80-Only a Matter of Time

                                    

                                          
Alexis's pov
                          
I rolled over and laid my hand down 
                          
That side of the bed was empty
                          
I peeked an eye open I was trying to hold Harry but he's not there
                          
I sat up and looked at our bathroom but the light wasn't on 
                          
I scooted myself out of bed and yawned running a hand through my hair I looked down at myself the sheer lace bra under a white tank top with no shorts wasn't gunna cut it I grabbed a button up Harry left on the dress and pulled that on I opened the bedroom door leaning out looking for a light nothing but the little nightlight we keep in the hallway  
                          
I stepped out hissing as my feet touched the cold wooden flooring I got to the end of the hall he wasn't in the kitchen or the living room I shuffled my way to the sliding glass door and moved the blinds he wasn't outside 
                          
I folded my arms and walked back down the hall I noticed one door was slightly ajar 
                          
The nursery 
                          
I walked over and peeked in there he was sitting in the floor his back against the crib in the dark "Baby what are you doing?" I tucked my bangs behind my ear 
                          
He looked up at me and smiled weakly "I had a nightmare I just... I needed to calm myself down" 
                          
I walked over closing the door behind me "what was it about?" I lowered myself down slowly to sit next to him 
                          
He was sitting with his knees up his arms over his knees holding his hands together he sighed heavily "I dreamt it was the day of Michael's Baby shower again, I dreamt that I came to see you and we talked but you didn't take me back this time" 
                          
I frowned deeply "Harry that was almost 2 years ago" I hugged his waist laying my head on his shoulder "you can't keep reliving that I forgave you my love" 
                          
"I can't forgive myself" he laid his head on mine "in the dream we talked how we did in real life but you told me that you could do better than me that you could find Michael a better father than me" he paused "you told me to leave and not to talk to you so I obeyed I walked out and you changed your number you moved out of the apartment I got you... you got with some new guy some doctor you had Michael I came to see him at the hospital and all I saw was him in the observation room then I saw a picture of you from someone's phone and you married the guy while I just- I just cried I was trying to call you I was trying to find you and when you had Michael I tried to come see you but I never found you I was so lost without you" his voice wavered a little as he spoke "I'm- I'm scared one day I'll wake up and this will be the dream that I got myself positively shit faced and blacked out because I can't handle myself without you and now I'm dreaming about the only time in my life where I felt like a whole person were every piece of me fit"
                          
This reminded me of the time he got drunk when he told me about his mother dying this is the same kinda reaction same kinda emotion 
                          
"Well I did take you back" I whispered in his ear hoping closeness would help the touch would make him believe "I never changed my number I moved out but to be in a better family home with you and I had Michael while you held me and I am marrying some guy... I'm marrying you you're my guy" I leaned closer kissing his cheek "that's what really happened"
                          
He smiled and nodded looking around "I came in here to further calm myself ya know a soft pink nursery for my new Baby girl" 
                          
I nodded and ran my fingers through his curly locks "satisfied now mm? Can we go to bed?" 
                          
He shook his head and put his legs down he turned to look at me face to face "why haven't you picked a wedding date yet?"
                          
I frowned and bit my lip "is that what caused the whole internal doubt crisis you're having?" He nodded I shrugged "I dunno... I've just been more focused on the baby at the moment I mean I'm 5 months pregnant I'm kinda more concerned about giving birth right now than I am about setting a wedding date" 
                          
He nodded and weakly laughed "right-right yeah I get it"
                          
I put my hand on his "I'm also not so worried because I know the man I'm marrying isn't having second thoughts and is patient with me I know he's not going anywhere"
                          
He really did smile now he took my hand in his he squeezed it raising it to lips softly kissing my hand "absolutely princess"
                          
"But if you want me to set a date to give you peace of mind I will right now"
                          
He stared for a moment "I would like one yes" he bit his lip 
                          
"Mm December... 10th" I shrugged 
                          
"Really?" He raised his eyebrows "a December wedding are you sure?"
                          
"December or November" 
                          
He nodded "okay if you want December we'll do December" 
                          
I smiled "a 12/10 wedding it just rolls off the tongue" 
                          
He laughed "know what? It really does" 
                          
I nodded "great now I don't have to stress over that anymore just baby names and birth" I joked "now please can we go back to bed love?"
                          
He stood up "of course I'm sorry I woke you... was it me that woke you?" He cocked an eyebrow in curiosity
                          
"Yes I rolled over to cuddle you and the bed was empty" I sighed "you should be ashamed leaving your almost wife alone without cuddles" 
                          
He put a hand over his heart "not only are you just my almost wife, you're my pregnant almost wife at that, trust me the guilt will eat me alive tonight" he kissed my cheek 
                          
We crawled back in bed "I'm big spoon" I whined 
                          
He nodded "you know I love little spoon" he laid and I laid down holding him I kissed his shoulder 
                          
"I love you"
                          
He reached behind himself and touched my bump "I love you Baby Girl and other Baby Girl" I laughed softly 
                          
"Tomorrow you go to work and you day dream about the wedding and how it will be now that we've got a date" 
                          
"7 months from now I'll have a wife, I've already started a count down"