Eve POV

It's Saturday evening and Harry and I are getting ready for dinner.

I slip on my shirt and look in the mirror. I automatically shrug and roll my eyes in disgust. "I feel like a water buffalo," I say aloud.

"You're pregnant," Harry reminds me.

"What gave that away?" I ask. Harry snickers to himself. I look to him and look at his pants. "No, take those off,"

"Why?"

"I'll will burn them with you in it, take off the stupid slacks," I say with wide eyes.

"They're comfortable but nice looking though," Harry defends.

"No, just stop while you're ahead. Be human and put on jeans,"

"Fine," He murmurs. He goes to the closet and grabs his black jeans.

"Should I wear a sweater?" I ask my boyfriend.

"It's July," Harry warns. "And you want to wear a sweater?"

"I don't feel pretty in anything, okay? I usually wear my going out clothes but I can't because I'm pregnant and they don't fit. So, I'm stuck wearing my limited pregnancy clothes that make me feel worse about myself," I rant. My hand tugs through my hair.

Harry stands in front of me and rests his hands on my sides. "I think you look very beautiful in what you're wearing," His voice is calm.

"You're just saying that,"

"I'm being one hundred percent honest," Harry answers. "I think you look amazing," My eyes narrow at him.

"No you don't,"

"Yes I do," My boyfriend grins. He leans down and kisses me. "But, if you want to change you can,"

My eyes are still narrowed down at him. "You confuse me. Is this reverse psychology shit?"

"No, I'm being nice,"

"That's a first though," Harry scoffs with wide eyes. "You're a very tense person, you should get a massage one day to loosen everything up," I say.

"I'm nice,"

"You sat me down to discuss you dying yesterday. Not to mention you assumed I'd give you full custody of our unborn child,"

"That was a stretch okay? I just like knowing things in advanced and the purpose wasn't to offend you with any of the questions. It was to benefit our daughter who we have not named yet," Harry tells me. "Am I a control freak? Yes. But you keep me grounded and I think that's one of the reason why I love being with you,"

"You really are sweet talking to me today aren't you?" I ask.

"I'm being honest," Harry tells me with a soft smile. "I'll work on my control problems in therapy okay?"

"Thank you," I kiss his cheek. "We'll talk about names later? When should we get stuff for her room?" I ask.

"Uh," He itches his head. "We can go this week," Harry tells me.

"Okay," I say. "So I look fine?" I ask again.

"You look amazing as always," I roll my eyes at his answer. "I'm being serious. I think you're the definition of beautiful,"

"You're the definition of an ass kisser," I say with a smug smile. I grab my phone and head downstairs.

I made a vanilla cake with cream cheese icing yesterday. I did make cookies as well but Harry and I ate them last night once they were chilled.

We soon grab our things and leave our house.

***

Liam welcomed us into his house with a wide smile and hugs. He congratulates us on having a girl and told us to make ourselves at home.

I handed him the cake and told him to be careful.

Sophia soon greeted us with hugs. And, Liam's parents walked over to us. His parents look very friendly and kind.

Karen, Liam's Mom greeted Harry with a hug and so did Liam's Dad.

"Karen, Geoff, this is my girlfriend Eve. Eve this is Liam's Mom and Dad," Harry introduces.

"Hi," I say with a friendly smile. I extend my hand out to them and they shake it with a wide smile.

"How far along are you?" Karen asks me.

"Six months," I answer.

"Oh jeez. I remember those days. Have you found out the gender?" Her voice is very peppy and her eyes look kind.

"We're having a girl," I say. Karen automatically looks to Harry who just has a smile on his mouth.

"Congratulations. Having a daughter is a blessing, you learn a lot yourself," She informs me with a smile. "Harry, I've seen you didn't wear your slacks. What happens to them?"

"Eve made me take them off," Harry tells her.

"About time. I wanted to burn them," Karen says causing Geoff and I to laugh.

They begin to catch up and I excuse myself to the kitchen. I see Sophia cooking and I offer to help.

"No baby mama. You can sit down and relax," She says causing me to sigh.

"I can assist," I argue.

"No, I got it. You can sit down and talk to me though," A smile is on Sophia's lips.

I obey and sit down across from her. "So, how's life?" I ask her causing a laugh to escape out of her mouth.

"Great, you?"

"Good," I answer.

"Are you excited to be a Mom soon?" She asks me.

"I'm nervous," I admit. "But overall I am. I hope when the baby comes Harry will settle down and not be so uptight," I admit.

"How's he uptight?"

"He's very scheduled and if something is messed up within that schedule then the worlds over," I explain briefly. "I mean, don't get me wrong I love him but he just needs to calm down,"

"Opposites attract. You're very chill and calm and he's the opposite. Personally I wouldn't be able to deal with someone like Harry, but everyone's different,"

"Is Liam like that?" I ask.

"No, he's very laid back. He does what he wants when he wants," She grins. "Then I'm the more uptight one compared to him. But I'm not scheduled,"

"Harry has lists," I say causing Sophia to chuckle.

"Maybe the baby will calm him down," She says.

"We'll see," I murmur with a chuckle.

"Is there times we're you like annoyed with him for doing that?" My friend asks me.

"I've grown used to him you can say," I say causing Sophia to grin. "I mean, from when we first started dating to now he isn't that uptight,"

"Hard to believe," She says causing me to chuckle. "Would you like anything to drink?"

"No I'm good," I say with a gentle smile. "How are you and Liam?"

"Good," She grins. "I think he's proposing soon," Her voice turns into a whisper.

"Really?" I ask. She nods.

"Yeah, I just have this feeling and I'm excited," She grins.

We begin to talk more about her feeling of Liam proposing and she asks me questions about my pregnancy that she was curious about.

***

Sophia made a roasted chicken with mash potatoes and green beans. Dinner was really good, if I'm being honest.

Now we're having dessert and everyone seems to be liking it.

Harry's hand is in my thigh and his fingers stroke back and forth. His eyes are on Karen who is speaking.

You can tell Harry has a lot of respect for Liam's parents. It's just the way he acts with them which shows it. Plus, compared to the way he acts with Gemma and Anne, you can obviously tell.

Thinking about Harry's quirks makes me realise that sometimes we're really different. I love him though, and that won't stop. I don't know, I just notice the small things he does. Like when he makes his coffee he doesn't drink it until it's cooled for exactly three minutes. If he goes over three minutes he adds a little more hot coffee to even it out.

He likes lists I've noticed. He also picks out his clothes the night before and places them on a chair and everything. The list goes on but I've been noticing those things a lot.

I zone back into the conversation and sip my cold water.

~

Soon dessert is over and Harry offered to clean up, which I thought was kind. He took all the plates and cups that were done being used. Karen excused herself from the table for a moment so that left me, Sophia, Geoff, and Liam.

Harry POV

I'm currently rinsing off plates from dinner and dessert. I thought it was the least I could do, plus I knew Eve really wanted to clean up so I did it for her.

"Hello," I hear Karen say beside me.

"Hi," I say while looking at her. A friendly smile on my lips.

"So, how've you been?" Liam's Mom asks me.

"Good, you?" I ask.

"I've been good," She replies with a gentle grin. "You and Eve seem to be serious yeah?" I chuckle.

"Yeah," I say. I put a plate in the dishwasher.

"Have you thought about asking her to be your wife?" Karen asks me curiously.

"I have," I admit. "But now I don't think is a good time, you know? She's focused on being a Mom and giving birth in a few months. Probably next year I'll ask her, but I don't know,"

"When don't you not know something?" She questions making me snicker.

"It's my own stupid worries that make me wonder if I should propose,"

"What type of worries?"

"That she'll say no," I say. "I'm not the most pleasant to be with," I add. "I'm trying to be less controlling but it's hard because I like to be,"

"Geoff was the same way with his control issues. You just need to think, do you really need to take control of a situation. Or do you let it be? If it's something not so serious let it be. And if it's something serious don't tell Eve what you want. Compromise. Relationships are all based on compromises. If it was just what you want then you would date yourself," Karen says. I chuckle and smile softly.

"You always give good advice," I compliment.

"It's the inner Mom in me," Karen grins. "Speaking of Mom's how's Anne?"

"I don't know, good I assume," I say causally.

"You still don't speak to her?" Liam's Mom asks me.

"Every other week usually," I say in a murmur. "I just have nothing to say to her you know? Like yeah she's my Mom but she's let me down in the points if my life where I needed her,"

"I understand," Karen says to me. "Are you going to let her know your daughter?"

"I don't know," I say through a shrug. "Eve says it's up to me but I don't know what I want. I don't want to be a bad Dad and not give my daughter the extended family she's close with. I want her to be close with her cousins and aunts and grandparents. I know she will be close with Eve's side of the family but I have no one on mine. Yeah, there's Gemma but I don't like Gemma nor my Mom. What do you think I should do?"

"Honest opinion?"

"Honest opinion," I say while putting a cup in the sink that was on the counter.

"I think when she's born, call your Mom and sister and see if they come to the hospital. If they do, then have them in her life. If they don't, then they shouldn't be in your daughters life," Karen tells me making me nod.

"Sounds look a good plan, thanks," I say with a warm grin, she nods.

"I'd like to be the first call though,"

"Of course," I say with a smile. "Thanks for the advice,"

"It's no problem, Harry," She tells me. "Don't smother Eve with your controlling ways, k? I like her, she also makes a good cake. And I want you to have everything the world has to offer, so just take a breather and let things play out. You can't plan out everything," I smile softly and nod.

"I'll try," I say.

"Also, when the baby is born and you and Eve need a night out, my phone is always on. I'd be happy to baby sit,"

"Thank you Karen," I say genuinely.

"Of course Harry," She squeezes my arm before walking back to the dining room.

***

Eve and I are home now.

We've been home for a few hours now and my girlfriend is alseep. She's on her back but her head is tilted towards me.

I've thought about getting Eve a promise ring just to say that I do want to one day marry her and and I am serious about our relationship. But considering I'm nearly thirty and she's twenty five, I thought that was would be stupid.

I rest my hand on her bump and stroke my thumb back and forth.

I sit up in bed and let out a deep breath. I move closer to her bump.

"So, I haven't done this because I always thought it was weird," I say to Eve's stomach. "But, uh I'm very nervous about you being born, if you couldn't tell. That's why I made your Mom sign a contract. It was out of love though, well my form of love," I ramble a bit. My voice is in a whisper. "Just please be healthy for us okay? Your Mom needs you in her life and she's very excited," I pause. "I am excited too but that's not the point. Uh, just keep in mind that if you have one yet. I'm going to go now because I'm sounding like an idiot," I kiss her bump before laying back down next to Eve.

I let out a small sigh and close my eyes.

A://N

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