Skinny Love

Emily is always unnoticed by Harry, she's invited over to his flat but he just uses her physically. She decidedes to take him day by day and except the fact that she is just a novelty to him. Emily is thrown around by Harry's other mistress that controls him and Harry can't find his own way out of his own hole.
Harry then realizes Emily has loved him all along and knows that she's been there since the beginning.


13. Christmas

Christmas is finally here, my parents and sister are here from the states. Harry's mum and sister came to join us. Harry's father came yesterday to give us a gift. He gave us a picture of all of us on his birthday at his party. "Do you want a lollipop?" Harry asks, I nod because its the only thing I enjoy eating. I reach my arm out to take it. "Ah ah ah" he shakes his finger. "Pay me in a kiss" he pursed his lips for a kiss. I kissed him and took the hi her lollipop. My mother gave me a glass of warm lemon water to help my headache. My sister stayed by my side and played with my hair. Tonight is Christmas Eve and I'm about two weeks along in the pregnancy. There's only a hardening spot on my abdomen. I just noticed it now. It's not super hard, just a new thing that I haven't noticed. "Harry" I say waving my hand motioning for him to come to my attention? "Yes babe?" He asks, I lift my shirt up to my stomach and feel around the hardening area. "Feel that?" I say letting him feel. I lean back on my sister. Harry feels around my abdomen where the hardening place was. It feels as if its clay being modeled. "That's your stomach preparing for the bump." he smiles so happy at me. I smile back knowing that his baby is forming in there. Our baby. "Mum? Is that correct? Is her bump forming?" Harry asks his mother Anne. He moves out of the way for her to look. "Harry, you are right" She gives her son a kiss and sits back down in her chair beside Gemma. "Are you excited?" Gemma pokes in, Harry nods and pulls my legs over his and takes my hands. "Yeah, I mean. We have a long way to go though." 
 Soon enough it was getting late and I was getting tired, I looked at the Christmas tree light up as the lights went off as people went to their guest rooms. Harry pulls the blanket over him and I and we both fall asleep. 
I was woken up by my mother, she shakes my arm lightly to wake me up. "Wake up baby, everyone is waiting." He kisses my head. I sit up rubbing my eyes and yawning. Harry is already up as I see he's dressed and peeking through the door. I get up out of the bed and assemble beside Harry putting my head on his chest as he gives me a good morning kiss as usual. "Happy Christmas" "Thank you, happy Christmas"  I yawn again, he walks me out to the living room and everyone is waiting. What a shocker. I sat down after giving my father a kiss on the cheek, he wished me a merry Christmas. Harry handed me a box, it was a square and thin. "Well, open it." He says as I stare in wonder. I shrug and open the box out from the Christmas paper. The box had a little baby onesie that said Styles on the back like a jersey. "This time next year we will have the baby, so why not start now?" He spoke in that gorgeous British accent. I kiss him as a thank you. I reach into my robe pocket and pull out a necklace, it was for him. I picked it up at an old antique shop and he's loved it ever since he saw it so I bought it for him. It's a silver key from around the 1600's, probably found here in London during renaissance days. His eyes lit up, he smiles and kisses me. "How did you know?" He asks, I shrug and smile "I just did." 
Everyone else got their gifts, my mom got a nice ring from my father, my father got tools, my sister got a bracelet and Anne and Gemma got earring from us. I hope everyone likes their gifts, I mean Harry and I aren't the best gift givers. My mother and father usually got me clothes. I needed them, but really. Having both of our families together on Christmas is good enough for us. 
 We all are breakfast, I ate for Harry. Though I didn't want any part of it. My dads the cook out of all of us so he made breakfast. I'd never turn down my fathers food but right now I'm just not feeling it. God, I wish I could get another ginger lollipop but I can't. I ate enough to cover up and show that I at least tried. I clean up with my mother and Anne, Gemma and Harry are having competitions with the XBOX games. Harry is acting like a child whining when Gemma wins a round of mortal combat. Which those games will be put away when baby Styles is born. 
"So..." Anne says with a smile upon her gorgeous face. "So, what?" I ask back smiling. "Boy or girl? What's your vote?" She leans on the counter looking at the snow. I shrug, I guess I've never really thought about what I'd like it to be. I'm undecided, boys are easy, laid back and calm most of the time. Girls have periods, boy troubles, hormones and everything. "I don't know, I'd like a daughter I guess, but you can't really choose" I shrug again in reply to the answer I give. "Right, right, I think Harry wants a boy. He's always been in love with teaching his son how to play football or manly things." 
"Yeah," I nod and look at Harry competing with Gemma. "Whatever makes Harry happy. I'm happy." I say as my mother comforts me as she finishes cleaning. 
Gemma and Harry are bickering again over the game, "I won, so pay up" "Gem, it's Christmas" "Good, an actual reason" she chuckles. "Pay up" he hand out her hand for Harry to pay her his loss. He stashes the dollar bills into her pocket and asks for a rematch but Harry declines and attends to my side. "If I'm happy your happy?" He asks with a grin. "Yes" "Shouldn't it be the other way around?" He looks as me and gives me a nice kiss. I go and sit down next to my father like I always would when I was a child. "Hi Daddy" I smile, he puts his arm around me. "Wow, one day your off to preschool and now you are preparing to be a wife...and a mom. So fast." He smiles. I almost cry looking into my fathers grey-green eyes. I give him a kiss upon the cheek and look at Harry beside me. My beautiful fiancé beside me, smile by smile. Eye by eye, look my look. We are already a family. 

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