"(Y/N)?" I heard Harry call from the living room.

"In here, Haz!" I called back as I continued chopping up carrots.

Harry appeared in the kitchen seconds later and smiled when he saw me.

"What are you doing, babe?" He asked you and I smiled as he wrapped his arms around me.

"I am cutting up carrots for our dinner, Harry." I told him and he placed his hands on my stomach, rubbing it.

"It's a bit... Quiet in here, don't you think, (Y/N)?" He asked and I frowned as I finished chopping up the carrots.

"How do you mean?" I asked him as I turned around and wrapped my arms around his torso.

"(Y/N). I want a baby." He said with a smile and I smiled back before grabbing his hands.

"What are we waiting for?" I asked him as we ran up the stairs.

Two Weeks Later.

"Haz!" I shouted as I ran down the stairs, holding the little white stick.

"What is it, babe?" He asked as he came around the corner.

"I'm pregnant!" I gasped and he cheered and lifted me up before twirling me around.

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