Forced To Be With Him 24/7

Chapter 90

I woke up at 5.21 in the morning. I'm feeling sick and my back hurts like crazy. I open my eyes and Harry is sleeping soundly on the bed next to me. His hair is tossed and he is on his chest, his squished mouth almost next to mine. 

I feel nauseas as I try to lift myself off the bed. I  gag and I quickly jump out of the bed and run to the bathroom. Without time to close the door I lift the toilet seat and start emptying everything inside of me. As I cough and resurface my lunch and dinner, a very sleepy Harry strolls into the bathroom. 

"Whats going on?" He says as he rubs his eyes, the alcohol wearing off. He sees me and runs to me as he grabs my hair and starts to rub my back as I barf

"What happened?" He asks me as I get some toilet paper to wipe my mouth and stand up. 

"I don't know. It woke me up." I say as I walk to the sink to wash my hands and brush my teeth. 

"How are you feeling now?" He asks as I feel the ground under me slip and my grip on the sink slides. 

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"Baby... Are you awake?" I hear as I slowly open my eyes. I am on a hospital bed and Harry is beside me kissing my hand. I see Oliver and Avery both in the room, looking at me with worried eyes. 

"Yes." I say as I clear my throat.

"Allie how are you feeling?" Ollie asks me as I wake up fully. I feel so tired and weak.

"I'm drained." I admit as I clear my throat and try to focus on Harry. He is still in his pyjamas and his hair is all parted the wrong way. He has a bit of dry spit on the side of his mouth.

"What happened?" I ask as I realise its barely sunrise outside.

"You fainted after you puked. I caught you so you didn't hit your head or anything. I called an ambulance and they brought you here. I called Oliver and Avery just in case." He says as he kisses my hand again.

A doctor strolls in as I lay my head back on the bed. Is my baby okay? Why is this happening? Is it preeclampsia?

"Hello, Ms. Styles." He says as he stares at me. 

"No, Ms. Hill." I correct him. We are not married. He must have thought so since Harry admitted me and I'm pregnant.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Hill, I am your doctor and I have some questions." He says as he flips pages in his dossier. Harry squeezes my hand as Avery and Oliver hold their breath.

"How far along are you?

"28 weeks 3 days." I say as I instinctively hold my belly.

"Boy or girl?" He asks and I chuckle.

"We don't know. We are waiting for the birth." I say and he nods.

"Any bleeding lately?" 

"Nope."

"Any dizziness, any nausea, any unusual tiredness?" He asks and I nod no.

"Okay, the blood test results will be back any minute, in the mean time I need an ultrasound." He says and I nod yes. 

"It should be alright, I don't see any onset of any illness." He says and I let go of a breathe I didn't know I was holding.

He leaves shortly and they take me upstairs for an ultrasound. As they are strolling me into the ultrasound room I see a familiar face in the hallway.

"Alex?" I ask as I pop my head out.

"Lex?!" He says as he quickly rushes over to me. 

Alex from university who I haven't spoken to in months is right in front of me in flesh and blood. He reaches me and looks at me,  suddenly realising the other half of my body in the room, my huge bump.