“How exactly are we going to get into the Doctor’s without every person in the country recognising us?” I whined at Harry as he grabbed his car keys from the dresser.

“Because our clothes will hide us,” Harry responded confidently. I frowned at him thinking that his hoodie wasn’t really going to cover that much. I knew his fans they could tell who he was by his feet. I on the other hand was being made to wear his beanie, I mean who wouldn’t recognise that?

“You suck at disguises.” I grumbled at him as he grabbed my hand and began to pull me downstairs. He sighed once we got to the bottom and turned to face me.

“Alright, what’s wrong?”

“I just don’t want the whole world thinking that one of us are dying or something.” I grumbled.

“There’s more though isn’t there?” He asked me. I glared up at him. Sometimes I hated how well he knew me.

“I’m just worried, what if I’m not pregnant?” I sighed out to him.

“But you’ve taken the test. Three times and they’ve all been positive yeah?”

“Yes, but there not always right. What if we go there and the doctor says I’m not pregnant.” I mumbled, placing my hand on my stomach and rubbing it softly.

“This is why you didn’t want to tell anyone else wasn’t it?” I nodded at him.

"Well we’re not going to know unless we go for the appointment.” Harry said before pressing a small kiss to my forehead. I sighed and gave in, letting him lead me out the door and into his warm car.
We arrived a lot sooner than I would have liked. Harry instantly reached over and pulled the beanie on my head. I scowled at him and quickly fixed it before pulling my own hoodie over top and pushing any stray hairs away. Harry fixed his own outfit before we both stepped out of the car.

“What if this doctor tells the media?” I asked Harry when he reached my side of the car. He rolled his eyes at me and grabbed my hand.

“He won’t. He’s my own private doctor; he’s under contract to keep everything quiet. Now come on, and keep your head down.” Harry reminded me before tugging on my hand. I followed him, focusing on the back of his shoes ensuring that my head stayed down and covered through the short walk from the car park into the building.

I followed behind Harry wordlessly as he headed to the counter and exchanged words with the lady behind it before leading me over to the waiting room. I sat down next to him and tapped my fingers on my knee impatiently.

“What if they call your name and everyone notices?” I asked suddenly.

“They won’t call my name.” Harry responded, I could tell in his voice that he was trying hard not to snap at me and show his annoyance. Biting my lip, I settled back into my seat. I didn’t want to fight with Harry but I was worried and unbelievably nervous. I heard Harry’s sigh from beside me before his hands wrapped around mine. I inched closer to him slightly and rested my head on his shoulder; I could feel the pressure of his lips against my head.

“He’s ready to see you now,” the lady from behind the counter approached us. Harry nodded and stood up, pulling me with him. I took a deep breath in before following Harry into a room.

“Harry,” Dr. Elmer greeted, standing up and shaking his hand smiling warmly. Harry introduced us as I leant forward to shake his hand as well. I calmed down slightly as I saw his warm smile; this guy couldn’t tell me bad news right?

A few minutes later I was lying on the bed with my shirt pulled up. Harry held my hand tightly as the doctor got the gel ready. I gasped from how cold the gel was the moment it hit my stomach. Dr. Elmer shot me an apologetic look before slowly moving the instrument around my stomach over the gel.

I held my breath slightly as we watched the screen. My eyes searching for something, anything.

“And there it is,” Dr. Elmer said using his finger to point out our baby on the screen. I let out a breath of relief and half a whimper as I saw the baby on the screen. I watched as Dr. Elmer fiddled with a few things on the screen before a noise filled the room.

“That’s the heartbeat?” I asked softly. Dr. Elmer nodded. I smiled largely and turned to look at Harry. He was staring at the screen as a few tears slid down his cheek.

“That’s my child?” he asked softly. I nodded and giggled at him. His eyes broke away from the screen to look down at me.

“What do you think?” I asked him softly.

“I think our baby is beautiful.” He said before pressing his lips to mine. I laughed into his mouth. He joined in soon after.

“I can’t believe we’re having a baby.” He said before turning his attention back to the screen. “That’s our child. We made a baby.” He said so proudly I could feel the tears build up in my eyes.

-

“Alright so why did you ask us all to come here last minute?” Niall asked leaning back in his seat and patting his stomach contently after eating his third plate of food. Tate watched him amused before turning her attention back to Harry and I.

Harry nodded at me slightly, we both stood up and glanced around at everyone. Everyone looked confused except for Dani who was biting her lip nervously, obviously wondering what the doctor said.

“We have something to tell you all...” Harry trailed off, looking at me. Neither of us were really sure the best way to announce this.

“Just get on with it,” Louis groaned. I shot him a glare.

“Fine. I’m pregnant.” I said casually. I watched as each person sitting at the table froze in their seat. I subconsciously touched my stomach as I instantly felt 8 pairs of eyes instantly drop to my stomach.

“You’re not joking.” Zayn was the first to speak up. I glanced towards Harry who was shaking his head at his fellow band mate.

“OH MY GOD!” Eleanor suddenly screamed being the first to jump out of a chair and wrap her arms around me. I laughed and hugged her back. Her movement set off everyone else, as chairs scraped across the ground and there were squeals, cheers and congratulations surrounding both Harry and I with hugs thrown in. I smiled largely as each person glanced down and touched my stomach softly. I couldn’t help but think this was going to be the most loved baby in the world.

“Boy or girl?” Niall asked. I shook my head at him.

“It’s too early to tell.” I responded.

“I call boy!” Louis announced.

“Girl,” Liam cut in shaking Louis hand.

“I want a part of this,” Niall walked towards them. “I say girl!”

“Nope definitely boy,” Zayn said eyeing my stomach.

“Harry?” Louis asked.

“Stop! You are not betting on my baby.” I said to Louis sternly before glancing at Harry for back up. He glanced between me and Louis for a moment.

“I think boy.” He said shaking Louis’ hand and throwing me a smirk. I rolled my eyes at the twinkle in his eyes.

“Boys,” Lacey said shaking her head and wrapping an arm around my waist. “Is this why you’ve been so weird lately?” I nodded at her.

“I was worried that maybe the tests had lied. So we didn’t want to tell you all until we found out for sure.” She smiled at me.

“I’m so happy for you.” She pressed a kiss to my cheek. I thanked her.

I smiled largely as Harry’s smell clouded around me just before his arms slid around my waist and pulled my back close against his chest. He rested his head on my shoulder and pressed a short kiss to my cheek before nuzzling his nose just behind my ear.

“Have you told your mum yet?” Dani asked. Both of us shook our heads.

“We’re going to go see them in two days so we can tell them face to face.” Harry replied.

“I can’t believe we are going to have a new boy member of the group,” Louis smiled largely.

“Or girl!” I reminded him.

“No girl’s allowed.” He replied with a glare. I laughed at his childishness.