What's the worst way to spend Valentine's Day?
Alone and pregnant.
I was exactly three months away from my due date, and it wasn't helping that Doctor Evans said that I would be experiencing hormonal swings during this time. The current hormonal swing wanted sex. And Harry wasn't here. Wonderful.
And what makes the situation even worse?
The tabloids.
Three of the four magazines that I had read in my freetime today had me walking out of the hospital alone on the front cover. The headlines read something along the lines of, "Lonely Mommy on Valentine's Day" and "She's Got a Tummy to Keep Her Company".
I had really only done two interviews since Harry and I announced everything.
But the press decided to use almost everything that I had said.
I read one of the articles with a look of complete astonishment on my face.
'Rachel Paxton has had to deal with much love, along with hate, lately. Her and her boyfriend of eigth months, One Direction member Harry Styles, announced that they were engaged AND expecting last month. Rachel, who is approximately six months pregnant, has been seen making multiple trips to the hospital, creating speculation of a difficulty in her pregnancy.
Ms. Paxton spoke up about Harry being on tour during her final trimester last week in an interview with Chelsea Handler on Chelsea Lately on Monday night last week. When asked what the hardest thing was, she responded by saying, "It would probably be him not being able to go to the appointments with me. We Skype at night almost everyday, but it just doesn't seem good enough. Maybe when the little one is actually here I won't be so lonely." She laughed off most of the rumors, but when asked about a rumor that he had cheated earlier in her pregnancy she froze. She responded with, "There was a situation that I had overreacted about, but it turned out to be nothing. Just a misunderstanding."
Although Rachel and Harry's relationship may have caused thousands of teenage girls' hearts to break, we definitely approve. As long as we get some of the first exclusive pics of baby Styles.
I laughed at the last paragraph as I put the magazine down and turned my laptop on.
Twitter was a waste now. The only thing that I would see was ideas for baby names and hate, and frankly, I didn't need either of those.
I looked for articles online, but they were all the same thing.
I was officially the lonely expectant mommy. Isn't that wonderful...
My computer beeped with a Skype request.
Harry.
I smiled and click accept.
"Hello, love! I miss you!" Harry yelled.
"He won't shut up about you, Rachel. Please, tell him to shut up for the sake of One Direction," Louis begged from somewhere in the background.
"I miss you too, Curly. You missed it. Last night our baby was kicking like crazy. I think he or she misses Daddy," I told him with a small smile.
"Can I see your belly? I haven't seen it since I left. It's bigger right?" he asked. I nodded and stood up. I pulled my shirt up above my stomach so he could see my ever growing stomach. His eyes lit up, and I could tell just how awestruck he was.
"I miss you so much. I just want to you come home," I told him.
"Only seventy days left," he reminded me.
"Oh, yes. Nothing like seventy days of being called the lonely expectant mommy," I said sarcastically. Harry laughed and I heard Louis speak up.
"That's probably my favorite name for you yet," he laughed.
"Speak to Zoey lately, Lou?" I said, trying to annoy him on purpose.
"Um, hah, what? I don't know what you're talking about. Why would I talk to That Blond Bitch? She's your friend. Not mine." I laughed at his minor panic attack at the mention of Zoey, and I heard him huff.
"Is something going on that I don't know about?" Harry asked.
"No, Curly. Don't worry about it."
"I hope you don't mind, but I told Gemma that she could come stay with you. She should actually be there by now. Here flight was supposed to land thirty minutes ago," he said skeptically. Aw, he was worried for his big sister.
Right one cue the doorbell rang. "I bet that's her," I told Harry I got up to answer the door, and before I could even greet her she pulled me into a tight hug.
She pulled back and looked down at my stomach. "Oh my, you're getting big aren't you?"
I laughed and shrugged. "I told you it was her," I said to Harry.
"You're always right, love," he replied. "Hello, Gemma!" He waved to her like a child, and we both laughed.
"Hi, Harry how's tour?" she asked.
"You should know. I saw you only a few days ago!" Harry revealed.
"I know! I just didn't want to... You know... Make Rachel feel bad," Gemma said sheepishly.
"Don't worry about it. It's fine," I told her. I didn't want her to feel bad about seeing her brother.
"Hey, I've gotta go, but I promise I'll call you before you go to sleep, even if it is three in the morning here. I miss you."
"I miss you, too, Harry," I said. I was getting all emotional again. Stupid hormones.
"I love you, Rach." He kissed the screen, and I decided not to be gross. Instead, I blew a kiss back to him.
"Love you, Curly."
The screen went blank, but this time I wasn't alone. Gemma was here, and I couldn't be happier.
"So, what are we going to do?" Gemma asked excitedly.
"Wanna look at some bridesmaid dresses online? I still haven't gotten around to that for some reason," I told her. I opened the internet on my computer and went to my favorite wedding boutiques website.
It was interesting bonding with Gemma. She truly was an amazing girl. She was actually a lot like me, but more cheery and less... Rebelious?
We searched the website for hours until we finally decided on a color. A vibrant purple.
We searched through the dresses of that color, and we had almost given up when we reached the last page.
The dress was perfect.
It was a strapless dress that was at mid-thigh length. It was the most perfect dress for my wedding.
"I love it! It'll look great on all of us!" Gemma clapped happily while I called the boutique to make an appointment.
"Well, that was fun. Now what?" I asked when I finished the phone call.
"Movies?" I nodded, and we spent the next ten minutes picking out movies to watch.
We watch 21 Jump Street first. Channing Tatum. Yum.
Once that was over we watched a movie that had been my favorite since I was eight. Ice Age. It only made me feel better to know that the fourth movie had premiered the previous July and I had been the one of the first to see it.
Gemma was fast asleep when I started the last movie that we had picked out. Paranormal Activity 3. No matter how many times I had seen the movie it still made me take several bathroom breaks from being scared.
On my way back from the bathroom for the third time my phone buzzed.
"Hello?" I answered without looking at the caller ID.
"Hello, love. I told you I'd call you even if it was three in the morning," Harry's voice said from the other end of the phone call.
"Harry, you really didn't have to do that. You should sleep." I walked back into the living room, covered Gemma up, and turned the TV off.
"I wanted to be the last voice you heard tonight because I can't be there to cuddle up to you when you sleep. I know you have trouble getting to sleep without me," he replied coyly.
"Shut up, Curly." I laughed and shut the door to my bedroom. I changed into my pajamas while we talked. "Just be safe. Don't let any girl get a hold of you because I'll personally come over there and rip their head off. I have the excuse of being hormonal now," I joked.
"Remind me to never get on your badside." I laughed and yawned. "You sound tired. You should get to sleep."
"That's what I told you. It's only that it's not that late here. It's three in the morning there. Go to bed, Harry," I demanded of him.
I heard him sigh into the phone. "Fine. Goodnight, Rach. Love you."
"Love you, too, Curly. Don't get into any trouble. At least not until I can join you." I smiled in the phone, waiting for him to hang up, but he never did. "Harry?"
"Yeah?"
I sighed and chuckled. "Go to bed, please. For me."
"I will, but I just can't bring myself to hang up. I miss you too much." His words were so true that it almost brought me to tears.
"I know. We'll compromise. I'll stay on the phone with you until you fall asleep, okay?"
"That sounds perfect."
We made meaningless chitchat until I could hear his snores that were loud in my ear. I laughed at him because I thought I would be the one to fall asleep first. I hung up and curled up into a ball. The conversation with Harry made it easier for me to fall asleep, and I did so effortlessly.
It was the best sleep that I'd had ever since Harry left for tour.
It wasn't the way I had expected to spend my Valentine's Day, but it was good enough for me.
It's another short chappie, but I got it uploaded anyway. I really like the whole Gemma and Rachel bonding time, so if there isn't more in this story there will be more, a lot more, in the sequel. I'm really looking forward to writing that.
Anyways, I really need your help in determining if the baby will be a boy or a girl, and then you have to pick a name out of the ones that I mentioned in chapter 16... I think.
Well, thanks for the votes. It means a lot to me. Liv gets so excited when I tell her how the story is going when we Skype at night. She absolutely loves all of the support you guys are giving this story. She can't wait until we get some more acknowledgement. She'll be home for a day tomorrow so maybe I can get the original author to maybe make a chappie for you guys.
Anyways, vote and comment to let me know what you think, and then Liv would be so appreciative that she'll upload a chapter for you guys!
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- Kenz xx
Ahah! Kenzie forgot to publish! Maybe it was because of the site-wide outage?
Hey guys, it's Liv! I've missed you all so much. I really wish that I could continue to write for you guys but sadly I can't because of my hectic schedule.
Anyways, I'll be home tomorrow until noon, so I'll try to get a chapter up before I leave for two more weeks of basketball.
How are you guys liking Kenz? She's good isn't she? She got like a perfect score on her composition part of the ACT. Crazy? I know.
I love the fact that you guys are still supporting the story even though I'm not writing it. It means a lot to me, and it means SO much to Kenz.
Well, thanks. Like Kenzie said, vote, comment, maybe?
Haha well toodles!
-Liv xx