Harry wasn't wrong when he said Lux would be up at six in the morning. For a while I thought the screaming was a part of my dream but then I opened my eyes and realized it was cruel reality. The street lights shimmered the room slightly and I raised my head to look around. I saw Harry sleeping on his stomach next to me blanket wrapped around his waist and other arm lying close to me like he was trying to reach me. I wiped my eyes before looking at him again to make sure he was really there and not my dream.

Finally I was woken up enough to get my muscels work. I reached my hand to push his side trying to wake him up. "Harry," I spoke as I pushed him again but he didn't move an inch. I groaned and decided to let him sleep. I got up from the bed and slid into my pajama before heading downstairs.

Lux was standing in her cot crying and holding her teddy bear as I stumbled in the living room. "Shhh, Lux, come here," I said as I picked her into my arms. I kept rocking her in my arms while I went to open the curtains. "Oh, looks like it's going to be a good day," I cooed as I saw the sun was coming out. She seemed to calm down little by little as we stand there looking out of the window. "Hally," she said through the sobs and pointed upstairs. "Yes, Harry is reeeaaally tired. Let him get some sleep. We could make breakfast meanwhile. What do you reckon?" I chatted and started to walk in the kitchen. Then I noticed her night nappy needed to be changed and I changed my direction in the loo.

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"Why didn't you wake me up?" I heard Harry's voice saying as I was feeding Lux in the kitchen. I turned my head to look at him and he was standing in the doorway looking stunned. He stared at me in the eyes and then moved his gaze to Lux who was sitting on my lap. "Oh, look what you did, Lux," I was distracted from Harry's naked upper body when Lux accidentally dropped the spoon on the floor. I was about to stand up and clean the mess but Harry had found his ability to move and he was quicker. "Here, let me help you," he said as he handed me a clean spoon from the drawer and then started to clean the floor.

"You seem to have everything under control," he winked at me as he kneeled on the floor to wipe it. "Well, I didn't have another choice when someone was busy to lie in the bed," I smiled. "But you should've wake me up," he insisted while grinning at me. "Believe me I tried and are you saying I can't take care of a baby?" I asked and stopped feeding Lux for a moment to look at him. "Nnnno, I'm just saying Lux knows me better than she knows you," he said hesitantly. "Yeah, but I was kind enough to let you sleep so be happy," I said a bit annoyed and he didn't argue anymore.

Lux giggled on my lap and reached her hand toward Harry. I didn't make any effort to stop her as she tugged Harry's hair and he winced in pain. "Ouch, what was that for?" he turned his head to look at Lux while holding his hand on his head. I laughed along Lux as he stumbled to stand up and muttered something about I had ruined Lux's manners.

When Lux had eaten and I was setting her on the floor Harry came to give me a quick peck on the cheek. "Wait a little, baby girl. Your face needs some cleaning," he said and tried to wipe Lux's mouth with a towel but she kept shaking her head. "Yeah, I know I'm the bad guy wiping your mouth. Whatever, go to play," he said and helped Lux to stand. As soon as her feet touched the ground she was running in the living room. He just sighed and I smiled at him amused.

When Lux was happily playing with her barbies I had some time to make coffee. I knew Harry liked tea more but he didn't complain when I served a cup of coffee in front of him. We sat in silence enjoying our toasts and listening Lux playing in the living room incase if something happened.

"So, you seem to feel okay?" Harry asked after a while and I frowned confused before I realized he was talking about the morning sickness. "Oh, I haven't felt sick in the mornings lately," I smiled and he nodded. "That's good," he said after he had finished his toast. My hand flew to my stomach and I was surprised to feel it had grew up a little.

Harry stood up to put the dishes in the sink. Then he walked over me and hugged me from behind. I rested my head to his chest and he placed his hands to my belly. "I'm sorry, I do appreciate that you let me sleep. I was really tired last night," he whispered and his warm breath tickled me when it brushed over my shoulder. "It's okay, Harry," I chuckled and he kissed my neck. "And you're really good with Lux," he added placing more kisses to my shoulder. "Hhmm, whatever," I hummed closing my eyes. "So, do you have any plans for today?" he asked still kissing my skin. "Nnnooo?" I said questioningly. "Okay, good. Well, um, I gotta head to the studio," he hesitated and then he sucked the spot near my ear but I turned my head to look him in the eyes.

"So, you're saying I have to take care of Lux by my own?" I asked straight. He squirmed under my gaze. "Well, erm... Basically... I mean... I have to be there and Lou will be here soon so you don't have to be alone a long time," he explained. "It's okay," I said and he looked surprised. "Really? That's good! I thought I'd have to take her to the studio with me," he laughed relieved. I smiled at his cuteness. "Okay, I'll get ready then," he said and started to move towards the upstairs. "A kiss would be nice," I said pouting my lips and standing up. He took a few long leaps towards me and then crashed his lips to mine. "I'll be back soon to treat my girls," he mumbled while petting my stomach. This time I didn't start an argument about the baby's gender and I just rolled my eyes at him.

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Everything had gone well so far but when the clock was almost 1pm Lux started to be really tired. I had played with her in the living room, fed her and even managed to edit some photos while keeping an eye on her. I was just packing her stuff when a loud scream echoed in the walls and I ran in the sitting room. Lux had apparently fell off the coach and she was crying on the floor now. I picked her up and tried to calm her down. She didn't seem to be hurt just a little shocked. "Shhh, mum should be here soon," I whispered to her ear while she kept crying.

As soon as the words had left my mouth someone rang the doorbell. I walked to open the door and I was relieved when I met Lou's eyes. I heard her cursing silently when she saw crying Lux in my arms. "Here, take her," I said and didn't give her another option. She looked like she had hungover with her pale face and messy hair and Lux's screaming didn't help much. I grinned 'cause she deserved it after throwing Lux to Harry in such a short notice.

Finally Lux had calmed down and Lou had collected her bags. "I'm sorry this came a bit like without warning. But I promise I'll make it up to you sometime over a pint," she said in the front door and hugged me with her free arm as Lux was almost asleep in her other. I waved at her when she drove away and sighed out with relief when I was finally alone.

I started to make plans for the night so I cleaned up Harry's bedroom and put some candles ready. I took a long warm shower and picked up my best underware. I didn't have much clothes at Harry's house but luckily I had packed my black short dress. I did my make up ready and started to search Harry's CDs to find some good music for the night.

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Harry's "soon" seemed to be a lot longer one than mine when he staggered back home at 10pm.

I was sitting on the couch when I heard a loud crash and then his laugh from the lobby. "Harry?" I yelled as I pushed myself up and then walked to look what happened. The table lamp had fallen on the floor and Harry was laughing so hard tears were streaming down his cheeks. "For fuck's sake, Harry," I groaned loud. It was obvious he was drunk. "Don't be angry it was just a lamp!" he laughed and kicked his shoes off. "Where have you been?" I asked sternly. "Oh, I walked into Nick after I had been in the studios and we went for a pint... or two," he chuckled at his own joke which I didn't find funny. I didn't have time to say anything when he fell towards me and hugged me tight. I almost tumbled on the floor but I got some support of the wall.

"How's my girls? I missed you," he mumbled and buried his head between my breasts. I tried to push him away put he didn't move. "Harry, get off me!" I said and he finally leaned backwards. "What's wrong? I thought I'd get lucky tonight as you're dressed so sexyyyy," he smirked slurring the words. I felt like I could slap him in the face any moment so I took a step away from him and closed my eyes to inhale deep. He had ruined two nights. Okay, maybe the first one wasn't actually his fault but I was hoping we could've spend some time together tonight before he'd leave London.

I put my hands to my face and tried to remain calm even though I wanted to shout at him at the moment. He told me he'd be home soon and then he just went drinking with Nick. And I had been waiting him the whole time alone. I wasn't going to stay calm.

Harry stepped in front of me and placed his hand to my shoulder gently but I shook it away. "I said don't touch me!" my voice was high pitched and I felt like I could burst into tears soon. "What's wrong, you can tell me," he said silently. I looked at him with fury. He really didn't get it?

"Well, I tell you what's wrong. You! I was waiting for you to come home but oh! You was with Nick all that time drinking your ass off," I yelled. He took support from the table and for a while I thought he'd throw up as he looked so pale. He seemed to collect himself still and opened his mouth to answer. "I'm sorry, babe! We hadn't seen each other for a long time," he explained. "And you know Nick, he is such a charming man! I couldn't resist," he added grinning and I couldn't look at him anymore.

"You're sleeping on the coach," I shouted before running up the stairs. "What? No, you can't do that! I said I'm sorry. Can we just forget it? You're so angry because of your hormones," he spoke while following me upstairs. Maybe he was right about the hormones but I wasn't going to sleep next to him. I was opening the bedroom door but then I turned on my heels. "Then I'm sleeping on the couch," I said coldly and started to walk back downstairs but he got a grip of my hand. "No! Okay I got it. You're angry and I'm sleeping on the coach," he slurred.

I went to pick a blanket for him and then I threw it in the stairs. I looked at him when he walked down the stairs to make sure he wouldn't fall and then yelled good night for him. I collected the candles and changed into my pajama. I felt so knackered that I didn't even bother to wash my make up before jumping in the bed. Harry was such a pain in the arse sometimes.