Just A Little Help | Part 2 |
Hi! I finally finished it! God, it took me so long to do so. I usually write before I got to bed, but I figured that I should finish it now because I already had the ending planned out. Should I make a part 3 where the tell Gemma and Michal? I need suggestions, so please feel free to drop me an ask! Also, sorry for any mistakes!
The overall seriousness in his voice and Gemma’s despairing facial expression made you extremely concerned about their issue. The small smile on your face faded.
“Yeah, ok… let me go wake Harry. You two can head to the lounge if you want.” You imparted before slipping out.
As you walked up the stairs, you had begun to get more curious about what they wanted to talk about. What could be so important that they had to come over at such short notice?
“H? Love?” You whispered as you reach the inside of your bedroom. “Harry, wake up.” You said slightly louder, walking over to him.
He moaned quietly in response.
“Harry? Gemma and Michal are here.” You cooed and ran your hand threw his soft hair.
“Tell ‘em I’m busy…” Harry groaned sleepily. His eyes were still closed as he tried to snuggle closer into the the blanket.
“I think it’s important.” You said in a hushed voice and stretched your hand out for him to take.
Harry sighed. He took your hand and allowed you to help him up. He quickly slipped into his slippers before following you out of the room, down the stairs, and into the living room.
As soon as you entered the room, you heard sniffling and almost inaudible reassured ‘it’s okay’s.
“Hey, hey. What’s the matter, Gem?” Harry gushed, walking quickly towards his sister. You rushed behind him and rubbed her back as Harry hugged her tightly.
Gemma stayed quiet for a moment as she wiped away a few tears. “Why don’t you two have a seat first?”
You and Harry looked at each other confused. You shrugged at him and afterwards you both sat down.
“There’s really no way to ask this, Y/n. I’ve known you for nearly ten years and you’re one of the very few people I could confide in for this favor.” Gemma paused for a moment before continuing, “A few days ago, we found out that we’re incompatible to conceive together. I have major tube blockage, and our doctor says that we have a few options: we could adopt or we could find someone to carry my egg and his sperm. We just want to know if you’d consider being our surrogate.”
You were dumbfounded to say the least. You had absolutely not been expecting this. At all.
Your blankly confused face had begun to scare Gemma and Michal.
“I… I don’t know.” You managed to get out.
“You don’t have to do it. We understand if you don’t. We just wanted to ask before we look into adoption.”
“I think we should talk about this together thoroughly first. Then, we can give you an answer.” Harry piped in.
You nodded, finally having processed it.
Gemma and Michal had left not long after.
Harry plopped down on your shared king-sized bed after patiently finishing his nightly routine and he successfully tucked all three kids in.
You, on the other hand, had been procrastinating from the moment Gemma and Michal had left, to now. You thought about it immensely, weighing all the pros and cons you could think of. This was a very tough decision to make, but it would determine a couple’s entire future.
Two very important people in your life.
“Are you ready to talk about it?” Harry drawled, pulling the duvet over his legs. He sat up with his back against the headboard and his right hand reaching for yours.
“I think so,” you cleared your voice, “I thought about it a lot. I mean, I think I’m getting a little old, don’t you? But she’s much older than me, she’s already reached past the safety limit. Even if she could have children she would not only be putting her baby’s life in danger, but her own.” You looked at him unsure.
Harry nodded. He didn’t quite know what to say, but he wanted to make sure you knew he understood.
“Do you think I should do it?” You raised an eyebrow.
“As her brother, I think it would be amazing if you could give her and her husband the most beautiful gift of life. But as your husband, I don’t necessarily think this is the best idea because we have a daughter and two toddlers to look after, and this would only bring you more stress.” He spoke profoundly. He gave your hand tight squeeze. “This is completely up to you, though. You know I’ll always support your decision.”
“Thank you,” you smiled up at him. “Maybe I should sleep on it for now.”
Harry hummed, agreeing. “I love you.” He said, kissing your lips before fully lying in bed.
“I love you, too.” You replied. Finally turning the lamp on your bedside table off, and crawling in next to Harry.
It was very early in the morning when you woke up. The sun had not yet set, so you decided that you would go downstairs to the front porch and watch it rise with a warm cup of tea.
You sat up carefully in bed, cautious not to wake Harry. Once you got out, you slipped into one of Harry’s jumpers that he left on the floor next to his unclaimed side of the bed. You shook you head and scolded his sleeping frame. You figured you’d yell at him later.
You made slow and quiet steps down the hall to check on Amelia first, then the twins who were all still asleep and well in each of their beds. Afterwards, you set off to the kitchen to make a small cup of tea and bring it outside with you.
It was slightly chilly outside, but the warmth of Harry’s jumper was enough to keep you content for the next few moments. You snuggled closer to it as you sat comfortably on the porch swing and drank your tea. Birds chirping and the wind blowing was nearly all you heard.
You had been out there for a while, sipping on tea and watching the sun finally rise completely. You hadn’t even noticed the sound of the front door opening until it was slowly closing and the cushion you were sitting on had dipped.
You swung your head around to catch Harry settling down beside you. He had a pair of custom made pajama bottoms with “Styles” perfectly knit on the left side, and an old band tee that he had gotten the hang of using to sleep. You noticed he had a baby monitor in one of his hands.
“Thought you’d be out here.” He said while wrapping his arm around your shoulder. “'Woke up just now and you weren’t in bed.”
You hummed in response and snuggled into his warm side.
“It’s a bit cold out here, don’t you think?” He asked, smiling down at you. Harry grazed his hand along your naked arm. It was cold, and goosebumps could be felt. Even though it wasn’t a long while, you had been quiet ever since he had stepped outside. He frowned before asking, “what are you thinking?” You seemed to be really deep in thought.
“I… I think I want to do it.” You replied.
“What do you mean?” He began rubbing your arm after placing the baby monitor he had held, in between his legs.
“I think I want to be to be Gem’s surrogate.” You answered a little more confident.
Almost immediately, he stopped his movements. “What? Are you sure?” He stuttered. He seemed to be somewhere between happy and a bit concerned.
“Of course, I am. It’s going to be so wonderful to help them with their dream of being parents. Even if it’s just a little help.” You grinned, holding onto his hand.
“A little help?” He grinned back, “baby, you’re *giving* them their dream of being parents. It’s so amazing of you to do this.” Harry embraced you in his arms and held you tightly. “I think I love you even more, if it’s possible.”