When I wake up... You will be here

Epilogue

“Are you listening to me?” Emma puts her hands on her hips and raised an eyebrow. Jason and Ethan put their hands over their mouths to keep from laughing.

“I’m sorry, what were you saying beautiful?” I waved my lashes and Emma rolled her eyes.

“That you sat to breakfast,” she pointed to the table where breakfast was served.

I put Emmet in his chair and sat down. Seconds later Emma puts her plate on the table and sits next to me. I put my hand on her thigh and stroked her skin with my thumb. She turned to me and I showed her a mischievous smile. She rolled her eyes and returned her gaze to her meal.

“What do you think they will do?” I asked Emma.

“Probably they’ll go for ice cream, although we ate yesterday. Then they’ll take them to the mall and they will spoil them so much that all our efforts to educate them will go to the garbage,” she half smiled.

I took her hand and stroked the back of her hand with my thumb. My eyes were on the road while driving. It was Monday afternoon and the sun colored the sky of orange.

“Is strange to go out just both of us,” she whispered.

“I think that’s part of being parents.”

“We have almost no time for us,” she laughed.

“I think we have enough time for both of us,” I said referring to the small bump that began to show in Emma’s belly.

“You’re a pervert.”

“Your pervert.”

“Thank God our children haven’t heard you talking like that.”

“Thank God our children are with our mothers, so I can kiss you all I want,” I smiled.

“The eyes on the road, you're going to kill us,” she complained and I returned my gaze to the road.

I sigh.

“What do you think it will be?” I ask her.

“Another boy...” She says with obvious.

“I think this time it will be a girl,” I told her.

“You said that my last two pregnancies.”

“I want a girl. A girl just likes you.”

“You aren’t the lucky, Styles,” She smiled and I frown.

“Well if it’s not a girl, we will try next time,” I tell her optimistic and she grimaces.

“That's what I wanted to talk about... I don’t want more babies, Harry.”

I brake when the traffic light gives red light. I turned to look her as if she'd gone mad. She shrugs dismissively.

“What?”

“That, Harry. I think that four is enough.”

“But I want a big family,” I complained.

“And four children aren’t big enough for you?”

“I'm not going to answer that... If I answer I have the risk of sleeping on the couch the next two nights.”

“You’re incredible,” she laid her head on the car window.

“We will see what luck prepares to us this time,” she rolled her eyes and I just squeezed his hand.

We entered the house. I had a big smile on my face. Not even thirty seconds passed when the three monsters came and took Emma upstairs while laughing and talking quickly. I took off my jacket and shoes. My mother and Emma’s mother were having tea in the kitchen. I gave them a kiss on the cheek.