Alex's POV

“What about Jeff?” Harry asked me as I crawled into bed, snuggling up to him.

“Jeff?” I asked, looking up to him with clear confusion across my face.

“Yeah, Jeff. That’s the main characters name in Rear Window, you said that was one of your favorite movies.” He explained; his face deadpan.

I laughed really hard at the explanation he gave me before answering. “It is one of my favorite movies, but I’m not naming a baby Jeff.”

“What’s wrong with Jeff?” He looked slightly offended, but I could see the slight smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

“It’s boring, kinda like Harry. Who would name their child Harry?” I shrugged with a wink.

“Hey now! You can dis Jeff all you want, but don’t you dare dis Harry.” He scolded; his voice laced with sarcasm. “Besides, who would name their daughter Alex, I thought that was a boy’s name?”

“Listen here smart ass, my name is Alexandra, which is a girl’s name.” I retorted. There was a little more annoyance in my voice than I wanted there to be, and I could tell that Harry picked up on that.

He chuckled at me before wrapping his arms around my waist and pulling me closer to him. “You’re cute when you’re annoyed.”

“I’m not annoyed.”

He smirked, “Sure you’re not.” Followed by a sweet and simple kiss. “I love you.”

I kissed him again before replying, “And I love you, when you’re not being an ass.” I teased.

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The next morning I woke early and got ready for work. I opted for a black wrap dress (since I still had not bought pants that fit properly, and because it hid my slight baby bump.) and my very favorite Kate Spade flats for my long day ahead of me.

"Where are you going?" A very sleepy Harry asked me as I walked back into our bedroom from the walk in closet.

"Work?" I questioned. Where else would I be going dressed like this?

"Oh, right. I forgot." He said, rubbing his eyes and sitting up against the headboard.

"I have a long shoot today, so I don't know what time I'll be finished." I explained, while putting my earrings on in front of the mirror that hangs above Harry's dresser.

"Do you want me to drop you off?"

"I was going to call Joe, but I'd love if you would drop me off instead." I said, walking over to him before I leaned down to give him a kiss.

He kissed me back but pulled away quickly. He noticed my questioning look on my face and answered my unasked question. "Morning breath." He smirked.

"Right, go brush your teeth so I can kiss you again." I winked.

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We were in the warmth of Harry's car on our way to Burberry Headquarters, Harry's hand rested on my thigh and I started tracing over his fingers nervously before I asked the question that had been on my mind as of yesterday.

"So we told your family and friends; when do we tell the rest of the world?" I asked while taking a quick peek at Harry to gauge his reaction.

He stiffened a little before answering, never taking his eyes off the road. "Whenever you feel like it." He squeezed my thigh, I think it was meant as a reassuring squeeze, but something about his earlier reaction made me think it was more of a reassuring squeeze for himself rather than me.

"Well I think I should tell my boss sooner rather than later. Maybe today?"

"If that's what you want to do, then go ahead." He said, glancing at me this time before returning his gaze to the road.

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After a long, slightly uncomfortable silence we finally pulled up to the front of Burberry.

"Call me when you're ready and I'll come get you." Harry said while turning to face me.

"Okay."

He leaned in to kiss me, but instead of on the lips he kissed me cheek. It was a quick and uncomfortable kiss. Almost like he felt he had too.

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I tried to shake the weird feeling I got from Harry in the car while I was in the elevator. What was his issue? Did I say something I shouldn't have? I replayed all of our conversations we had that morning in my head; trying to figure out what went wrong. Was he having second thoughts about me? About the baby? I was pulled from my reflection by the ding of the elevator letting me know that I was on the floor that I needed.

I was greeted by a smiling Louise at the front desk. "Alex! I feel like I haven't seen you in forever!" She exclaimed while getting up from her desk to give me a hug.

"I know, I took all of last week off. I had some things going on that I needed to take care of." I explained while hugging her back. My mind flashed to Harry and I at the doctors office waiting to get the paternity test done.

"Well you look amazing. Glowing even." She complimented while smirking at me.

Shit! She must have felt my itty bitty bump when she hugged me.

I felt all the color from my face disappear. "Uh can I talk to you for a minute? Um, in private?"

"Sure." She smiled at me knowingly.


We found an empty conference room, stepped inside, and closed the door behind us.

I turned to Louise and motioned for her to sit while I took the seat next to her. I felt my nerves going haywire and my heart was beating at a ridiculously fast rate.

"I don't know how to say this, so I'm just gonna come right out and say it." I told her, almost at a whisper.

She took my hand in hers and smiled. I think she did it to try and help calm my nerves.

"We um..." Shit this is a lot harder than I thought. "Well um, Harry and I.."

"Wait, you guys didn't break up again did you!?"

I chuckled nervously before answering. "No of course not, I'm pregnant. We're pregnant."

Her face instantly lite up and the smile she already had on her face intensified by a thousand.
"Oh my god! That's so exciting! I knew it. I knew it. I knew it! When I hugged you I felt a little something but I wasn't sure! But oh my god! I'm so happy for you!" She beamed.

Her reaction alone made me calm down, she was the first person to really react with full on excitement, and in a way it made me excited for the first time too.

I returned her smile before continuing. "Please promise you won't say anything? Not yet at least? We only told Harry's family and friends yesterday and I don't know when we're going to make a proper announcement about it."

"Oh god of course I won't say anything, it's not my news to share. I'm just so excited for you."

"Thank you. I'm excited too!"

"How far along are you? Boy or Girl?"

"I'm about 13 almost 14 weeks, we don't know what we're having yet because it's too early."

"What do you want?"

"Honestly I don't care either way, I mean a girl would be awesome because I'd get to dress her up in cute little outfits. But I honestly think we're having a boy."

"Why's that?" She asked with a lift of her brow.

"Well I had a dream that the baby was a boy, but also I've read that being pregnant with a boy is a lot easier than with a girl. And despite a little morning sickness here and there I've had a pretty easy pregnancy."

"Well either way I'm happy for you."

"Thanks, but how am I going to tell Camilla?"

Louise let out a small chuckle before answering "I'd just email her, it's not like she gives anyone her attention long enough for you to tell her face to face."

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I finished the shoot that day and also took Louise's advice by just emailing the news to Camilla, she took it well and informed me that I could take off any necessary days for doctors appointments and that my maternity leave would be 8-12 weeks long, depending on how long I needed. After replying with a a quick thank you I called Harry to tell him that my work day was finished.

The phone rang multiple times before his voice mail picked up. I hung up the phone and decided to send him a text instead.

Hey babe, I'm ready. Call me. xx

I waited and waited for a response, and when ten minutes went by I decided to call him again. And just like before I got his voice mail.

"What the hell?" I mumbled under my breath as I hung up once more. This wasn't like Harry at all. Even when he was on tour he would answer just long enough to tell me he was busy.

I contemplated calling Joe to come get me, but I didn't want to be a bother so I headed out onto the street to find a cab. I hailed one without much trouble and gave the driver my address. When I got home all the lights were off and Harry's car wasn't in the drive way.

I made my way up to our bedroom and stripped from my clothes from that day and decided on some sweats. I made my way back down to the kitchen to start on dinner. He'd be home soon right? He would call me back wouldn't he? Of course he would... I hope.


I finish making dinner, tacos which are Harry's favorite, before I check my phone. No missed calls and no texts. I don't know whether to be mad or worried. I try calling him again, but instead of it ringing it goes straight to voice mail.

I manage to eat one taco even though I've pretty much lost my appetite from worrying about Harry. I hope he's okay, it's been hours since I first called him. What could be keeping him. My mind flashes to earlier that morning when we were in the car on our way to Burberry. He seemed tense and distant. The only explanation that I could come up with was that he was having second thoughts. At that thought my emotions change from worried to completely pissed off.

To try and get my mind off of his whereabouts I decided to curl up on the couch with a book. I choose Man Up! By Ross Mathews because he never fails to make me laugh, and I could use a laugh right now.

I'm about 6 chapters in when I hear the front door open. I glance at the clock on the wall and it reads 10:34. That's not too late, but it's late enough. Especially when he hasn't called be back or text me.

Harry dropped his keys in the dish by the front door before he made his way to the kitchen. I peeked over at him from the corner of my eye, but never closing my book. He looked at all plate of tacos I made him.

"I made tacos." I said, returning my attention to the book in my hands.

"Thanks." Simple and to the point.

I heard the bar stool scrape across the floor as Harry sat down at the island in the middle of the kitchen. There was about 5 minutes of silence before I closed my book and walked over to Harry, taking the seat next to him.

"Where were you?" I asked or more like whispered.

He finished chewing but didn't answer right away. Finally after a beat of silence he sighed and looked at me, his eyes were filled with an emotion that I had never seen in those forest green spheres.

He sighed before finally answering my question. "With Cara."

Notes

First of all I apologize for taking so long to update! But here you go! Let me know what you think!

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What do you think Harry was doing with Cara? And how do you think Alex will react?



Random Fact!

So Harry has said that his favorite juice is apple, mine is cranberry, so tell me... what's yours?