The due date was approaching soon. The babys' room was painted pink, with purple butterfly stickers glued to the walls, fluttering around the room. Her baby crib had purple sheets and a butterfly mobile. Her changing stand and dressers were white, along with her crib and rocker, the pillows were hand made by my mother. A white and purple chest sat under the window full of baby toys. A box of pasifires sat on her dresser, that was full of baby clothes. There were baby things all over the house and a small crib in my room. All the bottles, nipples and cans of formula were stocked up.

We weren't going to throw a baby shower, since the only people in my family and friends that knew were the few that had seen me since I began to show, but the people who knew gave me baby onsies and little things, like pacifiers and socks. Harry had gone shopping earlier today and bought a big stroller that disconnected into a little carrier. The carrier also hooked up to the car seat that Lilly had bought me. Of course they got stuff that went together. I had five weeks until Darcy would be here, and she was already spoiled.

It was the warmest day in June today and my friends decided to plan a pool party at my house, without telling me. I instantly found out when they all showed up in bikinis and swim shorts, carrying towels and cans of soda. Everyone stopped drinking when they found out about me. I went into my room and changed into a bikini. I had earned myself some light stretch marks on my hips and around my breasts, some were visible on my tummy. I put on about five layers of sunblock on my big rounded stomach and stepped outside.

Lilly came over and helped me into the pool, and I had to stay in the shallow end. I felt a flutter in my tummy, as my baby girl woke up as the luke warm pool water cooled her super hot bedroom. The girls stuck around me and placed a hand on my bump every time Darcy did something, even moved. I felt out of place, for some reason. I know I'm pregnant, but I eyed the girls' flat stomachs, and wished I had mine back. I threw those thoughts into the trash can and deleted every memory of not having Darcy growing in my body.

"So, you've been pregnant for like 1,000 weeks?" Ellie laughed, as she helped me into a kneeling position in the 3 foot deep water. It seems like I hadn't been pregnant for long, and I'm almost finished. Darcy would be in my arms in around five weeks, but it'll feel like tomorrow. I was also glad I had so many friends to be there and help me out with the baby. Lilly already said she'd be over a lot since she is Godmother of Darcy. Harry said he'd tell his parents about the baby soon. "When is she coming out?" Ellie asked.

"Who knows, it could be tomorrow, it could be in a month." I shrugged, lifting my cupped hand up, opening it and releasing the dribbles of water back into the pool.

After we were done swimming, Harry helped me out of the pool and followed me inside.

"So, I want you to meet my mom and siblings tonight. They might be a little mad that I waited until now to tell them, but they'll love you. I promise." I noticed his lip ring was gone, and I suddenly realized it's been missing since I had told him about Darcy. The hole in his lip was closed and healed almost perfectly, a little scar was visible. His hair was pushed off his forehead, instead of the swooped, curly mop I had grown used to. I nodded, understanding what he was saying.

So, I had his help getting me dressed into a pair of jean shorts. After that I put on a lose fitted white tank top and a jacket.

When I stepped inside his house, the smell of chicken made my mouth water and the baby flutter. I walked through the living room and stood behind Harry. I poked my head out from behind him and watched as his sister, Gemma, and his mother, Anne, pop out from the kitchen and greeted me with delight and excitement. I was nervous to walk out from behind Harry, so I stood there. As they went back to what they were doing, Harry helped me into the kitchen, which was up a few steps. As Anne turned and saw me carefully stepping up the steps, she dropped what she was doing and helped Harry. She didn't seem shocked at all or surprised, but she only smiled.

"You must be Emma. Harry has told me so much about you!" She shook my hand, but she eyed my belly. "He only left out one important detail..." Gemma then glanced at my swollen belly. They all looked at my baby bump which made me want to slither into a cave and hide until the baby came.

"Mom. As you can see, Emma is very pregnant... With my baby." He said, smoothly and with no worry. I grinned, hope filled my body, as I saw Gemma gasp and rush over. She ran her hand along the bump and smiled when Darcy kicked her hand lightly.

"Aw, Mum! The baby kicked!" Gemma said, excitedly. That signaled Anne over to delightfully feel for a kick, in which she got. They both looked at me and wrapped me in a hug.

"Well. I'm glad Harry chose you to impregnate, you seem a lot more... Polite, than the other girls I've met in the past." Anne scrunched her nose. I took it as a compliment, though, glad she wasn't angry. Edward, his younger brother, was over in the corner, chuckling. Edward looked like Harry, minus tattoos and the ex-piercing. His hair was covered by a beanie, but I knew he had curly hair, like Harry.

After dinner, we talked about the baby.

"It is a girl and Harry picked the names." I spoke.

"Oh dear, what did he pick?" Gemma spoke, disaster in her tone.

"Darcy Lillian Styles." I answered, and their faces went from joking to shocked.

"Woah, that's actually a really good name. Good job, Harry." Anne spoke proudly. They all were warming up to Darcy and the fact that Harry would be a dad...

OMG IT'S ALMOST OVER :'(!!! THERE IS TWO MORE CHAPTERS LEFT. GAH. I'm so emotional. This story is the first story I've ever written! I LOVE YOU GUYS. NEW CHAPTER SOON!