ALWAYS

There was a loud knock on the door. I looked at the clock with a sigh. Two am. I got up and rushed to the door. I didn't want the person knocking to wake Darcy. I pulled the door opened to see my mother holding Enola up with a disappointed look on her face.
"Mum, what's going on? What happened?" I asked letting her into the house.
"She is smashed. Badly. She needs to go to bed." My mother sounded mad at me. Enola looked up at me with a bright smile as my mother placed her in my arms. "Fix this Harry." My mother murmured before walking out of the house and closing the door behind her. My eyes met Enola's and she was still smiling so widely at me.
"Hi Harry!" She nearly shouted at me.
I chuckled, "Ssshhh baby, Darcy is asleep." Enola wrapped her arms around my neck as she gazed lovingly into my eyes. "Come on. Let's get you to bed." I stated trying to get her to move toward the stairs. She wouldn't move. "Noli, come on. You're smashed and we have a crazy day tomorrow. You need your sleep." I pleaded. She shook her head with a smirk. "What?" I inquired not knowing why she was smirking.
"I don't want to sleep." She stated matter of factly.
"Yes, I've learned that." I replied still not getting her smirking mouth and mischievous eyes.
She held me closer and whispered, "I wanna make love. Right now." My knees buckled as the words I wanted to hear so badly slipped out of her mouth. "Make love to me, Harry." She repeated when I didn't move or say a word. She pulled away from me a little with hurt eyes.
"I want to, Noli. You know how much I want to. But you are drunk, you can barely stand. I can't make love to you tonight. It would be taking advantage of you and I can't do that. I promised I would never take from you without regard to your feelings. I can't, baby." I whispered to her. Instantly, she was mad. She pushed away from me and stomped a crooked line to the staircase. I sighed heavily and ran my hand through my hair. I wanted it as well, but what was the point if she wasn't going to remember the way she felt in the morning. She could be mad at me. I was doing the right thing. I walked up the stairs behind her. I tried to grab her arm when she stumbled, just to steady her, but she ripped her arm out of my hand.
"Leave me alone." She grunted at me.
"Enola, cut it out. I'm trying to be that good man you always tell me I am." I snapped at her. She glared at me then tried to take another step. She fell forward. I sighed heavily as she started to cry. "Come on, baby. You need you rest." I murmured as I picked her up bridal style and carried her the rest of the way up the stairs to her bedroom. I pushed the door opened with my foot and walked in. I laid Enola down on her bed and she let out a sad breath. I sat her up for a moment to unzip her dress.
"I thought you weren't going to make love to me tonight." Enola grumbled.
I chuckled as I pulled the straps down her arms, "I'm not. I'm undressing you so you can sleep comfortably. Another night. I love you and I want to but I don't feel right if you're drunk."
"We used to make love when I was drunk all the time." Enola huffed at me as I laid her back down and removed her dress completely.
I laughed, "We were both drunk and you could still stand up. I'm sure that's how the whole thing with having sex against the bus started." Enola giggled. " Do you want to sleep like this or do you want me to find you a t-shirt to sleep in?" I asked throwing her dress to the floor.
"I want my bra off." She grunted struggling to sit up. I laid her back quickly then reached behind her to unclasped the super sexy, purple lace bra. I threw it to the floor with her dress. I pulled the blankets over her body then kissed her forehead. "Harry?" Enola murmured.
"What?" I inquired brushing hair from her face.
"Will you at least just touch me? I want to feel you." She mumbled. I pulled the blankets back and slid my hands over her skin. I slowly glided my fingertips over her chest, tracing her collar bones. My fingers then danced down her arms. She was so soft and warm. Enola sighed as my hands cupped her bare breasts gently. I teased her nipples with my thumbs, making them harden slightly. Enola moaned and placed her hands over mine. She squeezed my hands, telling me to grip her breasts tighter. I did as she wanted. She bit her lip letting her gaze meet mine. I removed my hands from her breasts then slid them down her flat, toned stomach. I chuckled as she sighed and sank into the bed. I slid one finger across the band of her panties making her moan again. I hushed her by placing a finger over her lips. She looked a little startled by the action.
"You're going to wake up our daughter." I whispered and tried not to laugh. Enola smirked and opened her mouth, taking my finger between her lips. I wanted to jump into the bed beside her and show her everything she'd been missing for the last four years. She sucked on my finger lightly then slid her hand up my thigh. I grabbed her hand quickly and removed my finger from her lips. She looked disappointed as I kissed her forehead then stood from her bed. "Goodnight, Noli." I murmured taking a step back from her bed.
Her eyes showed a deep sadness, "Goodnight, baby." She turned onto her side with a sigh. I pulled the blankets over her body again. I flipped the light switch as I walked out of the room. I closed her door over so I could hear her if she ended up getting sick or started to yell for me.



I sat quietly between my father and Enola. The rehearsal dinner was going well according to my dad who had been speaking to Enola for nearly twenty minutes. He was all for learning about her and my daughter. I liked that he wanted to know Enola as well. He kept cracking jokes about how he couldn't believe I landed a girl like her. It was getting to me and I could tell that Enola was getting upset as well.
"Daddy!" Darcy whined trying to get out of Enola's lap.
I turned my head to her, "Yes, babygirl?"
"Can I pleeeeease go play?" She begged me. The rehearsal dinner was in a big hall instead of a restaurant and I could see the kids of Gemma's friends playing near by. I looked up at Enola, to ask her opinion. She shrugged.
I sighed, "Yes. You can go play." Darcy clapped in excitement. Enola set her down between our chairs. "Darcy." I stated getting her attention before she could run away. She looked up at me with her big, green eyes. "Behave. If I hear any fighting or meanness, we're going home. Do you understand me?" I was being stern with her because she refused to take a nap and was being rude. Darcy nodded quickly. "Give me a kiss." I instructed. I leaned over for her to peck my lips. "Now go." I motioned for her to run over to the other kids. Darcy bolted right away. Enola giggled and shook her head.
Enola seemed looser than she had the last few days. Maybe her getting drunk was what she needed? Maybe it was my touch? I wasn't sure which but I couldn't get the previous night off my mind. The way she melted under my hands made me wish that I had just gone for it. But it was wrong to take advantage of her, she wasn't thinking clearly when she asked to make love. I wanted it. I wanted to climb into her bed and make her feel the way we did when we were together. I ran my hand through my hair quickly. I shouldn't be thinking about making love to Enola while surrounded by so many family members.
I glanced over to see she looked bored. Her chin rested on her fist as she just stared around the room, listening to different conversations. I smiled a bit. I loved the way she observed. It was never really noticeable but she always made a point to know what was going on around her. I gazed at her beautiful blue eyes as they roamed the faces of the other dinner guests. Her eyes held no judgement, just awe. She was so intrigued by others. I tried to contain a smile when Enola's lips turned up slightly. She must've heard something funny. Her brow furrowed as her eyes landed on another person. Her shoulders sagged and she appeared sad. All the while she seemed completely relaxed. I wanted to see what she was seeing the people that surrounded us. What was she thinking as she listened to other people's conversations?
Enola's eyes landed on mine. She smiled as I blushed. She had caught me staring at her. But she didn't look upset by it or even put off. Enola gazed back at me with loving eyes. She placed her hand on my face gently. She stroked my cheek with her thumb slowly. I couldn't take my eyes off hers. Those big blue pools stared directly into my soul. She knew everything going on in my head. I could tell by the way her hand dropped from my cheek to my neck. Her fingers were so delicate as she continued to caress my skin in the most unnoticeable way. It was rare for her to be tender with anyone but Darcy. Even when we were together, her tenderness only extended to me. I loved that I was getting it again. If she was being this warm in a public forum, she had to be closer to telling me that she loved me still. As I kept my eyes on her I noticed that she was exhausted. She removed her hand from my flesh slowly. I smoothed her hair back, away from her face. Enola leaned into my hand a bit.
"Do you want to go home, baby?" I whispered, leaning closer to her.
She nodded, "But I don't want to upset your sister or your parents."
I smiled and shook my head, "We've gotten all of the important stuff done. Come on. Darcy is really tired too. Can't get in any trouble if we're taking the baby home." Enola giggled but declined. "Seriously, they won't mind. You need to get some rest and so does Darcy." I urged her to agree with me. "Here watch." I grinned and stood. Enola stared after me curiously. I went to my sister and knelt by her chair, "Hey jerk."
Gemma smiled, "Freak. What's up?"
"I'm going to take the wife and kid home. My girls are tired." I said softly.
Gemma's smile widened, "Wife, eh?"
"That's what she's gonna be." I replied quietly, feeling slightly embarrassed. It was what I wanted for Enola and I. I wanted us to be married with the family that we always talked about.
Gemma nodded with an even bigger smile, "Okay. Take them home. They'll need sleep for tomorrow anyway." I kissed her cheek gently and thanked her. I hit Nick's shoulder to get his attention. He smiled at me. "Hey, you and dad gotta pick me up at home. I gotta get my girls to bed." Nick nodded and shook my hand. I caught Enola's attention and motioned her over.
"Goodnight, E. I'll see you in the morning?" Gemma asked of her as she walked over.
Enola chuckled and kissed her cheek, "Of course. I'll be over with Darcy as soon as she gets up."
"Make sure he gets up too." Gemma pleaded pointing at me.
"It's my job." Enola laughed quietly. She said a quiet goodbye to Nick. As Enola and I made our way to my parents, Darcy came running over to us crying. I picked her up quickly. "What's wrong, honey?" Enola asked our child. She started to tell us about one of the other little girls making fun of how much smaller she was. "Baby, you're the size you're supposed to be. She's six and you're four. THere's nothing wrong with you." Enola assured Darcy.
"Freddie never teases me." Darcy sniffled.
"That's because Freddie is your best friend and Freddie is just nicer." Enola whispered to Darcy, making her giggle. "Want to go home, honey? Wanna go to bed?" Enola inquired of the exhausted toddler in my arms. Darcy nodded then rested her head on my shoulder. Enola and I said a quick goodbye to my mum, my dad and Robin before taking Darcy out of the building.


Darcy was finally asleep as Enola and I flopped onto the sofa. She quickly snuggled into me as best she could with the dress she had on. She rested her head on my chest and wrapped her arm around my waist. I leaned my head back against the sofa and let my eyes close.
"I don't even think I can go to the stag do." I mumbled. Enola giggled and held me tighter. "I'm too tired to go out drinkin." I added quietly.
"You promised." Enola murmured. I could hear in her voice that she was almost asleep.
I yawned, "Yeah, well, I'd rather cuddle up with you and sleep until Darcy can't sleep anymore." Enola laughed and nodded.
She looked up at me, "Can we cuddle in my bed until its time for you to go?" I agreed happily.
Enola climbed into her bed wearing nothing but my paisley button down shirt. I smiled as she cuddled into my side much like she did on the sofa. She laid her head on my chest and draped her arm over my waist. I kissed her hair when she sighed in contentment.
"I wish you were under the covers." Enola murmured.
I laughed, "I shouldn't even be in this bed. Who knows if I'll get up or not." Enola gazed at me with her exhausted blue eyes as she traced patterns on my chest with her fingertips. I hummed missing the other times she used to do it.
"Harry." Enola whispered.
"Yes love?" I replied just as softly.
"I'm sorry for acting like a right jerk last night. I've not drank like that in a very long time." She murmured. I sighed heavily and closed my eyes. "Thank you for being so sweet. Saying that I didn't act like an idiot." She added.
I shook my head, "You didn't act like an idiot. You acted like a woman that wanted affection from someone that loves her. I just couldn't do it with you being the way you were. You could barely stand and I am not that kind of guy. It felt wrong."
Enola kissed my cheek, "Thank you for acting like a gentleman. I knew I was angry about it last night but now that I am sober, I am thankful. I wouldn't want our daughter to hear the drunken side of that. Actually, I don't want her to hear it at all."
I laughed quietly, "Go to sleep."
"What?" She squealed.
"Is that realistic? Our daughter never hearing that? I mean, let's say we decided to try and have another child, it takes a lot of doing. We can't just ship her off to my mum's or Gemma's when we wanna...attempt to conceive."
"Harry, you can say make love or fuck. I'm too tired to get frisky right now." Enola giggled.
I shrugged, "Not important. We're parents. She's probably going to live here for the rest of her life. She's bound to hear something at some point. Just as long as she doesn't SEE it, I'm good."
Enola sighed quietly, "I can't believe we're talking about a second baby when were still trying to work our shit out."
"I'm not saying I want to make another tomorrow. I'm just giving you a scenario." I replied a little miffed at her. "Go to sleep, Noli. You've got a long day tomorrow." I murmured trying to ignore her almost rude comment.
She giggled, "Says the guy that is so tired he can't keep his eyes opened but it still going to a party."
"I can't get out of going. My dad wants us boys to do some bonding. Which we've been doing for like a week now." I knew that I let my irritation show.
"He just wants to be close to you and Nick. You've got a daughter he wants to see and Nick and Gemma are probably going to have children as well, he wants to be included in everything." She tried to rationalize my dad's intense need to spend time with Nick and I. "Things are going to settle down after tomorrow anyway. We'll have time to relax and sleep and be homebodies until you go back on tour." Enola said in a soothing voice. I nodded and kissed her hair again.

I woke to the sound of my father's voice. I opened my eyes to see my dad smirking at me. I glanced over to see that Enola was fast asleep on my arm.
"What's up, dad?" I asked as to not wake Enola.
"Ready for Nick's stag do?" He inquired with a goofy grin. I groaned quietly. I wanted to stay in bed with Enola, hold her while she dreamed. I nodded and slowly removed my arm from under Enola's head. She whimpered and tried to move closer to me. I hushed her and kissed her forehead. She settled after a moment. I motioned for my dad to leave the room before me. My dad turned and walked out. I followed after him quickly. I closed Enola's bedroom door over so she could hear Darcy.
"Dad, let me check on Darcy." I said as he tried to rush me toward the stairs. HE nodded then let me duck into Darcy's room. I stood over her bed smiling. She had her rear in the air and the blankets had been tossed to the floor. She held her teddy tightly and her brow furrowed. I wondered what she was dreaming about. I picked her blanket up from the floor then threw it over her gently. She sighed and her butt lowered to the bed. I chuckled quietly as I kissed her hair.


Again, I was quiet as the party raged on around me. My heart was at home, in bed with Enola and watching Darcy sleep. They were my world. In two weeks I was going back on tour not to see them for another month and a half. I'd been home for about a month and I felt like I wasn't getting enough time with either Darcy or Enola. I felt like I was constantly running for Nick and Gemma or trying to keep Aubrey happy or in the studio with the boys. I was considering talking to management about getting another tour bus for just Enola, Darcy and I so I can always have them with me. It broke my heart that my daughter cried almost every night when I called because she didn't understand why I couldn't be home. I felt like Enola was drifting away a little because I was gone and had been so busy. But Enola was right, after tomorrow, I would have two weeks to make up time with them. I would bring them to the studio if I had to. I wanted them with me as much as they could be.
My dad looked at me saddened, "We could've left you at home with your woman, you know?"
I rolled my eyes and threw my hands in the air, "Now you tell me!"
Nick laughed, "Getting frisky with Enola?"
I shook my head, "No. We were sleeping."
Nick's best friend, Dan, lifted his eyebrow at me, "You want to go home so you can sleep?"
"With my girl? Yes. I do." I answered a bit rudely. My dad smacked my arm making me roll my eyes again. "Why do you do that still? I am an adult. I have a child of my own." I inquired of my father.
"So what? Your mother and I didn't raise you to be rude. Wouldn't you yell at Darcy for being rude since she knows her manners?" My father replied quickly.
I looked at him blankly, "She's four, not twenty four." I turned back to Nick and Dan, "And Enola is a different kind of woman, I don't need to have sex with her to be intimate with her."
"Whoa an 'evolved man'." Nick's friend Sean mocked me.
I glared at him, "No. I love my girl. I don't treat her like a piece of meat. She's the mother of my child and she deserves respect. She's has a job that is a lot more stressful than anything I will ever do. I envy her ability to keep everything going in our house. If she wants me to sleep beside her, then I am going to." Nick, my father and Robin looked a bit stunned.
"Jeez, you really do love her don't you, Harry?" My father asked quietly.
I nodded, "I wouldn't have Darcy if I didn't love her as much as I do." I glanced around seeing all eyes on me I stood, "I'm going to catch a taxi home. I should get to bed for real so I can help Enola with Darcy in the morning." My father stood and hugged me tightly. I pat his back gently so he would let me go.
"I hope that I will get to be doing all of these things for you soon." My father smiled at me as he gazed upon my tired face.
I couldn't help but smile myself, "I've gotta get the girl back first. She's not really mine yet." My dad kissed my forehead lovingly then let me go. I gave Robin a loose hug then I shook Nick and Dan's hands before leaving the bar. I knew that as soon as I left the party was going to get crazy. I was the old man holding everyone back. I chuckled a bit remembering when I was the life of the party. I still could be but I needed the right partner in crime. Enola and I could make any party crazy with our antics: dancing like fools, telling jokes about each other and sneaking off to be alone. At our best, we had more fun than anyone else in the world. I was excited for my sister's reception, maybe if I could bring out that playful side in her, she would remember how good we were. Maybe she'd want to make us apart of her life, instead of just co-parenting. I sighed as I jumped into the taxi. After I gave the man my address, I sunk down into the seat and tried to relax so I could go to sleep as soon as I got home.

Notes

Hmmm....I wonder what is going to happen when Harry gets home? ;D

Peace&Love