You Gave Me Love

We pulled slowly into the car park with loud screeching and whining vibrating through the car. I rubbed my eyes tiredly before stepping out and pulling open the back door, violently enough that both kids immediately shut their mouths and eyed me with concern.

“Enough.” I warned them both as Harry opened up the opposite back door, his face carefully neutral. “You will both be politely quiet for the whole time we are in there and in the car ride back. You will not be getting anything at all and nor will you ask for anything.” Elizabeth’s lower lip trembled but they stayed quiet nonetheless.

Sighing I reaching for Edward and pulled him out of his booster seat until he was safely on the ground. He stood there patiently while I shut the door and obediently held up his hand for me to take. I kept my face stony and blank so he wouldn’t think in anyway that he was forgiven for creating such unnecessary noise in the back of the car. Harry met us with a still pouting Elizabeth holding his hand. He sent me an amused look but otherwise kept his face serious in front of the kids while we made our way into the Chemist, I grabbed the script out of the bag and handed Edward off to Harry so I could go to the counter.

I handed over the script and the tall lady briefly read over it before telling me they would call me when the script was ready. I nodded and headed in search of Harry and the twins, finding them wandering around aimlessly. Harry pressed a kiss to my head and I tried to smile in assuredness. I was honestly okay, the Doctor hadn’t said that we couldn’t have another child. We just needed a little help in getting there, hence the fertility tablets that we were picking up.

Harry’s phone rang and he stepped away to answer it while I watched both children walk slowly and deliberately kept their hands tucked behind their back. I allowed a small smile while I watched them try to behave in the hopes of probably getting something for their trouble.

“It’s Gemma.” Harry held his phone out to me.

“Hey Gem.” I answered taking Harry’s phone from his hands and watched as he crouched in front of the twins.

“Hey how did the Doctors go?” Gemma asked through the phone, her tone was worried. “Mum’s here too by the way.” I could just hear Ann call out something in the background.

“Everything’s okay, sorta. We can still have kids I just need to go on these tablets for a while and it will help us. The Doctor said it’s a pretty common problem and not to be worried. There’s a chance with us already having twins that I may even have twins again because of my high egg count, we just need a little extra push.”

“Maybe Harry’s swimmers are a bit slow?” I snorted at Gemma and eyed Harry.

“Don’t tell your brother that, he’ll only want to practice more.” I grinned, biting my lip when Harry glanced at me curiously.

“Oh, gross. That is disgusting, I’m hanging up now. Goodbye.” Gemma did hang up, the dial tone coming through the phone and I laughed loudly as my number was called out for the prescription.

“What was funny?” Harry questioned, following me up to the counter with the twins.

“Nothing that I can say.” I nodded vaguely at the twins and Harry’s grin widened, winking at me. Shaking my head I greeted the lady at the counter again and took the package. She briefly explained a few things that the Doctor already had before instructing me to take one everyone morning with breakfast.

I grabbed my wallet to pay but Harry already pushed a card in front of me towards the lady. I rolled my eyes at his necessity to pay.

“You realise that we have joint bank accounts right? That you don’t actually have to pay for me or be all chivalrous about it because we literally have the same money.” I was amused while he merely scowled in response. I shook my head and tucked the scripts into my bag while Harry finished up. The twins looked up at me innocently but I ignored them and ushered them out the door, their shoulders drooping the closer we got to the exit.

I watched in surprise as Harry grabbed onto both their arms and yanked them back before they reached the doors. All three of us looked at him shocked before he nodded his head outside, his mouth a thin line, his eyes cold. I followed to where he was looking and noticed the amount of people waiting out front, with cameras. I sighed and bent down to pick up Elizabeth, letting out a small grunt on the way up. Both of them were beginning to become to big to pick up.

“You’re such a big girl now aren’t you.” I mumbled into Elizabeth’s hair, nuzzling her cheek while she buried her head in my neck. Both the twins were frightened by the paparazzi but Elizabeth was the worse. She hated the flashes and how loud they way.

She never used to be bothered by them until one particular traumatizing experience right after the boys retired from music. We had been followed around by paparazzi trying to get comments until one particular experience when security could barely keep them back and Harry and Elizabeth had been separated from Edward and I.

We wormed our way through the loud crowd and into the waiting car but it took a lot longer for Harry and Elizabeth to get there. When they finally got inside Elizabeth was in hysterics and so was Edward and I. Harry had been furious while both twins sobbed uncontrollably in my arms. Management released an angry statement on behalf of Harry and threatened to sue any paparazzi that touched or came within three meters of us. It had been effective so far but Elizabeth and Edward had never been okay with the paparazzi since.

The paparazzi stayed back as we exited the chemist, they still shouted out questions or accusation but by now I was pro at blocking out their words. Elizabeth twitched in my arm in almost panic but I held on tighter and rubbed her hair soothingly.

We made it into the car without a scratch and both kids were in their seats safely and without a tear. I smiled at them both fondly and climbed into the front where Harry was already sitting, impatiently tense.

“It’s okay love.” I said softly, reaching over and resting my hand on his thigh, giving it a squeeze while he pulled out onto the main road.

“It’s really not.” He muttered, shaking his head. I stayed silent while Harry drove, Elizabeth fell asleep in the back and Edward was content to watch the scenery go by, I could hear him try to sing along to the radio every now and then, changing the words if he couldn’t understand or say them. I smiled contently and rested my head back, closing my eyes until Harry finally arrived home.

There were paparazzi out front our house as well and I resigned myself to the fact that Harry would probably be grumpy for the rest of the night.

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I woke to a warm body rhythmically breathing next to me; I smiled and rolled over to push myself further against Harry. Being able to sleep with him next to me and still wake up together hadn’t lost its novelty since he had quit touring the world.

My hand came up and rested against his warm bare chest, his heartbeat beating slowly and beautifully in sync with my own. My pointer finger absentmindedly traced the cursive pattern of my full name tattooed across Harry’s chest, before sliding down and tracing both Edward and Elizabeth’s names underneath my own. A foolish smile spread across my face and I buried it in Harry’s neck making him twitch and clutch my waist tighter against him.

“What are you doing?” He grumbled, in his gruff morning voice. I looked up to watch as his eyes slowly blinked open and I was relieved to notice that the dark shades under his eyes had long since disappeared from long sleepless nights. Reaching up I ran the hand that was listening to his heart through his wild curly hair that spread out on the pillow behind him.

“Morning.” I smiled at him, bumping my nose against his. He grinned and pulled me closer so I was almost lying on top of him. “You’re in a better mood.” I hummed, pushing myself up so I could settle better on top of him, one leg either side of his hip so I was effectively straddling him. I could feel his morning wood rise in interest at the proceedings and with a smile I shook my head at him.

“The Doctor said we shouldn’t stop trying.” He grinned slyly, reaching both his hands above his head and stretching, thrusting his pelvis up against my body lightly. Laughing I pushed against his chest until he was lying flat back on the bed before leaning forward and gently trailing my lips against his.

“You’re insatiable.” I mock glared down at him, my hands already tracing small and unconcerned patterns further and further down his chest towards his stomach. His eyelids fluttered closed briefly while I reached down to push our lips harder together.

An extremely loud knock at the door made Harry jump and buck me half off the bed before he caught me around the waist and dragged me back. I sighed when Louis’ voice came through the door.

“I’m only knocking because my son is with me and I don’t want to traumatise him, so cover your naked butts and come down here already.” I sighed as Harry laughed and replied to Louis. Smacking Harry’s stomach, I untangled my legs from around his waist and fully rolled of him and to the floor. Standing up I stretched and smirked when Harry’s eyes burned against my completely bare skin.

I threw Harry the first pair of sweatpants I found in his drawer before pulling out my own pair of shorts and the first shirt of Harry’s I could find. Before we could walk out the door, arms circled around my waist and my back met Harry’s still bare chest. I let him nuzzle my hair aside before pressing a small kiss to the skin behind my ear. I reached up to pat his unruly brown hair before taking hold of his hand and tugging him downstairs to where squeals and cries were coming from.

The living room was full; Louis and Eleanor’s two-year-old son, Will, had both Elizabeth and Edward’s attention while he made gurgling noises and slowly rolled around on his stomach on the play mat. Edward kept pushing different blocks and stuff toys in front of him trying to get him to grab onto one. I smiled fondly down at them both and went and joined them on the carpet, pressing a kiss to Eleanor’s cheek from where she sat on the couch.

“You know the key we gave you is for emergency?” I shot to Louis knowing it would have been him just walking right into the house without knocking first. He grinned at me widely from where he lay sprawled out across another couch, baby Abel lying across his stomach, completely asleep. “What if we thought you were trying to break in?”

“You two would have been too busy having--” I shot Louis a look, cutting him off effectively before the twins heard. Harry sat down behind me on the couch, shaking with laughter and I leant back against his legs. “Anyway have you guys even seen the security system you have on this house? If I didn’t have a key we certainly wouldn’t have made it inside. You do not have to be worried about anyone breaking in.” Louis pointed out. I shrugged and didn’t deem him with a reply. Harry and I had both gone a little crazy with the alarm system around the house but it made both of us feel safer and secure knowing it was on.

“Give me your baby?” I held out my hand to Louis instead and looked at him expectantly. He sighed and lifted up the small bundle of soft cuddles and obediently walked over to place the boy in my arms. He didn’t wake, just snuffed and moved his arms around a couple of times before falling back to a soft stillness. I could feel Harry’s presence over my shoulder while we both stared lovingly down at our Godson.

“So how was the Doctor’s yesterday?” Eleanor asked, a yawn slipping from her mouth while she absentmindedly played with Elizabeth’s long curly hair.

“Good.” I answered when Harry placed a light kiss against my temple and sitting back in the seat, his knees squeezing either side of me. “I’m on medication for a bit but nothing was severely wrong.” I told her with a smile, Louis made a non-committal noise and joined the twins and Will on the play mat, much to Wills enjoyment when he noticed his father. He immediately let out a few garbles of excited baby language and held his arms out.

Louis obliged and lifted the boy up so he was sitting in his lap. Expecting him to continue the playing Will instead turned to his father and reached up to tug on the beard that Louis had successfully been growing since the boys retired from the band. Louis winced and pulled Will’s hands away while Eleanor snorted.

“Maybe you should shave it.” She snapped snidely and Louis shot her a glare. It was an ongoing argument between the both of them, Eleanor hated Louis kissing her with the beard and Louis was enjoying his freedom of being able to do, look and say what he wanted. Now I think he was just letting the beard grow longer just to spite Eleanor.

“Why doesn’t Dad have beard?” Edwards turned to us and I looked up, amused, to a scowling Harry.

“Because your Dad looks right silly with a beard, it grows all patchy and funny.” I explained to him patiently, laughing at Harry’s face and Edward’s small giggle. Elizabeth didn’t have a care about anyone else as she instructed Eleanor on how to exactly plait her hair. I rolled my eyes at her bossy tone, Harry insisted she got it from me but I knew how eager Louis had been to protect her when she was born, I had a feeling he corrupted her instead.

Abel stirred in my arms and I looked down, slowly rocking my arms and cooing at him, Edward came up hesitantly next to him and gently reached his finger out to Abel’s hand like he had seen all of us do before. Abel immediately latched onto the small finger offered to him. I looked up to see Edward’s face beautifully surprised, his eyes wide and a smile showing his toothless smile for everyone to see. Harry leant forward to rough his hair and I had a feeling the happy butterflies sweeping through my stomach while watching my son look so damn happy were present in Harry’s as well.

Notes

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