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CHAPTER 15.
*AFTER 6 MOUNTHS.*
MAIRA'S P.O.V.
I quickly walk towards the buzzing phone, wrapping my hair in a high pony tail. I glance at my screen, Harry's picture appearing. My lips curl into a smile as I answer the call. I press the phone to my ear placing it between my shoulder.
"Hello? Baby, how are you? Is everything alright?" Harry bombards me with questions. I could tell by his voice he was worried.
Harry is on tour since 2 weeks and today is his last concert. Every now and then he'll call me worried asking me if I'm doing fine if our baby is doing fine. I just assure him every time telling him not to worry. He even told his mom to come to our place to take care of me, but I calmed both of them.
"Harry, sweetheart I'm doing great. You don't have to worry, please." I stood in front of the full length mirror, looking at the baby bum forming on my stomach.
"Is the appointment today?"
"Yeah, I'm just leaving." I inform, walking towards our closet. A sigh leaves his mouth, no words from him.
"Harry, it's alright if you won't be here. I don't mind at all. You're doing your job. Don't get upset please." I pleaded.
"Can't you skype with me over there?" Harry spoke. I chuckle lightly, hearing a chuckle from him too.
"Firstly, you have a concert to go to and secondly, If I could I would have." I inform.
"Promise me you'll call right after you find out?" Harry almost warns. Today I had a ultra sound to find the gender of our baby. Harry wouldn't be back till midnight. It really, really upsets him. Zayn told me he hardly slept last night. He would catch Harry walking around his room or busy on the phone drinking water every time. It made me even more upset knowing that he is so frustrated. I tried to calm him this morning, it just worked for a while and yet again he became the same Harry.
"But you'll be at the concert?" I nervously spoke.
"I don't care. You're calling me no matter what." Harry sternly spoke. It's better not to argue with him.
"Alright, alright. I will call you. You'll be the first person to know. " I confirm him, trying my best to calm him down.
"I'm sorry, it's just....I wanted to be there with you..." Harry almost whispers.
"Harry, it's ok. Stop thinking a lot alright. Everything will go perfect. Stop being so upset or I'll get more upset." Harry lightly chuckles.
"I'm happy, really happy. I can't wait to know."
"I love you, huh. Now don't worry and rock on that stage. Don't worry about me. Alright?" I mumbled. There was silence for a while; I could only hear his heavy breathing.
"I love too, baby. I miss you a lot." Harry murmurs. I know he's trying to stay calm near me. He isn't fine and it's killing me inside that I can't be near him to comfort him, to tell him that everything is fine. One thing that I bet no one has figured that Harry can be really sensitive at time. Especially when it comes to time like this.
After saying my goodbyes to Harry, I give a quick text to Sarah. She is supposed to take me to the hospital, as Harry ordered. Before I could press send a bang voice echoes around the house. I was kind of scared at first, but then I released its Sarah. Thuds started come closer to my room as grabbed my purse.
"Maira!"
"I'm here!"
I felt my head throb that instant, my body going numb. I stumble back a little, rubbing my hand on my forehead. My vision started to get blurry as Sarah entered my room. Before she could say anything I lose my strength, my body heating the ground and I blackout.
NIALL'S P.O.V.
"Where the hell is Harry now?" Louis yells going on his tip toes to look for the curly boy. All our heads turn from left to right in search of Harry. He was nowhere in view. He must be in the dressing room as always.
"I'll go check the dressing room." I inform, hopping around. Jogging down the aisle, I look around to detect Harry. He has been really down since the concert has started. He is mostly quit; he just wasn't the same Harry. It's obviously because of Maira. He wanted to be there for her no matter what, especially in the position Maira is right now. He is always calling her or texting her if she's fine. Even at mid night you'll find him walking around the place in worry. I've never seen a man care about his girl this much than Harry.
Yanking the door open, I peek inside finding the boy on the couch. His hands were dug in his hair, the elbow supporting the weight. His phone was placed besides him, his shoulders rising and falling sharply.
"Mate, what are you doing here?" I softly spoke, walking towards him. Harry's head shot towards me, his thumb hastily rubbing across his eye. His gaze drop down to the floor, I could feel him swallowing the lump stuck in his throat.
"I was just coming." Harry murmurs, taking a few deep breaths. I have never seen him this worried. My foat steps echo around the silent room as I walk towards Harry.
"It's going to be alright, Haz." I take a seat beside him, rubbing his back lightly.
"I don't know, who will it be alright? Niall, I wanted to be there for her. At least at a time like this." Harry spoke.
"It's not your fault. You don't have to feel bad. Sarah is going with Maira. C'mon." I tap his shoulder, trying to cheer him up. The buzzy feeling in my pocket tickles me, low giggles left my mouth as Harry glares at me. I take my phone out, Sarah was calling. Please me a good news please.
"Hey, babe. What's up?"
"Niall, I don't know what to do. I came to pick Maira from her house but by the time I got to her room she fainted. I took her to the hospital. I don't know what I will do alone." Sarah breaths out. My eyes grew wide; I did not want to tell this to Harry.
"Please, don't tell Harry. Please!" She pleads on the other side of the phone. I motion Harry to come, he nods. I could tell by his face he wants to know who's on the phone. Without any thought I get up and exit the room. He was not following me, thank god.
"I know, I won't. What did the doctor said?"
"He said she wasn't getting enough energy for herself and the baby. Niall, I told her to eat all the time she just always confirmed me. I can't believe it!" Sarah worriedly spoke.
"Calm down. Hopefully nothing bad will happen. Keep texting me. The concert is started." I inform.
"Yeah, alright. Good luck. I miss you."
"I miss you too. Thanks."
I shove the phone is my pocket and look back to find Harry jogging towards me. I bet if he got to know about this he'll leave the concert and go home this instant. Most importantly he'll hate himself for no reason. Its better if he won't know anything, Maira would also like that I guess. I just hope everything ends up alright. God forbid If something happens to Maira or the baby Harry would probably kill himself.
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"So we could start it all over again." I end the song lastly, the crowed screaming louder than before. I turn around finding the curly man seated on one of the stares, his gaze on his phone. I jog towards him before the next song starts. We have done 4 songs and Harry hasn't been the same. You know the cheeky playful Harry at the concerts. He just kept checking his phone or just walks around.
"Mate, what's up?" Harry attention shoot up, his features caring a hint of worry. He lets out sigh slipping his phone back in his pocket.
"There is no answer from her. She was supposed to tell me now. It's been so long." Harry spoke a bit angrily. I swear he needs to learn to be patient.
Before I could say anything, Liam took our attention. Actually everyone's attention.
HARRY'S P.O.V.
"Harry here, well get to know today..." Liam walks towards me, settling next to ne. His arm drops on my shoulder as he continues. I intently watch him. He couldn't be doing it!
"Whether it's a....girl or a....boy!" The whole crowd cheers louder. I couldn't help but look down and smile wider, my cheeks heating up.
Each part of the arena hooting different things. Some shouted boy some shouted girl. Then I questioned myself, what do I want?
I really don't care. All I care is it's healthy and safe. Whether it's a boy or a girl. It then reminds me of the small conversation Maira and I had shared the night before I left.
*FLASH BACK.*
She fiddles with my fingers playfully, soft giggles escaping from her lips. Her hair tickled my chin and neck as I dug my nose in them. The scent of her berry shampoo filling my nostrils. Her small bare feet were tangled with my big ones.
"Harry?"
"Mhmm."
"What if it's a boy?"
I didn't really get the question at first or the topic she started. Then I realized, she actually thought I wanted a girl only. I was just joking that time, who knew she would take it seriously.
"Mhm...We'll leave it there then." I joked. Her head shot up at me, a hint of worry forming on those beautiful features. I couldn't help but chuckle at her reaction. She breathes out in relief, her hand making contact with my chest playfully. She lye back on my chest, her fingers grabbing my hand again.
"I'm serious." Maira whines.
"Why would you even ask that?" I snake my other hand in her hair, lightly massaging it.
"I don't know. You always wanted a girl."
"Babe, don't be silly. I don't care if it's a boy or a girl." I mumble. "The only thing that matters is it's health & that's what I care about."
She peers up at me, her eyes full of excitement. That is what I love. Her eyes always showed the emotion that will get you happy. She always satisfied and happy for what she has. She knows how to comfort me, how to cheer me up. She knows everything that is to know about me.
I'll be leaving tomorrow for 4 weeks. I have to leave her on this situation and I hate that. It almost kills me to leave her like this. To leave her when she need me the most. What can we do? We have no choice.
"When is the ultrasound?" I ask.
"After 3 or 4 weeks, hopefully." She answers back. I started to mentally calculate the days. I can't make it by then, dammit. We'll me back after 4 weeks or more and her ultrasound is in kike 3 or 4 weeks.
My attention diverts towards the girl next to me. Sje started to mumble some things.
"We'll be painting the whole room with light, soft baby colors." She whispers.
"Setting his...or her room with different furniture....stuff toys." She looks up at me, a grin playing on her pink lips.
"It would be so much fun buying baby cloths." She spoke excitedly. "You know, those tiny tiny cloths and shoes." She lightly giggles, making a chuckle escape my mouth.
"It sure will be." I change my side, her body plopping next to me. I rest my head on my arm, the other falling on her waist. She wriggles her body, scooting closer to me. The baby bum coming between us. Chuckles echoed in my throat as I watch her attempts to comfortably get closer to me. She finally made her space, the face digging in my neck. She breaths quite heavily, her breath tickles my skin.
Her eyes meet mine again, a smile curved on our lips. I lean down, pressing my lips to hers. Her lips are always smooth and soft against mine. Every time we kiss I only want more. I could just kiss her all day.
"I'm going to miss you so much." She pulls away, digging her head in my neck again. I wrap my arms around her, pulling the body closer.
"I'm gonna miss you too, baby." I press a kiss on top of her head.
*FLASHBACK END.*
My thoughts get interrupted by the buzzy feeling in my pocket. I lightly jump at the sensation, Niall's face turning towards me. It's must be Maira. It should be Maira. It has to be her.
Yup, It's her. I hand Niall my microphone, motioning him that I'll be back. I quickly jog backstage, trying to find a quite spot. I stand in the corner, pressing the phone to my ear. I was literally jumping inside.
"Maira? Baby? How is everything? What happened?"
"Wow. Relax, Styles." A different voice spoke, which I'm assuming is Sarah.
"Where is she? I need to talk to her." I spoke a bit too harshly.
"She's still with the doctor, Harry. You need to chill." She almost shouts.
"Why is she with the doctor? Sarah, Is she alright?" Panic went through my body. My voice getting higher everytime.
"Err...y-yeah...She's...she's perfectly fine...yeah!" Sarah spoke, I could just tell she's lying.
"Sarah, What is it? Tell me right now." I almost screamed, my heart beat rising.
"I-it's nothing. Maira just told me to tell you it's a girl." My body relaxed, my breath easing slowly. The feature on my face that carried anger was softening. My lips curling into a smile.
"Congratulations Daddy Styles." Sarah coo's following with light giggles.
"Thank you. Can't I talk to Maira?" I whine.
"Nope. Now go, I know you're at the concert. Bye Daddy Styles." I chuckle lightly mumbling a bye to her. Slipping the phone in my pocket again I walk out. A wide smile plastered on my face. Daddy Styles.. Mhmmm.
I hop out on the stage, the crowd hooting louder. All 4 head turn towards me, Niall coming to hand me the Mic.
"Looks like Harry have news for us." Louis narrows his eyes at me. His glare was like forcing me to speck in the microphone. I look around the arena smiling wide, I just wanted to make situation intense.
"IT'S A GIRL." Screaming on top my lungs on the microphone, I take a deep breath. The fans whooping loudly make my smile grow wider as I throw my hands in the air. I just feel so happy after so long. Knowing that soon you're going to be a father of one beautiful angel who's yet to come...makes me the happiest man in the world. It's sometimes funny how I'm blessed with all the perfect things in the world.
MAIRA'S P.O.V.
I hurriedly fix the last pillows on our bed. The place smelled fresh, our room nicely cleaned. Harry would be home any minute so I fixed the place for a bit. I even came early from the hospital. Yeah...so what actually happened was that I didn't take much nutrients and food for me and the baby. My blood pressure was quite high too, he said I was worrying too much. I really didn't you had to take this much care about yourself.
He also said that if we weren't there in time the baby's heartbeat could have stopped. But it's fine now, I have to take extra medicine. I thank Sarah for not telling anything to Harry. I just know he'd freak out. Now, he won't ever know probably. The past is the past, it'll stay there.
I'm just so exultant that Harry's will finally return. After more than 4 weeks, I'll get to touch him, I'll get to kiss him, hear his voice whispering in my ear. The desire of touching was turning into yearn by now.
The car engine startles me, my lips curling into a smile. It's him. I briskly slip into Harry's shirt that I have been wearing; It even smelt of his strong cent. Wrapping my hair in some kind of bun, I walk out of the room. My situation not letting me make a run downstairs, I have to take real care now. Before I could descend down the stairs the door knobs starts to twist. The twisting stops for a while until the door is yanked open.The curly haired drags the suit cases inside the house. I could tell by the way he struggled he's really tired. Another bag was hanging on his shoulder as he helplessly pushed it out of his site. Take silent steps down the stairs, I smiled at his little hard work. Finally banging the door close, his head turns towards me. Our eyes met as his lips curl into a smile.
He drops his bag down on the floor, making his way towards me. I fasten my pase, opening my hands for his warm embrance. He wraps his arms around my waist, his face digging in my neck. My hands found there way around his neck, pressing a soft kiss on his neck. He gently squeezes my body into his, the warmth of his flesh radiating.
No words came out of our lips. Only the contact we shared told us how much we missed each other. Pulling away, I look up at the tall boy. He smiles, his hand pushes the strands of hair on my cheek. Harry leans down, my lips coming in contact with his. Those lips were warm against mine, moving in perfect sync. I didn't realoze how badly I wanted this. He slowly pulls away, the warm hand intestines with mine.
"I missed you, baby." Harry smiles, a small kiss being pressed on my forehead. Before I could say anything he ducks down, come just at the height of my belly. His eyes were still connected with mine as he takes hold of the shirt. Lifting the material up from my bum, Harry looks at the revealed skin. The feeling of his lips on my belly brought some kind of tingles around my body.
"I missed you too, baby girl." Harry whispers, his eyes still on my skin. He finally gets up on his full towering height. His eyes sparkled differently, the hint of excitement and love and many other emotions flowing in them. Exhaustion too.
"Are you hungry?" I wrap my arms around his torso, looking up at the smiling man. He hums lightly miving his head, His grin going wider.
"For you." Harry huskily spoke. I chuckle slightly, going on my tip toes to press a kiss on on his lips.
"We're going to have a baby girl Harry." I whisper. "You're going to father a baby girl." I rest my head on his chest, bring him closer. A kiss was pressed on the top my head before resting his chin on top.
"I'm really happy...I love you."
"I love you too."
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