MOONLIGHT 《H.S》

ELEVEN

"So have you thought of names?" Louis asked me as we drove down back home.

Harry stared down the road as I shrugged.

"Maybe you should." He was trying to make conversation, it wasn't working, "Is it a girl or a boy?"

"We don't know yet." I replied, shrugging again.

"What do you want?" He asked, crossing his arms.

"Girl." I replied, laying back down on the seat.

"Of course." Harry whispered under his breath.

"So, Louis how was your day?" I turned my attention to him.

"It was okay so far. I'm kinda thirsty though."

"Yeah maybe we should stop to get a drink."

"Yum, mummy can I have soda?"

"Yes." I said.

"No." Harry said at the same time.

I'm not even going to say anything.

It was eerily quiet now, so I plugged in my headphones and lay back into the seat.

A hand crawled on my thigh and Harry smiled at me, as a sort of an apology. I mean we still had to properly talk, but for now I took his hand from my thigh, kissing his knuckles and placing it back down. He tentatively slid his hand up to my stomach, patting it twice and sliding his hand back down to my knee.

I smiled back at him, I lay my arm out so my hand was palm up, an offering for him to take it. He gladly twined our fingers together as he returned my kiss.

"Sleep." His deep voice flooded the car, "I'm sure you need it. And I'm sure the baby needs it too. I'll wake you up for some snacks. I promise."

Harry wasn't the kind that kept his promises.

I nodded as he tried to unlock our hands, but I held him closer.

After all, I need a little comfort from him. He loves me and I love him. We are a couple, we fight, we make mistakes.

At the end of the day it doesnt matter who's wrong or right what matters is that we made sure we still love each other and we still want to be together. And that's what counts.

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I woke up in our bed.

Of course Harry didn't wake me up for snacks.

It was late now.

I fumbled for my phone.

Almost eleven.

That's twelve hours of sleep.

I pulled the covers up to my chin and pat around the bed to find either Eli or Harry.

I finally reached someone and I pulled the covers back.

Harry's messy curls popped up, "Hi."

I smiled sleepily, "Shhhhh. Cuddle me."

A toothy grin appeared on his face as he scooted over  to my side, wrapping a warm arm around my waist and a kiss on my temple.

We lay like this for thirty minutes, kissing, and waiting for the time to pass.

He slyly slid both his hands up my front and grabbed my breats.

I yelped, "Ouch, ouch stop. Sensitive."

Harry yanked his hands away, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry. Damn already?"

"I guess. You're the doctor you should know." I turned to face him, "Can you believe that in so long my boobs will be leaking?"