XLIII

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Harry's P.O.V.

The tires of my car screech as I quickly press on the breaks in front of Sophie's gynecologist. Ever since she told me about being pregnant I've been out of my mind worried about it. What if those fuckers actually hurt her or the baby? We have no other way of knowing except having her gynecologist check everything and the faster it's done, the better.

It's quite fucked up, but I'm kind of excited for this baby and it'd hurt like a bitch if we lost it. The image of having her and a baby with me in London to wake up to everyday has settled in my mind and I'll do anything to make it come true; I can't fucking lose it now.

Through all the ups and downs we've had, through all the fights and break-ups, I just know that this time we'll stick together. If not for each other, we'll do it for the baby.

This is yet another amazing fucking thing this baby brings; Sophie will be stuck with me. Even if I fuck up, which I probaby will even though I'll try not to, she'll stay with me because I know her well enough to know that she'll suffer her entire life as long as she believes her child is having a good time.

It's one of the reasons why I love her as much as I do.

"Ready?" I ask her and she smiles, nodding, though I know she must be as nervous as me, if not more.

We enter the waiting room together, hand in hand, and head straight to the nurse.

"We need an urgent checking from her doctor." I say and she smiles.

"Of course. Just sit down in the waiting room, and you should be called soon." she says and I sigh.

"Is there no possibility of the doctor taking us in right now? It's kind of urgent." I almost plead her and she shakes her head.

"No, sorry, it wouldn't be fair to the rest of people waiting." she smiles, her smile slowly fading and I get ready to take plan B and be much less nicer, but I feel Sophie's hand squeeze mine and her eyes pleading me to not make a scene.

"We'll just wait, it's okay." she mumbles to the nurse with a smile and I groan mentally.

She pulls me with her to sit down. "I'm really fucking nervous to know, Sophie, I can't fucking wait much longer. I mean, what if it's not okay? Or-" I whine but stop myself when I see her gulp.

Her eyes sadden. "Let's not talk about possibilities, please. She's gonna be okay."

I sigh and squeeze her hand. "Who knows about this? The baby?"I ask her.

"Mum, Gemma, Liam and that's about it." she answers.

"What about your dad?" I ask about the fucker. If he doesn't know about this, he's gonna attempt to kill me when I bring her home.

She slowly shakes her head and I sigh. "Fuck, he's gonna hate me even more now."

She places her hand on top of mine and presses a kiss on my jaw. "He probably is, but it doesn't matter because we're born leaving anyway."

"Well, tehnically, you're not 18 yet. I think they could prevent you from leaving if they wanted to." I say and she bites her lip in thought.

"You think they'd do that?" she asks and I shrug. "I have no fucking idea, I hope not."

She nods in thought, her mind having taken her far away from here. I observe the distant look in her bright blue eyes that she has, and she looks absolutely gorgeous.

"Watson." the doctor calls from her office and looks at my girl, then motions to her to come inside. "Let's check if everything's okay."

She stands and I stand with her, entering the space with Sophie. Her gynecologist gives me a weird look.

"You're the father?" she asks and I nod.

"Good, because otherwise you'd have to wait outiside. You seem oddly familiar, do I know you?" she squints her eyes at me and I mentally groan.

"I'm a UFC fighter, but can we please speed this up a bit? We're kind of nervous here." I say and her brows shoot up.

"Oh, of course, of course. Here, lay down, miss." she orders and Sophie awkwardly lays down on the thin, green bed, wearing an uncomfortable look on her face so I make my way around the bed and take her hand in mine.

The doctor lifts her shirt up slightly to reveal her stomach then starts touching and pressing on it, asking my girl if she feels any pain, to which she always replies with a "no".

"No pain, that's good. Now, the fetus isn't enough yet to be seen through the usual scanning through the belly, so we're going to have to reserve to option B, which is inserting a small camera inside you. Don't worry, you won't feel a thing." she smiles and Sophie nods with a fake smile but I can see the colour disappear from her face and her grip on me tighten.

"I'll kindly ask you to change and put the gown on, and I'll be back in a few minutes." she places the gown in my hands. "Help her, please." she tells me and leaves the room.

Sophie lets out a breath when we're left alone, looking up at me. "Okay, it's all gonna be fine."

I force a smile for her. "Of course, now let's get you changed.

I help her take her clothes off and try to force myself not to stare at her body which I haven't seen in so long.

She quickly puts her gown on while I'm left off fantisizing about the moment when we'll be alone again so I'll be able to ravish her body.

The doctor returns with the small camera on some sort of a cable or some shit and when she inserts it, Sophie surprisingly doesn't even make a sound and she seems okay.

On a monitor next to the doctor, there's a projection from the camera and soon, there's something slightly darker on it.

The doctor smiles. "Look, do you see this thing here?" she points with her finger to the slightly darker thing. "This is your baby. I'm happy to annouce to you that the baby is still safely living inside of your womb, miss Watson."

We both let out a sigh of relief and I lean down to press a kiss on her cheek.

"Do you want me to print it for you?" the doctor asks and we both nod at the same time.

Even though I knew I'd be relieved about it, the happiness running through my veins shocks me to the core.

A few hours later, standing just outside her parents house with Sophie, I can't help but wish it was the same happiness running through me, not the nerve-wrecking nervousness I'm feeling.

And especially not the shock that freezes me at the sight of my mother in law and my coach on top of her on the couch in the living room.

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