A lot can happen in 9 months

I sat on the edge of the bathtub. My mind constantly thinking, not giving me a moment of serenity. 5 minutes had gone by, it was time. This is it. This is the time where my life either changes or I get a chance to better myself.

I got up off of the bathtub and walked to the counter. I picked it up and read it aloud.

“Pregnant, 2-3 weeks”

My heart sank.


19. I couldn't be more thrilled!


As we walked out of the hospital Harry's hand in mine the paparazzi went at it again.

"Harry, Zoe. Well what are you guys having?" the same paparazzi from before spoke.

Harry decided he wanted to tell them. We had already called the boys and his family so nobody else important needed to know other than the fans.

I wish I could have called my family but I don't want to give them any information, they don't deserve it. I love them but I am so mad that I don't know when I will forgive them. 

"Well, Zoe and I are having a baby girl. I couldn't be more thrilled!" a smile came across his face.

"Congratulations!" they all seemed to speak at the same time.

Harry and I got into the car. They whole way home I couldn't stop smiling.

The reason I was smiling mostly was because the doctor who did my ultrasound asked us about our sex life. Awkward.

She told us it's healthy to have sex while pregnant. Harry is nervous about it. To be honest so am I. If we do it's gonna be awkward. I guess we will see.

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