One Direction imagine/preferences #wattys2016

He notices your pregnancy symptoms *harry*

Harry had surprised you on the morning of your second wedding anniversary with breakfast in bed. He'd gone all out with French toast, eggs, sausage and bacon because he knows you love both so much. He gently nudges you awake and you smile when you see the tray in his hands. You sit up as he places it over your lap. After taking just one whiff of the delicious-looking food, your stomach does a flip. "Move it, move it, move it!" you say frantically, trying to get out of the bed and into the bathroom as fast as you can. "What's wrong? I thought you liked all this stuff..." Harry asks, his hurt feelings coming through in his voice. He hears you heave and promptly puts the tray down to come check on you. "You ok?" he asks, coming through the door. You nod, your head still leaning towards the bowl. "So much for that plan, then," he says with a chuckle. "I hadn't realized how touchy the baby is with this kind of stuff." He rubs your back and you let out a small laugh. "I appreciate the gesture," you say. "I should have known, though. You were puking at the sight of toast yesterday, for Godssake." You laugh again and lean against him, happy to have such an understanding husband.