Small Bump

*This is the sequel to I Knew You Were Trouble, this won't make sense to you if you haven't read it yet* Ella's now seven months pregnant and Harry's always on edge, making sure that she's never upset. In a way, Ella can't wait for Emily to arrive so that she'd no longer be the centre of attention. But will everything change for the better when Emily arrives, or will it just cause even more problems?
So much has changed in five months and a lot more is about to. She doesn't realise how much the boys mean to her until they all start acting differently. Is this all because of her Small Bump?
Credit for cover - Stalkerish


8. Visiting Cheshire

Ella’s P.O.V

It was about ten in the morning and Harry thought that I was still asleep. He ran his hands down my back then placing them on my bum, pressing circles with his thumb. I got annoyed and smacked his hands away and I heard Harry mumble something under his breath.

He pulled a lock of my brown hair between his fingers, smiling before rubbing it across my face.

"Get up, babe," He whispered and kissed me softly.

I groaned and he reached down to tickle my sides when I pushed him away. Quickly sitting up, I crashed my lips to his so that he would stop and it worked making me pull away and smirk.

"Morning, Harry," I laughed and stood up off the bed pulling on a baggy top over my underwear.

I walked away and into the kitchen where I began frying some eggs and bacon. Feeling a pair of arms wrap around my waist, I tilted my head back and my eyes met Harry's.

"The boys are in the lounge," He chuckled.

"Since when?" I asked.

"They let themselves in," He continued.

"I can't believe you talked me into letting them have a spare key," I laughed, flipping the eggs.

"What's the plan for today?" He asked resting his head forward onto my shoulder.

"Lunch with Liam and Danielle," I replied, pulling out some plates from the cupboard above my head.

"He did mention something about that..." He trailed off.

"There's your breakfast, I'll be back in a minute," I smiled, walking out of the room.

I went to get Emily from her nursery and she grinned adorably when she saw me. After getting her into a fresh babygrow, I took her into my room where I slipped into a pair of shorts and then we walked back into the living room; she stood in front of me with her hands held out for me to hold them and she took her slow steps with my help.

"You're so clumsy," I laughed as she fell straight on her bum in the lounge doorway.

She pouted up at me and I lifted her into my arms, sitting down next to Liam. He smiled at me and I mirrored the action as we began talking about the tour and just normal stuff.

"I'm off," Louis stood up a couple of hours later.

"Yeah, me too," Niall joined him.

I got off the couch and Liam watched Emily while I saw them out. My phone was buzzing constantly and I had to check it. Seeing that my twitter was practically blowing up, I clicked on the app to see what was going on.

*Harry Styles' girlfriend, Ella Thorpe, has been pictured out with Harry's bandmate, Zayn Malik numerous amount of times during the past two weeks. Is she cheating on Harry?*

Rolling my eyes, I sat down next to Liam again, seeing many messages of hate sent directly at me.

*Just wanted to clear up all this mess. I was just helping @zaynmalik with some wedding stuff and would never do that to @Harry_Styles anyway, I love him very much. x*

"Sucks to be you right now," Liam laughed from next to me.

"I've gotten used to it," I sighed.


"Harry, baby, wake up," I shook him lightly.

He opened his eyes and looked up at me, smiling and pulling me down to him for a kiss.

"Come back to bed, it's only early," He mumbled, wrapping my arms around my back as I leant over him.

"We need to leave in three hours tops and I've just run myself a bath, anyway," I answered as I pressed my forehead on his.

"Ugh," He groaned.

"And someone decided to crash on our couch again," I rolled my eyes.

"Are they arguing again?" He sighed, raising his eyebrows.

I nodded and stood back up, pulling the covers off him.

"I'm not cold," He laughed.

"It doesn't matter, go put some clothes on and wake Niall up," I urged, walking out of the room.

I turned round to make sure that he'd got out of bed and, when I saw he had, I moved over to the bath and pulled my clothes off, throwing them in the washing basket. Climbing in, I sighed and let out a deep breath, closing my eyes.

I loved baths; they relived all my stress and help to relax my muscles. My eyes shot open and my head snapped up as I heard the door creak open.

"Babe, I'm going Starbucks, do you want anything?" He asked.

"Yeah, just the usual, thanks," I smiled and picked my phone up.

"Okay, Niall's in the lounge so put some clothes on before you leave the room," He chuckled.

"I'm not stupid like you, Harry," I rolled my eyes.


We pulled up outside Anne's house at about four and I climbed out of the car. Harry unbuckled Emily from her car seat and passed her to me as he went to get the bag out of the boot.

"Harry!" Anne shouted excitedly when she opened the door, giving him a hug.

"Hi, Mum," He chuckled.

She greeted me and I gave Emily to her for a hug. The four of us walked into the living room where Gemma and Tom were playing. They smiled over at us and we mirrored the action.

"Who's up for dinner?" Anne asked, placing Emily on the floor.

"Sounds great," I smiled, walking over to help her set up the table.

During lunch, everyone had a catch up and we made arrangements for tonight. Harry wanted to take me out so we needed to make sure that Anne and Gemma were still okay to look after Emily.

After finalising everything, the conversation turned to me and Harry, again. Anne mentioned something about marriage and I almost choked on my drink, Harry looking over at me and laughing.

"Maybe not too soon,” He continued to stare at me.

I managed to compose myself and elbowed Harry slightly, shaking my head.

“Stop giving your mum false hope,” I whispered when nobody was looking.

Harry chuckled slightly and pulled me onto his lap in one swift move, occasionally running his lips over my shoulder. I was wearing a tight vest top and a pair of very short high waisted shorts, giving him a good view of the two things he loved most.

“We’re going out in a couple of hours. You gonna be ready in that time?” He smirked teasingly.

“Whatever,” I rolled my eyes and looked over to Emily who was sat on the floor, happily playing with the teddy that Harry had brought home from America with him.


“Harryyyy, give me my phone,” I slurred, jumping up to reach the phone in his hands as he helped me up the stairs and into his old bedroom.

“Babe, you know you’ll regret sending those messages in the morning,” He pointed out, trying

to calm me down.

“I just need to call my boyfriend,” I whined, slapping his chest weakly, completely out of it.

“Ella, I am your boyfriend. I’m right here,” He laughed as I stared into his eyes.

“Harry? When did you get here?” I giggled, falling into his arms.

“Shh, you’ll wake everyone up,” He pressed a finger to my lips.

He helped me into bed before walking away; he came back minutes later with a glass of water in an attempt to sober me up.

“I’m not drinking that,” I protested, moving away from him.

"You'll feel awful in the morning if you don't," He rolled his eyes.

"You can roll your eyes all you want, Harold, I'm not drinking it," I spoke slowly, stopping to think of my words occasionally.

"Such a lightweight," He chuckled, placing the glass on the bedside table.

"Don't leave," I pouted when he stood up.

"I'm only going to the toilet."


"Ugh, what happened last night?" I groaned, feeling the light seep into the room.

"What do you remember?" Harry asked from the other side of the room.

"Nothing," I shrugged, sitting up and getting hit with a massive headache.

"Don't worry then," He laughed, looking out the window.

"What the hell happened to my phone?" I frowned when my lock button didn’t work.

"You dropped it."

"Great, just great," I sighed.

"I can ge-" He began.

"You’re not buying me a new one, I'll get it fixed when we go home. I’ll just get that assessive touch thing," I quickly cut him off.

"It's Niall's birthday in ten days," He reminded me.

“I know, I know. You keep saying,” I mumbled, pulling the covers over my head.

“When did you turn into little miss grumpy?” He chuckled, moving so he was under the covers too.

“I don’t know,” I shrugged.

“I get it, I’ll be back in half an hour,” He smiled, climbing out of the covers and leaving the room.

I lifted my head up slightly and picked up my phone again, going on to my settings. Once I’d sorted everything out, I opened up my messages and quickly texted El.

To: El

Can you send Lou over to mine to check on Niall for me? Thanks xx

From: El

Sure, I’ll let you know xx

I went off the app and clicked on flappy bird; the game was literally so addictive, I played for the time that Harry was gone and didn’t even realise he’d came back.

“I’m back,” He smiled, sitting down next to me and passing me a tub of mint choc chip ice cream.

“Thanks,” I smiled back and took the spoon from his hands.


“Harry, where’s this sixty pounds come from?” I asked, pulling it out of my purse.

He just grinned and went back to whatever he was doing.

“I thought I told you I’d pay it myself,” I frowned, sitting down and throwing the money back into his lap.

“Just let me treat you for once,” He turned to me.

“You do enough of that already,” I disagreed, laying my head in his lap lazily.

“And you’re worth every penny,” He laughed, putting his lips against mine.

“You’re such a sop,” I teased, laughing against his lips.

“I know,” He laughed along with me.

“Mumma?” Emily faintly spoke from the other room.

I pulled away from Harry and stood up, walking over to her.

“What’s wrong, bubs?” I looked at her as she pouted.

“Te…” She attempted, trailing off when she couldn’t pronounce the rest.

“Te?” I urged.

She shook her head and grabbed both of my hands, walking with my help. Standing in front of Harry, she began to speak again.

“Te,” She spoke, sure of herself this time.

“Come on then, I’ll help you find it,” Harry, seeming to know what she was talking about, took her hands and left the room.

They walked back in minutes later, Emily hugging her teddy close to her chest.

“Oh, I see now,” I nodded my head, laughing at my own stupidity, “What’s the time?”

“About four,” He answered, sitting back on the sofa with Emily.

“I still feel bad about leaving her with your sister while we go out for dinner with your mum,” I told him, running a hand through my hair.

“She offered,” he reminded me.

“Still,” I rolled my eyes.

“She doesn’t mind, she loves Emily.”

“I’m going upstairs to get ready, see you in a bit,” I smiled, walking off.


I was rushing around the room in my white underwear, getting frustrated and basically throwing my clothes everywhere. The door bursts open and Harry stands there, watching me with a smirk on is face.

“Babe, I’m back,” He cheerfully spoke.

“I can see that,” I spat; getting frustrated always made me cranky.

“You look real sexy when you’re mad. But it makes you ten times more sexy when you’re only in her underwear,” I wrapped his arms around me from behind, kissing my neck.

“Harry, we don’t have time for this,” I whined, trying to push him away.

“Babe, we have all the time in the world,” He smirked again.

“No, we don’t. I still haven’t found anything to wear and were supposed to leave in an hour,” I frowned.

“Which is why I packed that dress that you forgot to,” He laughed, holding it out in front of me.

“Thank you so much, Harry!” I turned around and gave him a big hug.

“I’m just clever,” He grinned.

“Don’t get too excited, Haz,” I laughed as his hands trailed down my back.

I pulled away from the hug and quickly slipped into the dress. It was a bright turquoise colour and went down longer at the back [Picture at the end]. I found a pair of white flats that went nicely and added a thin brown belt to my dress.

“Have you seen my shirt?” He asked as I was applying some eyeliner.

“I think Emily fell asleep with it,” I giggled, biting my lip guiltily.

“What about the other one?” He raised his eyebrows.

“I think the black and white one is still folded up in the bag,” I smiled.

I decided on adding my dark red lipstick to the look as I knew it was Harry’s favourite. While I waited for Harry to get dressed, I pulled out my book and ended up reading about two seconds of it.

“I’m ready,” He smiled, sitting down next to me.

“No,” I shook my head leaning up to fix his tie, “Harry, what have you done?” I asked, shaking my head slightly.

“I don’t know,” He shrugged, staring at my every move.

I undid his tie and tightened it properly around his neck.

“I never wore a tie at school,” I thought out loud.

“How can you tie it better than me then?” He asked.

“Neither Sam or Louis could do theirs’ until a couple of years ago,” I explained, pulling away after finishing it.

“Thanks,” He tried to lean in but turned my head so his lips planted on my cheek.

“Nope, you’re not getting lipstick all over you,” I teased.

“We should go get Em,” He told me.

“She’s with your mum,” I informed, standing up off the bed.

We walked down the stairs and found Anne sitting in the lounge with Gemma and the two kids. Sure enough, Emily’s tiny body was curled up in a ball, hugging Harry’s shirt around her body.

“I told you she had it,” I laughed, looking over at Harry who had a smile plastered on his face.

“Don’t wake her up,” He stopped me when I was about to walk over to here.

I nodded and moved closer to her, bending down.

“Night, sweetie. I’ll see you tomorrow. Unless you decide to wake me up in the middle of the night,” I whispered, pressing my lips to her forehead; thankfully my lipstick didn’t leave a mark where it wasn’t freshly applied.

Harry did the same and we both said bye to Gemma before getting in the car with Anne and Robin.

Author's Message:

Sorry for the late update! But I promise to make up for it in the following chapters :)

Ella's dress:

- Hazzaismybaby

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