Harry's POV:
'He-llo' I answered my phone in a groggy tone and eyes closed.

'Babe, I just called to say I'll be home in 3 hours' Sammie told me on the phone. Immediately, my eyes flicked open at the information.I turned to check the time on the clock. 'Shit' I mumbled.

'Wait are you still asleep?' she asked.

'What, no, no' I chuckled as I got out of bed.

'Did you buy all the thing from the shops?' she asked and I was reminded of the groceries I had to do in the morning.

'Er.....ah-huh' I mumbled a lie as I left the room. 'Babe, I gotta go okay, bye love you' I rushed off the phone.

'JM? TJ?'I ran to the children's room but the room was empty.

'JM? TJ?' I called out as I ran down the stairs.

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In the kitchen

'I can't wreached that' Jacob told Taleiah as he looked up at the cabinets.

'Oh I know!' Taleiah pulled a chair out and moved it next to the bench top.

'Come on' she encouraged her brother and he climbed on the chair to climb on to the bench top. Jacob opened the cabinet and tried to reach for the jar of chocolates that Sammie hid from the children.

'Your nealy there' Taleiah jumped up and down as her brother's fingers touched the jar. Jacob shuffled closer and went on his tippy toes as he tried to grab hold of the jar.

'Wooohww' Harry lifted Jacob down. 'You know why Mummy put them up there' he bended down to talk to his children.

'But Dad we're hungry!' Taleiah pouted.

'I know, I know' Harry sighed. 'Don't worry I'll buy you Maccas' Harry told them.

'Yehey!' the children rejoiced.

'Go get changed' he told them and the two ran up the stairs.

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Harry's POV:

'Can I please get two happy meals with chicken nuggets and two big mac' I ordered on drive through.

'How many nuggets in the meal Sir?' the girl asked through the speakers.

'3 please' I replied and grabbed my wallet from my back pocket.

'Dad 6' JM called out from the back seat.

'Actually 6' I peered my head out the window again.

'10 Dad 10' TJ requested.

'10 Actually' I changed the order.

'15' JM called out.

'Make it 15' I rolled my eyes at how fickle children are.

'20' TJ giggled.

'20' I succumb to her request.

'Sorry Sir 12 is the maximum in the meal' the girl reminded me.

Of course I knew that! I turned around on my seat and my children were covering their mouths giggling. I got so caught up on their request that I didn't even realise they were playing me.

'Do you still want 12?' The girl asked.

'No just 6 please' I peered my head out.

'Drive through' she said.

After successfully getting our orders without being recognised, I speeded my way to a pitt stop before the grocery stores.

'Hiiiiiii Uncle Niall' the children greeted him as he got in the car.

'Hello little Styles' Niall waved at them before he buckled up.

'Wooh wooh wooh....where's mine?' he asked as he took some of my fries.

'Here you go' JM passed him the Macca's bag that contained the other big mac meal I ordered.

'Ohhh I love you guys' Niall flashed us his braceless teeth.

'Niall, I know Food is your middle name' I chuckled as I continued to drive one handed with the other hand holding my burger.

'So tell me again why you need me today?' he asked before taking a bite of his burger.

'Ohh... I know' Niall chuckled when I didn't respond. He took a sip of my drink before talking.

'This only means two things. One is that your in trouble from Sammie and you need help or Two is that your ABOUT to get into trouble from Sammie and you need help' he smirked at me.

'I woked up late and I was supposed to do the grocery before she gets home. Now she's going to be back in 2 hours and I've got this long list to buy' I confessed.

'Don't worry man I gottchaaa back' he winked.

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When we got to the shops I hurried inside to get the grocery done. JM sat on the trolley while TJ got a minnie trolley and played in her own little world of shopping.

'Okay I need that...and that...and that' I said as I threw things in the trolley.

'Haz here's you fruit and veg' Niall loaded the trolley with bags.

'Thanks man' I replied and kept pushing the trolley down.

'Dad what does this say?' JM pointed at the word on the shopping list.

'That says....as..pa...ra..gus' I broke it down for him.

'As-pa-gus?' he tilted his head.

'Asparagus buddy' I chuckled at his pronunciation.

'Hey Niall where's TJ?' I turned to him. We both turned around searching, luckily before my heart rate increased, she soon turned up with her trolley now occupied!

'Dad, Dad look its a rainbow unicorn!' she pointed at the toy the took up the whole little trolley.

'Can we buy it pleaseeee' she looked up to me with her enthralling green eyes.

'Sweetie you already have a unicorn' I reminded her.

'But, but, my unicorn needs a friend' she pouted.

'Every single toy of yours needs a friend' I mumbled her reason every time she asked for a toy.

'Pretty pleasee daddy' she tugged my arm and begged.

'Oh uh, you can't resist that Harry' Niall whispered to me. He was right, I had a weakness in giving into EVERYTHING my children wanted, as long as I can, I do so. It's something Sammie and I always disagreed on. She thinks that I spoil them too much.

'Okay' I sighed.

'YAY!' she jumped up and down then hugged my legs. We continued our grocery-sprint in an effort to beat Sammie home.

'Niall, we still need bread, milk, eggs...' I read the shopping list. I turned to my right and realised he wasn't there. I continued on without him since he wasn't a little kid to get lost in the shops anymore.

'Dad when are we going to play?' JM asked as I placed a loaf of bread in the trolley.

'When we get home buddy' I replied. That's one thing I've learnt with children, they NEVER forget when you make them a promise.

'Dude I brought you here to help me' I told Niall when he turned up.

'Soz Haz their giving samples of this new cadbury chocolates, Man you gotta try some' he said as he munched through the bar.

'Dad can I have that' TJ pointed up at Niall. I turned to give Niall a look and he flashed me a lip smile with an innocent look.

'Sammie's gonna kill me' I hissed through my teeth as I mumbled to him. Okay Harry, you can do this, I told myself.

'Sweetie, I'm not going to buy you chocolate' I found it hard to deny her request.

'But..'she argued and I knew those eyes were about to let those tears out.

'Your not allowed to have too much chocolates' I told her and I began to push the trolley down. As expected, she began to cry out loud as she followed behind me.

I sighed before turning back around to face her unable to tolerate her cute whimpers.

'Okay sweetie, I'll buy you the chocolate...' I was about to make a negotiation.

'BUT if he does you can't have your new toy anymore' I pointed at the unicorn on her trolley.

'But..' she hugged her unicorn tightly and cried softly.

'You have to pick one. The toy or chocolate?' I asked her. She bowed her head down as she slowly walked to the shelve and placed the toy back.

'Looks like were buying the chocolate' I muttered as I took her hand and went to the confectionery section.

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'Haz, are you trying out for Fast & Furious 7' Niall grabbed hold of the handle on top as I sped down the road.

'Man you know how many speeding fines you'll probably get after this' Niall warned me.

'Bro I'm not scared of a fine...I'm scared of my wife' I told him as I made a hard turn.

'Dad did you and Mummy talk about my sister already?' TJ reminded me. 'When is she coming?' she asked.

'Sweetie we don't know yet....' I replied. Now that was a request I couldn't just give to her on the spot.

'Dad look there's a police behind us' I heard JM say. I look to my side mirror and saw blue and red lights flashing.

'Oh great!' I muttered as I pulled over to the side.

'Dad are we bad? In movies the police chases the bad guy' JM shared his knowledge of policeman.

'No son we're not bad...Dad just need to talk to Mr.Officer' I tried not to scare my son off.

'Mr.Styles' the officer greeted.

Notes

Spelling Errors:
If you've noticed there are some incorrect spelling when its the children talking. I have done this in purpose to show that they are still not fluent in speaking and therefore the way the words are written is how they pronounce things.