Georgia's P.O.V.
London West Private Clinic
Hi Georgia,
Your results for your pregnancy test have come back. You are NOT pregnant. Please schedule an appointment with our receptionist to see Dr Newton in the next few days. Thank you for your time.
London West Private Clinic
24/456 Westlake Drive, London.
LDN 2L6.
Ph: 0231 763 215
I breathe out a sigh of both relief and devastation. I was relieved to not be Pregnant, yet devastated because I'd already begun to dream out the life of mine and Harry's child/children. I am frightened by Anne walking into the room. I debate whether or not to tell her and decide I should tell her.
"I'm not pregnant, Anne." I say looking at my lap.
"Oh, darling, that's wonderful news. Well, not completely wonderful because now I have to wait longer for grandchildren, but wonderful because you and Harry can be together and enjoy life for a few more years before worrying about children."
I sit there in complete silence. Anne begins to talk, however my head is somewhere else. I'm physically in the room, yet mentally I'm nowhere close to Harry's childhood home. Anne begins to sense the lack of attention I'm giving her and pats me on the thigh before telling me that Harry's room is made up for me and that she too is going to bed.
"Thank you so much Anne, I appreciate everything. You're such an amazing Mum to Harry and Gemma. I miss my Mum so much."
"I'm always here darling, you know that."
I walk up the stairs towards Harry's room. Anne has lit a few candles across the room and has made the bed look very inviting. I change into the clothes she had laid out on the bed for me and hop into bed, snuggling into the sheets and gaining comfort from the familiar scent of Harry. I fall asleep almost instantly. I listen to the cars as they drive by on the main road, the birds as they coo in the night for their families and the other noises that surround the Styles' family home.
"Baby" I hear as a strong pair of muscular arms wrap around my waist. I tense at the fright as the person hops into the bed. The familiarity of the scent of the person hits me like a truck and just by that, I know exactly who it is, and my body relaxes. "Georgia, I'm so sorry for the way I acted. It was stupid, selfish and you're right, I was a complete bastard tonight. Let's have a baby, let's build a family together, let's grow old together, let's make a gazillion memories together, because I love you and there's nothing else in the world that means as much to me as you do."
His heart-wrenching speech warms every single nerve in my body, and I turn around to face him. His green eyes glow in the dark, due to how beautiful and pure they are.
"I'm not pregnant."
"Oh, thank god."
"I'm not ready for a child yet, either. I was just trying to be honest and upfront with you about all of this. I don't like hiding things and keeping secrets from you. I just wanted you to know everything and it turned out to be a mess. I'm sorry as well. For yelling at you and saying some things I regret." I hadn't noticed, but a tear rolled down my cheek, and Harry reaches up and wipes it away with the pad of his thumb.
"I'm the one who should be sorry, not you. You did everything right, I was the one who fucked up."
"How did you know where to find me?"
"Baby, you always come to my Mum's house when you're upset. It was a given." He embraces me in a lying-down-hug and I snuggle into his chest. "I love you with all my heart, Georgia."
"I love you with all my heart, Harry."
Our legs are tangled together, our hands joined and our faces only centimetres apart. We fall asleep in each other's comfort.
The sun shines brightly through the small window to the right of the bed, a heavy arm is draped over my stomach and chest and the sound of Harry lightly snoring beside me is comforting. I really needed to pee. I try to move as slowly as possible not to wake Harry, but it seems I failed. Just as I stand up, his arms drag me back down towards the bed and his strength grows tight.
"Stay with me, baby." He says, his eyes still closed.
"Harry, I need to pee. Let me go. I promise I'll come back and we can cuddle." He opens one of his eyes and looks up at me.
"You promise?"
"I promise. Now let me go. My bladder is about to explode!" He releases his grip from my body and I run towards the bathroom like there's no tomorrow.
I look down at my underwear and notice that my once white, lacy panties are now a version of the Japanese Flag. My period. I search that bathroom drawers for some tampons and to my luck, I find one, but that's not going to be enough.
After washing my hands, I walk back into Harry's room where I find him still sleeping, cuddled up to the pillow.
I hop on the bed and jump underneath the covers, wrapping my entire body in his.
"What took you so long?"
"I just got my period."
"You're definitely not pregnant then."
"Guess not." The cramps in my stomach are unbearable that I begin to feel uncomfortable. "ugh, the life of a woman sucks!"
Harry, being the best man he is, starts rubbing his hands up and down my back in a soothing motion, which eases some of the cramp pains.
"It doesn't suck, it's just unfortunate some times. But don't you worry, that's what boyfriends are for. I'm going to treat you like a queen today. Are you hungry?"
"You treat me like a queen every day. Nope, not hungry, I just want to cuddle. I also need to go to the store and grab some things... You know, tampons." I blush.
"Alright, we'll cuddle first." I didn't mean to, but I fell asleep, and the next time I woke up, it was 11:30am. Harry's scent was still evident in the sheets of his side of the bed, however his presence wasn't. Sitting up, I looked around the room to see if Harry was anywhere. He wasn't. It kind of felt as though last night and this morning were a dream, until I went to the bathroom and saw another Japanese flag. That's when I knew everything had happened. I wasn't pregnant, Harry came, he apologised, we cuddled, we slept and we forgave each other.
Walking out of his room and down the somewhat familiar stairs, I walk into the kitchen to find Harry at the stove cooking some sort of brunch; Anne was at the kitchen bench sipping tea and reading the local newspaper; and Gemma was on her phone at the dining room table.
"I didn't know you were here, Georgia!" Gemma says as she stands up and embraces me in a hug.
"Strangely, I was here before your brother was." I sheepishly grin and she pulls away from the hug. Harry and Anne both turn around to watch our conversation.
"That's all sorted now though. Right, Georgia?" Anne says and I look at her and nod before looking at Harry and giving him a genuine and loving smile. He returns the smile. I walk over to him and he embraces me in a warm hug, similar to the one his Mum gave me yesterday when I arrived. I look up at him and he pecks me on the lips.
"I'm making waffles!" He quotes Shrek and points his fingers out to the side in a dramatic way.
"Alright, donkey!" I reply with a giggle.
"I love you with all my heart, Georgia."
"I love you with all my heart, Harry."
"Oh, enough you two! I'm hungry, Harry!" Gemma says and Anne agrees.
I can't tell you how much love I have for this family, they're my English family, they're my new home, my everything and I love them all to the moon and back.