Drunk Mistake - Harry Lewis/w2s

The day had finally arrived for Harry to move into my apartment, marking a significant milestone in our relationship. Excitement and a touch of nervousness filled the air as we prepared for this new chapter together. Thankfully, Harry had enlisted the help of his friends, Josh, Ethan, and Simon, to make the move smoother.

"Hey, Gracie! Ready for the big move?" Josh exclaimed, bursting through the door with his usual enthusiasm. He playfully patted my back, making me laugh. "Don't worry, we've got this!"

I smiled appreciatively at Josh. "Thanks for being here, Josh. Your help means a lot to us."

Ethan walked in next, carrying a box of packing supplies. "I brought all the essentials," he said, placing the box on the kitchen counter. "We want to ensure everything is packed securely."

"Great thinking, Ethan," I replied, feeling grateful for his thoughtfulness. "Harry's belongings are important, and we want them to arrive safely."

Simon, the joker of the group, arrived last, balancing a pizza box and a six-pack of soda. "Food and drinks for the hardworking crew!" he declared, grinning mischievously. "We can't move on empty stomachs, can we?"

Chuckling, I nodded in agreement. "You're absolutely right."

As the movers got to work, I watched Harry and his friends effortlessly lift heavy furniture and navigate through the apartment. It was an impressive sight, but it also made me feel a bit left out. Being pregnant and unable to contribute physically, which sometimes left me feeling frustrated.

Sensing my mixed emotions, Harry approached me with a comforting smile. "Gracie, I know you wish you could help more," he said, his voice filled with understanding. "But please know that your presence and support mean the world to me. You're doing more than you realize."

Tears welled up in my eyes as I tried to express my feelings. "I just want to be more involved," I confessed, my voice filled with longing.

Harry pulled me into a warm embrace, his touch reassuring. "Gracie, you're doing an amazing job already," he whispered gently. "Growing our little one is a beautiful and essential role. We're in this together, and your love and support mean everything to me."

His words touched my heart, and I slowly nodded, feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. Harry was right; this move wasn't just about physical labor. It was about building a home, a safe haven for our growing family, and that meant more than lifting boxes.

As the day progressed, the last of Harry's belongings found their place in our apartment. We gathered in the living room, surrounded by boxes and remnants of our shared endeavor. Despite the exhaustion, there was a sense of accomplishment and joy in the air.

Looking around, I couldn't help but smile, my hand instinctively resting on my growing belly. "Well, this is it," I said, my voice filled with a mix of relief and excitement. "Our home."

Harry's eyes gleamed with love as he wrapped his arm around me. "Our home," he repeated, his voice filled with tenderness. "A place where we'll create countless memories with our little one."

As the sun began to set outside, we sat amidst the remnants of the move, dreaming of the future that awaited us. Our hearts swelled with gratitude for Harry, Josh, Ethan, and Simon. They had not only helped with the physical aspect of the move but had also provided unwavering support and love.

In that moment, surrounded by the chaos of our newly shared space, I realized that the strength of our relationship lay in the emotional connection we shared. Yes, there were physical tasks to be done, but the love, support, and excitement we felt for our growing family were what truly mattered.

With newfound confidence, I embraced this new chapter in our lives, knowing that Harry moving into my apartment was just the beginning. Together, hand in hand, we would write the story of our family—a story filled with love, laughter, and the beautiful adventures that awaited us.

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