“Harrrrryyyy.. Where’s the ice cream?” you whined, lying - TopicsExpress



          

“Harrrrryyyy.. Where’s the ice cream?” you whined, lying face up on the bed, your legs sprawled out and your hands on your big stomach. “I’m here babe,” your boyfriend Harry said from the door, holding up two bowls of ice cream. You smiled, “Thanks,” you said sitting up. Harry rushed over to help, “Harry, I’m not going to go into labor or something, I’m only 6 months pregnant!” you laughed. Harry smiled, embarrassed, “I know,” he said. He sat down next to you and handed you the bowl of ice cream, filled to the brim with cookies n’ cream. He grabbed the remote from the bedside table and turned on the TV, switching to the Pretty Little Liars marathon on ABC. Harry put down his bowl and took your hand in his, rubbing his thumb across it. You didn’t focus on the screen; you mind went back to that night. You remembered his soft touch, outlining your body with his hand. He had told you he loved you over a thousand times and you knew he was the one. It wasn’t your first time but he had made it so special. His cough brought you back to reality. You looked at him and his eyes shone, “I’m missing class you know, I should be in school,” you mumbled, suddenly remembering that it was a Monday. “Alyssa, don’t be silly! People don’t go to school when they’re pregnant,” he said smiling. You giggled, lifting another spoonful of ice cream to your mouth. You looked at it for a second and dropped it, “Ew… I hate being fat.. Being pregnant sucks!” you exclaim, pushing your bowl of ice cream to Harry. For the first few months, you had gone to school like usual; it was still your senior year. But once you started to get bigger, you went on and off, trying to stay away from the judging eyes of the school. He sighed and put the bowl on the ground. You put both your hands on your stomach and frowned, “Alyssa,” Harry said softly; he gently wiped away the tears that had just escaped your eyes. “Alyssa, look at me,” his voice hushed, you didn’t budge. “I love you so much.. I love you no matter what you look like. I love that we’re going to having a baby, someone that will be a combination of us. I don’t care what you look like because I just love you,” he whispered, leaning over you to look in your face. You nodded slowly and used your wrist to wipe at your eyes. Suddenly Harry got up, “Where you going?” you asked, quickly sitting up. He smiled and ran downstairs. You sat there confused until he appeared at the door again. He stood in the doorway; a pillow was stuffed under his shirt to look like he was pregnant. You beamed, “Harry,” you laughed. “We can be pregnant together babe!” he said in a completely serious tone. “Aww.. Harry, I love you,” you said through your giggles. He laid down beside you and put his head on your stomach, “Hi baby, it’s your dad, Harry,” he spoke softly, “I can’t wait to meet you, Alyssa, your mum, and I are so excited,” you closed your eyes and listened to Harry’s husky voice. You smiled as he started to hum. You ran your hand through his hair and he turned his head to face you; he kept humming. You felt tears begin to form behind your eyes; Harry was going to be such a great dad. “We’re going to be amazing parents, I just know it,” he took the words right out of your mouth. You nodded, pressing your lips together as tears began spilling down your cheeks again. Harry took his head off your stomach and scotched forward on the bed. He reached up and placed his hand gently on your cheek, letting your salty tears run across it. You smiled against the tears and you watched as Harry’s mouth curved up into his own perfect smile. He leaned toward you and brushed his lips against yours, moving his hand to the back of your neck. You lifted your hand to run through his hair and he pressed his lips lightly to yours. You pulled his head closer, pushing your lips to his. You felt him chuckle in his throat and he started to pull away, slightly biting your lower lip while he moved away. You grinned. His hand found yours and you entwined your fingers with his. You looked down at them, his huge hands almost fully covering yours. He lifted your hand up and kissed it before pressing it to his heart. “I have to ask you something,” he said. “Ok,” you kept your voice level, not sure what he was going to say. He knelt down on the floor and you turned your body toward him. He took your hand in both of his and your heart started to race. “Alyssa, I love you so much. I will never want anyone as much as I want you. I will never have someone who loves me as much as you do. I want to be with you and I want to raise our child in a real family home. I know you are only 18, but I just want to be with you and love you, forever.” His hand moved to his pocket and he fished out a small black box. You free hand flew to your chest, your heart was beating so fast. “Alyssa, I promise to love and take care of you and our baby for the rest of my life. Will you marry me?” he asked, opening the little box to reveal a simple diamond ring. For the third time today, tears raced down your face. “Yes,” you whispered, “Yes Harry, I will marry you,” you almost laughed, it seemed so unreal. Harry’s face broke into a huge grin and he slipped the ring onto your finger. He jumped up as you stood. He embraced you and kissed your head. You didn’t let him go, you held him tight and tried to stop crying. When you finally let him go you held out your hand which now had the beautiful ring. “Oh Harry, I love it,” you murmured. You looked up at him, knowing your eyes would be all red by now, “And I love you,” you said, standing on tiptoe so you could give him a kiss.~HallieStyles
Posted on: Fri, 28 Jun 2013 02:18:14 +0000

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