You Gave Me Love

“I missed this.” Harry sighed, his breath blowing against the top of my head.

I smiled and nudged my face against his chest, our hands entwined on his stomach. He was warm and real and I hadn’t felt this content in a long time. I had started to think that I would never get this again.

“I never want to fight like that again.” I whispered into his collarbone, feeling his body shiver under mine.

“We won’t. I promise.”

“We fight all the time Harry, how can you promise that?” I snorted into his shoulder, shaking my head.

“I was thinking…” Harry trailed off and I stilled, waiting. “That maybe we should see someone, about all of this. I love you and you love me but we should never have let whatever happened get this far between us. Not with the kids.”

I nodded. “You want to see a marriage counselor?” I murmured.

“I think it would help.”

I agreed. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Harry pressed a kiss into my hair right before Jackson began screaming through the baby monitor. I sighed in acceptance; he had probably been asleep for three hours. That in itself was a miracle.

“My turn.” I mumbled, unhappily rolling off of Harry’s warm body and pushing me feet into the Ugg boots next to my bed.

“Skye.”

I turned to Harry.

“I never said but I do really love the name Jackson.” He said earnestly.

I grinned, feeling happy and awake. I headed out of the room into the quiet house. It was almost midnight and the twins had been asleep for hours. I headed into Jackson’s room that was right next to ours. His cries and sniffles were coming from the crib and I headed over, already mumbling soothing words to him.

He cried louder when he saw me, his little fists clenching and unclenching towards me and I reached down to pick him up, placing him against my shoulder. His cries quieted down but little sniffles were audible next to my ear. I hummed some more and rubbed his back. All three kids had been spoilt by Harry singing them to sleep and just like the twins Jackson could only ever fall asleep if you sung to him.

I began singing softly of the first song that sprung to my mind, swaying from side to side while I moved around the room. My spare hand constantly rubbing a soothing pattern into the back of Jackson’s onesie. He sniffled a few more times before turning blissfully quiet.

I did a few more laps of his small nursery before finally turning back towards the crib to lay him back down. I placed him on his side with pillows and blankets surrounding him so he wouldn’t roll to far in his sleep. No more sounds came from him so I took that as my cue to hurry back to Harry.

Before I could open our door I could hear talking from inside. I grinned at what I knew I would see when I opened the door.

Harry was lying in bed with one twin on either side of him. Both talking animatedly while Harry tiredly nodded and muttered back affirmations.

“What on Earth are you two doing awake at this time of night?” I asked the twins while shutting the door behind me and making my way over to the bed.

“Jacky woke Ed up Mummy, so he woke me up too.” Elizabeth told me. Her hand clenched tightly onto Harry’s shirt.

She had probably had a nightmare like she was prone to do for a while now. But I let her excuse be and climbed into bed. Edward climbed over Harry and his sister to lie next to me. I smiled at Harry amused as two small bodies had separated us. He shrugged at me helplessly and pressed a kiss to Elizabeth’s head.

“Fine,” I sighed. “But the both of you have to help out when Jacky cries.” I teased them before pulling the blankets over and Edward and I and wrapped myself around him. He snuggled in against my chest and immediately closed his eyes. Elizabeth might not have been the only one to have a nightmare.

I pressed a kiss against Edward’s head before allowing my own eyes to shut; Harry’s free hand coming up to softly run through my hair.

-

I adjusted Jackson as he continued to suckle against my breast for his morning meal. Harry was at the stove flipping pancakes while the twins were situated at the counter across from me, stirring the batter with serious looks on their faces. I smiled fondly at them both before wincing as Jackson latched on quite tightly.

“I see you two have finally made up!” I turned, in surprise, to the archway of the kitchen where Ann stood, her face bright and happy while she surveyed us all.

“Grammy!” The twins yelled, abandoning their stirring duties to pounce on their Grandma. Jackson startled at the loud noise they made before seeming to care more about his meal then what was going on in the room.

Harry turned the stove down before going over to his Mother to press a kiss to her cheek and rescue her from the twins.

They slid quickly back to their stirring duties once Harry reminded them. Ann just laughed and moved over towards me, pressing a kiss to my head and cooing down at Jackson before taking up the stool next to me.

“If you haven’t already, you should really tell Louis. I have about six calls from the boy just this week alone. He’s been petrified of you two breaking up.” Ann told us seriously and I shared a fond look with Harry. We had known our friends had been worried about us but not that worried.

“We were never going to break up.” Harry chose to respond with, flipping more pancakes onto a plate before taking the rest of the batter from the twins so he could start cooking them.

“Still I’m glad to see you both smiling.” Ann said, her hand coming up to rest on my shoulder briefly. I smiled at her before pulling my top up to cover my exposed breast now that Jackson had decided that he was finished. I grabbed the little towel and placed it in front of him while I began patting and rubbing his back.

“We decided that we’re going to go talk to someone. So this won’t happen again.” I told Ann, I was too busy feeling elated that we were together in the same room again then to even be hurt by everything that had happened in the last couple of weeks.

Jackson let out a small burp and then began gurgling up at me, a small smile on his face. I grinned and pressed a kiss to his warm rosy cheeks before handing him to Anne who was more than happy to take him.

“You should probably call Louis.” I told Harry as he pulled the pancakes out of the microwave so they were warm.

He shrugged. “I will. Just not right now.” He said before placing the plate on the dining table. I got up to help the twins wash their hands before allowing them to sit at the table where their Father was dishing out blueberry pancakes and chocolate pancakes.

“So you two are good right? This isn’t a show for the twins?” Ann came up beside me.

I shook my head. “I love your son Ann, you know that. We’re going to be fine.” I promised her, finding that I truly believed that.

Notes

So I have severely neglected this and I am so sorry! To make up for this, I'm going to try and do another update by the end of today!
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