Lovely Arm Candy

69-What You Mean To Me

Alexis's pov

I was getting ready for a date Harry told me just a little while ago that he wanted to take me out he told me to take as long as I needed to get ready that he'll be ready when I am

It's so sweet considering I've just made 6 months and I have to pee every 5 minutes

I finished about an hour after he told me I was struggling with my dress though "BABE!" I yelled I could tell he jogged because the door opened within a few seconds "I can't zip my dress" I mumbled

"I've got it love" I cut my hair again so he zipped it up without worrying about zipping my hair into it he turned me around and smiled "pink is a great color on you" he kissed my cheek "are you ready?"

I nodded "can you put on my shoes?"

He nodded "of course darling" he walked to the closet grabbing a pair of flats he slipped them on me "wouldn't want another mis-match incident" I blame mommy brain

He guided me out grabbing my purse and phone we got in the car and his hand found it's way to my thigh as it always does I rubbed my bump looking out the window at the passing scenery mostly big bright green trees

It's almost as if he hadn't fucked up ,almost, he's moved in with me Angel now comes over and stays at my house for her time with Harry, we are going to court soon to try and change her visitation hours, we're finalizing the design for our house soon and Harry said he's gunna have people working round the clock it won't be done before Michael's born but before his first birthday for sure (estimated before he makes 6 months if alls to plan)

At night Harry crawls into bed with me sometimes on his phone sometimes on his laptop work follows him home like a pack of hungry dogs but I don't blame him I read to Michael, coincidently reading to Harry at the same time, Harry finishes work he always without fail curls up into me no matter what I'm doing and he rubs my bump tells Michael goodnight and we talk in the dark till sleep inevitably ends the conversation

Harry has been feeling so much guilt I've been woken up to him crying in the early hours of the morning he's woken me up on purpose to apologize once or twice but he usually doesn't try to wake me up, his guilt makes it a little better

That might sound bad

Me feeling better knowing he feels guilty

But it's genuine I know he really means it he can be so reserved and this is raw this is true he is sorry for what he did he continuously proves it to me and for that I can forgive him I bare no hard feelings anymore

I blame him for what he did he's a grown man capable of controlling his own emotions but I know sometimes ,especially because of hurt and trauma, emotions can come before thought and logic

I realized I felt kicking I dragged myself out of deep thought "he's kicking" I hummed softly

Harry moved his hand up to my bump I saw the smile tug his lips "he's gunna be a kick boxer when he gets out"

"That's cool he can totally do that" I laughed

He laughed back and sighed "Tell me about your father"

I furrowed my eyebrows putting my hand over his "why?"

He shrugged "just... who is my son named after ya know?"

I bit my lip and looked at our hands "he was an amazing guy Harry" I squeezed his hand "he loved me endlessly, he told me how beautiful I was, he used to lay with me and we'd make shapes out of the popcorn texture of our ceiling, we'd watch blues clues and Dora together then Id watch him play video games, he told me that he was willing to do anything and everything for me... he told me love can do foolish things" I paused "love can get you killed"