his lips kiss my neck.

"That was fun." I say making him chuckle. "Is that our record for how long it's been without having sex?" I ask curiously.

"Hm, not sure anymore." I snicker. "Was it too soon for us to have sex since what happened?"

"No, I've been horny for weeks." I say honestly with a sigh. Plus we have to move on from it.

With Finn sleeping in our bed and him always being around us, which I don't mind, it's hard to you know, do it. I thought parents who say having kids that are young means your sex life fades was a joke.

"Thanks for telling me."

"When would we have a chance?"

"Finn's nap time."

"His nap time is my nap time." Harry laughs.

Maybe we just needed to have sex to feel comfortable with each other again since our little bump.

"I love you May."

"I love you too." I murmur. His head nuzzles into my neck more and I grin.

***

I'm at my doctors appointment the following afternoon.

I'm nervous.

I feel like I know I'm pregnant. Then again I haven't shown any symptoms.

"How have you been?" Dr. Westfall asks me.

"Good. Yourself?" I ask.

"Great. Harry's not with you this time?" His eyebrows furrow with confusion. I bite my lip.

"I didn't want to tell him I'm pregnant until I knew for sure. Maybe I'll give him a photo and say surprise if I am." I come up with.

"Cute." My doctor says making me chuckle. "Raise up your shirt for me." I do. I lay back and let out a deep breath. "You know the drill by now." I laugh.

The tool is soon swiped across my stomach. My fingers dig into one another.

"So, how are you going to surprise him?" I wasn't expecting that so I start coughing in my spit. "Congratulations, you're 4 months along, nearly 5."

"But I haven't had any symptoms. Nor do I look pregnant. I think I don't anyways."

"It happens. Sometimes around 6 months for mothers who have had past children is when it starts to show. It's different for everyone. I'll make you an appointment for 4 weeks." I nod. "Tell Harry I said hello. I'll get you your photos." I nod.

I hope it's a girl.

***

I arrive home.

I have 2 photos of the baby. It's pretty small but not too small. I don't know, it's a good size. I'm planning on telling Harry now. I'm nervous.

I walk in and see Harry walk toward me. His eyes look sad. "What's wrong?" I ask.

"My Mom is in the hospital."

A://N

Short chapter lol

I wanted to be extra and post this at 12 in the morning on May 12th hahaha

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~lauren