Layla's pov
the day of Tristan's party.

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"My mom just picked up the kids" harry said coming In the bedroom.

"Okay. I'll call her in a minute to thank her" I said water falling my hair.

i walked out of the bathroom connected to our bedroom and laid my back straight on the bed.

"Harry.?" I asked while he was shaking his hair.

"yes." He said turning to look at me.

"is it bad to be emotional" I said covering my face with my hands embarrassed.

"Well no. It's your babies first birthday" he jumped on the
On the bed next to me and wrapping his arms around my waist.

"I quite like these pants on you" he said smacking my ass

"stopp I'll change them." I said staring at him giving him my most serious face I could.

"remember when we used to hate each-other?" Harry asked drawing circles on my thigh.

"mhm" I said trying to not ruin the moment.

"okay we have to go set things up " I said starting to get up from the bed until he pulled me back down.

"let go harry we have to goo" I said pulling me and him off the bed.

"fine" he huffed and we got in the car.
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At the cake store

"here for pickup on the styles cake." I told the lady.

She went back and got the cakes
The lady behind the other counter was younger and was trying to get Harry's attention by coughing and pulling down her shirt. The funny thing was he didn't even look over there not once.

"is something wrong. Do you need a cough drop or something? I think I have a couple in my purse" I said opening my purse and searching for my pack of cough drops

"no. Thanks though" she said pulling up her shirt.

we walked out of the store and set the cake in the back of his car.

"you know. That's why I love you" he said taking my hand in his

"oh it's not because, I'm the mother of you children, or I was your best friend. It's cause my comebacks" I said faking I was hurt.

he laughed and we put our seat belts on and we went to the party place.
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Notes

To be continued
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