I hear noise in the main floor, it instantly wakes me up. I check the clock, it's already nine in the morning. Today they are bringing new furniture to the home made studio and covering the walls for the acoustics.

I stay with my head in the pillow for a few more minutes.

The days have passed and all I have done - or at least, what Harry allows me to do - is lay down. Here in the bedroom or downstairs in the couch. If he could carry me around I think he would. He doesn't even let me hold up Jack. I know I have to rest but there's still things I can do, like pouring myself a cup of tea or something, and he insists on me staying tied to the bed.

I'm thankful, don't get me wrong but I feel useless. I want to help him. Seeing him the whole day bringing me food, while also taking care of Jack, his calls, the studio and me, it's not fair. I can help.

And that's what I'm going to do even if he likes it or not. I'm fine.

I get up from the bed and dress, leaving my room to prepare myself some breakfast. I walk downstairs taking each step carefully. No one is around so I make my way to the kitchen.

It takes me no time to make scrambled eggs and toasts. I grab an orange and start the kettle to make some tea. I finally sit down with my food in front of me, just in time when I take the first bite Harry walks pass the kitchen noticing me, he steps back, walking inside.

"You're awake." He says while I chew. I take the butter and spread it on the toast. "Who made that?"

"Me." I say, taking another bite, not breaking the eye contact.

"Sienna, I told you to just wait for me, I don't want you to stand up for too long, you real-" He says but I cut him off.

"Did something happen to me in the eight minutes it took to cook this?" I say, looking at him for an answer. "No. Exactly."

"Well you're with an attitude today, aren't you?" He steps closer to me with a smile on his face. "I'm trying to take care of you."

He sits next to me, placing his hand on mine.

"I know baby. But... I'm fine. I know I have to rest but I'm starting to go nuts. Please, let me do small tasks. It's not going to hurt me." I say, almost in like a plead.

He closes his eyes, the same smile lingering on his lips.

"Small ones." He finally says, I feel like a small child that just got permission to stay up for another twenty minutes before bed.

"Thank you. I promise I'm going to be fine." I reassure him. I go forward and peck his lips, just when I do it, Julian pops his head inside the kitchen.

"Uh, sorry to interrupt you lovebirds. Harry, drums and guitars are here." He says, tapping his knuckles on the doorframe. "Oh and, heard that Jack needs a change."

"I'm coming." Harry says to him, standing up. "I'll be right back."

"Where's Jack? I can change him." I say, Harry shakes his head. "Harry."

"Okay. Alright. I tell someone to take him to you. Jeez." He says with a chuckle and with his hands up. "But finish your food first."

"Okay, dad." I say glaring at him narrowing my eyes at him.

He pulls out his tongue at me and I do the same.

Thankfully, the rest of the morning was more fun for me. He didn't let me carry Jack but he let me hang around once the studio was ready. It looks nice, it needs a touch here and there but it looks great.

Right now they are testing the acoustics with the drums, it was kind of loud for me so I decided to go outside.

I sit down outside in the backyard, you can hear the drums playing in the distance.

"Hey, you alright?" I hear someone walking outside as well. Niall sits in the chair next to me, holding a bottle of water in his hands.

"Yeah. Just... It was too loud back there." I say, stretching my legs up front, crossing a leg over the other.

"Yeah, it can be like that sometimes." He says, taking a sip from the bottle. "How's the pregnancy going? Heard it got complicated."

"It's fine, just a little scare. But we're good now." I say, looking at him. "Still, this belly is the reason why you guys can't travel to make the album. So, our apologies."

"Oh, nonsense. I'm sure recording here will make our last album even more epic." He says with a chuckle.

Last? Am I hearing correctly?

"Did you just say... Last?" I ask, bringing an eyebrow up.

"Yeah. We're kind of taking a break. Didn't Harry tell you?" He says so casually. What. I think for the look on my face, he takes it as a no. "We feel like it's time to try something new for some time."

Why am I hearing this now? They are breaking up. The band that I started being a fan of since I was like seventeen. I'm so confused. They can't break up. No.

"I mean... For good?" I say, I move my eyes away, my eyes focus up front.

The fans are going to be devastated. I am devastated. It's not like I don't want what is best for them but, it just breaks my heart. I know everything has an end but to hear it from him and not from Harry. This is just... Sad. Terribly sad.

"We don't know, we will see. We just need some time for ourselves, you know?" He says and I nod my head, still swallowing the news. "Well, the drums stopped. I should go back inside. See ya, S."

He stands up and leaves, I'm still looking at the distance.

I feel left out. Why didn't Harry tell me? This is something important, something that I'm sure he knew for some time now. I don't understand. He always tells me everything and this is an important decision to make. I know it has nothing to do with us but, it's something that you share with your partner.

They algo just changed management's, they opened a contract with them. I'm sure they promised a tour and an album. But now that I think of it, it was just a one year contract so maybe they have a saying on when to end it. I don't know

Still, I feel bad. Harry didn't tell me. It hurts a little.

What he's going to do next? He has never told me if he wants to go solo. Maybe he doesn't? He loves making music, he loves performing. Maybe he wants to do something else. We have never discussed anything apart from him making music.

"Babe, I'm going to give Jack a bath. Do you want to come?" Harry suddenly pops his head outside, his hand holding the sliding door.

I look at him, I can't believe he hid this from me. I feel really left out.

I stand up slowly, passing by him and going inside the house. I wish I could walk faster but I have to be careful with each step I take.

"Babe?" He walks behind me, quickly reaching me obviously.

"Let's go upstairs, okay?" I say, I don't want to have this conversation with everyone going around the house.

We reach Jack's nursery, he places Jack on the floor and he instantly crawls to his toys. I place an arm over my belly, my hand touching my lip while I think of a way on how to start. I don't want to fight with him I just want him to share his feelings to me.

"Is there something wrong?" He breaks the silence, I turn around to look at him.

"Do you have something to tell me?" I say, I'm just curious. Maybe he will get the hint.

"What do you mean?" He says, he looks clueless.

"So... You don't have to say anything, not a single thing to say to me." I say, moving my arms down, my hand goes behind my lower back, holding my weight.

"Is this about Jen? Because I already told you that-" He says and I roll my eyes at him.

"God, why did you have to bring her up?" I say, feeling a bit out of breath out of a sudden so I sit down. "The band. I mean about the band."

"What about it?" He says, I look at him, my eyes just glaring, letting the silence tell him something.

He's clueless.

"You guys are splitting up. Having a break. I just found out about it!" I finally say, throwing my hands in the air. "Why didn't you tell me?! That's some big news to keep to yourself!"

"Oh, that. Babe... But it's just a break. It's not that important, everyone does it from time to time." He says coming forward and sitting in the arm of the sofa. "I didn't want to bother you with that. We have had some things to focus, I really didn't want to bother you. How did you find out anyway?"

'Not that important, aha.' I think to myself.

"Niall." I simply say.

"Of course it was Niall." He says with a look on his face. "But don't worry alright?"

"How am I not going to worry? What about the fans? I mean. How about you guys? You love being in One Direction." I say, he looks at me with a smile.

"We're tired, babe. We love doing this but it's tiresome." He says and I can hear it in his voice. "I really don't want you to worry."

"Harry, of course I worry. What now? I know that you love making music, doing what you do... I feel sad that you didn't tell me. Haven't you thought about it? We're a couple, we are supposed to have these kind of conversations." I say as a fact. "You have to tell me these things."

"You're right. I'm sorry." He says, holding my hand and taking it to his lips, placing a sweet kiss on it. "And... We can talk about this later. I promise okay? I need things to do right now. Like Jack, going back downstairs, order some food for everyone. Oh, I also have to call my mum."

"Does she know? That you're taking a break?" I ask, he helps me stand up.

"No.." He says while going to grab Jack.

"Harry!" I yell at him chuckling afterwards.

"I will tell her okay!" He says with an apologetic look on his face.

This man... He drives me crazy sometimes but how I love him.

-

By the end of the afternoon everyone started leaving. They mostly discussed some ideas of new songs and they couldn't decide on any so they decided to sleep it off, it was a long day of preparing the made up studio so I'm sure they need to rest.

I have been on the couch the rest of the afternoon, not because I didn't want to be around but because I noticed that I do get tired easily even if I'm doing the simplest of tasks.

Right now I'm eating the leftover Chinese food Harry ordered for lunch. I'm laying on our bed, Modern Family on my laptop. I can hear Harry on Jack's monitor, he's humming to him. I stop paying attention to the show and more on what I'm hearing.

It relaxes me and it relaxes bean inside of me, too.

I'm so lucky to have him. To hear him every single day. It makes me think of the conversation we had this afternoon. I'm worried. All the fans love their music, they love to hear him too.

What if he just wants a break from music? What if he stopped liking it? I want to know what is inside of him that he is not sharing with me.

Harry finally walks inside the bedroom, he turns off the lights leaving only the light of the lamps on the bedside tables on. He climbs the bed and sits next to me, his phone in his hand.

"What's on?" He says, glancing briefly at the computer. "Ooh, nice."

"Harry, I want to talk." I say, pressing the space bar to stop the episode. "About... The break thing."

"Babe, I told you to not worry about it." He says, his voice a bit tired. I know it has been a long day for him. A long week, to be honest.

"But I am. I want to know how you feel or what are you going to do next." I say, moving the box of food aside and turning to look at him. "You're not a person build for staying calm in one place doing nothing. You like moving and doing and performing and such. You're creative."

He sighs, moving his eyes to the ceiling.

"I... I just don't know." He says, deep down I know we shouldn't be talking about this right now but we have to. "I'm tired. I really don't want to talk right now."

I stay in silence, I want him to open up to me, like he always does, I don't know why this time is different. And I do understand that he is tired.

"Don't you want to keep doing music? You love this. I know you do." I say moving a hand to his hair, it is getting really long but I kinda like it.

"Of course but I'm not sure if.... If I'm ready. You know? I'm like...." He closes his eyes, just letting me play with his hair. "Saturated. I don't even have new ideas."

"I understand." I say, he moves to my side, laying his head a little over my belly, my hands still on his hair.

"This will be our last album together, I just want to focus on this right now. I really don't know what I will do next." He finally opened up, finally. "Maybe we just go to an island, live there for some time with both of our babies." He says as a smile grows on his lips. "Maybe we buy a boat and sail around the oceans."

"Easy there, captain." I mirror his smile. "A boat is not a safe place for a newborn."

"Just picture it. We would be like the young kids from Blue Lagoon. Stranded in the sea, raising our kids." He smiles wider, I chuckle looking at him. "We can go visit mum."

"That would be nice." I say, caressing his hair.

"Or we can just stay here and make more babies." He opens his eyes, a smirk, flirty smirk on his face.

"Harry." I say, pushing his shoulder playfully. "No more babies, for now."

"I know." He proceeds to close his eyes again. "I'm just happy you know. You should not worry about the future when... When our present it's like this. Perfect."

A big wide smile consumes my face. He is totally right. I should not worry, the contrary. I should be thankful. I have him. I have Jack and bean on the way. I have a beautiful home with him. I have a beautiful family and that's everything I could have asked for in life. I am happy too. He is right, I am worrying without a cause.

When it comes the time, I will worry about it. Not right now.

"I love you, you know?" I say, feeling butterflies inside of me. "As long as you're happy, I'm happy."

"I love you." He says, a big wide smile on his face. "Let's go to sleep now, yeah? I had a long day and another one coming tomorrow."

I peck his lips, he smiles closing his eyes. I just love this. Him. Everything.

I go to sleep with a smile on my face.