Songs for the Chapter:
Is That Alright?- Lady Gaga
Whiskey Glasses- Morgan Wallen
Broken- lovelytheband

In the previous chapter...

I grab a spoon to stir it around and sit next to my mom. I open my laptop and go to Pinterest. I go to all my boards and the first one that pops up is my "Babies 😍" tab...

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Cath's POV-

My heart instantly sinks. It feels like I can never get away from the baby topic, when all I want to do is forget about it. I just can't catch a break.

I can feel my mom's eyes on me, waiting for my reaction. All I can do is stare at it, thinking about what could've been. I feel her place her arm around my shoulders and squeeze me tight.

"Cath, I know you don't believe it now, but it will get better. I promise you. God has got something great in store for you, I just know it. With the amazing person you are, there's no way he is going to leave you empty handed. He has big plans for you and Harry, you two just might have to wait a little while. But trust me, it'll get better."

I lean my head on her arm, and feel the tears slowly roll down my cheeks.

"I know it'll get better, mom, but right now it sucks. It was truly the one thing I wanted out of life, but now I can't even have it. The doctor said there's basically no chance I'll ever be able to have my own kids." At this point, I'm at a loss for words. I just want to curl up in a ball and stay like that.

After awhile of sitting like this with my mom, I decide to see if Harry is out of the shower yet.

"Hey mom, I'm gonna go check on Harry and see if he's feeling any better." I stand up and hug my mom before walking back to our bedroom.

I open the door of our bedroom and hear the shower still running. I walk into the bathroom and take off my clothes, deciding to shower along with Harry. I reach over the little step to the walk-in shower, and see Harry with his hands over his face standing under the steaming hot water. I take a couple steps over towards him and wrap my arms around his torso.

"What're you thinking about?" I ask, peering up at him.

He removes his hands from his face and wraps them around my waist.

"Our future," he replies.

"Like what?" I ask.

"Everything. The wedding, getting our own house, and you know," he pauses scratching his head, "the whole baby situation." He looks away towards the wall.

I look up at him and his face is full of sadness. I can tell that it's still difficult for both of us to wrap our heads around.

I grab his chin and say, "Harry, there's gonna be good days and bad days for the both of us, but that's why we have each other. We're gonna get through this together, because that's what families do. We'll always be here for each other. And like we said earlier, we can always adopt when the time is right." I look at him in the eyes and see the corners of them wrinkle, as he smiles softly.

"I love you, Cath... so much. We are gonna get through this together and I know that in the end, it'll work out for us. I know it will, we'll get our happy ending," he says while grabbing both my hands. He moves them to his chest, and cradles me in his arms as the hot water rolls down our bodies.

After a little bit, I step out from his embrace and grab a washcloth, wet it, and put some soap on it. I begin to wash Harry's body, making gentle strokes along his arms, chest, and back. Then I grab the shampoo and scrub his head, knowing he loves every bit of this. Honestly, it's my favorite part, too. I love doing small things like this for him, it makes my heart happy.

After shampooing and conditioning his hair, he tells me to step in front of him, so I'm getting the majority of the water on me. Harry repeats the same thing for me. He massages my head as he's rubbing the shampoo into my scalp, making me relax even more. There's just something about this man that I can't live without. He's my other half, our two souls tied together, soon to be forever after the wedding.

As we step out of the shower, Harry grabs three towels for us. He wraps one around his lower half, wraps my body in another, and then brushes my hair and wraps my hair in the third one.

We both walk into the bedroom, feeling refreshed and more like ourselves, and put some comfy clothes on. We sit on the bed and Harry decides to braid my hair. He puts it in a French braid, and when I ask him why he's so good at braiding, he responds, "My sister Gemma used to make me braid her hair for her when we were growing up."

I chuckle at him, and he responds by tugging at my braids.

"Hey now! The only time you can do that is in bed!" I giggle, smirking at him.

"We are in bed, what do you mean?!" He replies sarcastically, sticking his eyebrows up.

I playfully hit him, saying, "You know what I mean, Harold!"

"Ouch! No need to get violent on me now!" He jokingly responds.

We lay on the bed laughing for awhile and end up falling asleep.

We wake up to the sound of my mom knocking on the door saying that lunch is ready. Harry and I slowly get up and walk out to the kitchen to eat. She made us her famous grilled chicken breasts with green beans. It's one of my favorite meals, and it turns out it's actually pretty healthy.

We finish eating, and Harry and I get ready to go set up the gift registries for the wedding. We chose to set them up at Target and Bed Bath & Beyond. It seems like those two are the best places to buy things for a home.

After we've gotten ourselves ready, we get in Harry's car and drive to Target...

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Author's Note:

Hey guys!! I'm so so sorry I've been gone for awhile! Updates should be coming more frequently this summer!

Also, I FINALLY got a laptop that I've been dreaming about for 6 years now. I guess going to college has its perks lol!

Anyway, please VOTE, comment, and share this! Love you all!