Harry's P.O.V
"A premier?" Tahira asked me and I nodded
"We're invited. Us boys. It's taking place the day after tomorrow." I said
"Which movie?" She asked and I tried to remember the name "I think it's called 'Real Player One'." I said (and it is a real movie guys. I checked.) and she nodded "Okay." She said but frowned when I shook my head
"I'm not asking about the 'okay'. I'm asking if you'll be up for it." I said and she frowned even more
"Why wouldn't I be up for it?" She asked and her mouth fell into an 'o' shape when I placed my hand on the baby bump "Oh... I think I can." She said and I smiled
"Good. Sophia and Pooja are taking you shopping tomorrow." I said and she raised an eyebrow at me but I raised my hands up in surrender "They want you to buy a dress for it." I added and she sighed; opened her mouth to say something but then she gasped
"Ow!" Tahira suddenly exclaimed and immediate panic rose in me "What is it? What's wrong?" I asked and to my surprise, she pulled her hands away which were held in mine and pulled her shirt up slightly.
Right next to her belly button, a faint bruise was already forming. My eyebrows raised in surprise and our heads snapped up towards each other in realisation.
"Kicked."
I was cut off by a chuckle of disbelief that escaped my lips and Tahira followed my lead
"She finally did it. I was wondering how long it'll take." She whispered with a laugh of her own. I pulled her to me, hugging her tightly and felt her arms wrap around my waist.
"You be careful. If you feel tired or anything don't hesitate to call me." I said, helping Tahira put her jacket on before she left for dress shopping with the girls.
"Harry, I'll be fine. I'll call you if anything like that happens alright?" She said, turning around to look at me and I nodded, cracking a smile. Ever since we realised Ameera had kicked, I felt even more protective of Tahira for some reason, hovering over her like a mother hen. We felt her kick once more after that. We because I had kept my hand on her stomach, not wanting to miss it for the second time.
I wrapped a scarf around her neck (it was snowing outside) and she pulled her hijab on, putting it over the scarf and then I handed her earmuffs to which she gave me a raised eyebrow.
"Humour me." I said and she took it but didn't put them on. Before I could say anything else, a car honked outside the gates indicating the girls were here. I smiled slightly and placed a kiss on her forehead before taking her hand in mine, walking out of the house.
"Take care of her for me, will you?" I asked the girls after Tahira sat in the car and they rolled their eyes.
"You know we will."
-Day of the premier-
I was giving my tie a few last adjustments when I heard the sound of shoes against the wooden floor. I took a few steps sideways and felt my jaw drop when my eyes landed on my wife. She stood there, looking very shy and hesitant when she saw me.
Her dress was as modest as it could get. It wasn't completely figure hugging, but the baby bump was the only place the dress hugged her body, making it more evident that she was pregnant.
The dress was emerald green. Designs covered her chest and stomach and then separated into long, thin triangles. Where the design ended, emerald green net flowed down towards the ground, her legs being covered by what seemed like silk behind the net, the end of the dress being bordered by green velvet.
Her sleeves though, were made of green net. Designs were covering it but if it weren't for whatever she wearing underneath it, her arms would be showing. Her hair were covered by a hijab matching the colour of her dress and she had a black clutch in her hand. The heart pendant I had given her for her birthday peeked out from under her hijab. Her face was bare of any makeup, but a little gloss on her lips was evident.
"Too much?" She asked when I stood there stunned and at a complete loss of words to describe how I felt looking at her.
After a few moments of me being silent, I finally snapped out of it and walked towards her. Cupping her chin, I tilted her face upwards while I rested my other hand on her waist "You look stunning." I whispered and a blush came on her cheeks. "Did you use lipgloss?" I asked and she chuckled
"My lip balm actually." She said and I chuckled "Only you." I said and she blushed even more.
"What are you wearing underneath this?" I asked, gesturing to her sleeves and she chuckled, leaning up, she whispered it in my ear. My eyes widened slightly and I burst out laughing while she blushed harder and let out a reluctant chuckle.
As we reached the place the premier was being held, I got out from the car first; holding out my hand to Tahira who took it a second later and I helped her step out of the car. Flashes came from every direction since this was our first official public appearance since we had announced the pregnancy.
I laced my fingers with Tahira's, giving it a small squeeze and started walking forward. Questions were being thrown at us as we walked further. We found the rest of them soon. They were getting their pictures clicked with their girlfriends while Louis stood a little away from the couples.
"Need company?" I asked as we stepped up next to him and he smiled when he saw us
"Hey! Yes, I'd really appreciate it at the moment. You're looking really beautiful, Tahira." Louis added and I smiled while Tahira blushed beside me
"Thank you, Louis." Tahira said and I wrapped my arm around her waist
"How's my goddaughter doing?" Louis asked and we chuckled
"She's doing great, Louis. Making a football out of my stomach ever since the day before." Tahira said and Louis chuckled
"The kicks have started, huh?" He asked and we nodded with smiles.
God knows what the coming months will bring.
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AN: Hey guys, I have a question. Should I upload a sequel after Ameera's born or should I continue it in the story? Comment, Vote and Follow :)