"No, I stay with sissy." I heard Mila whine.

"Not tonight. You have to go to sleep, and Harry is taking Emma to her bed too." My mom said.

"But-"

"Sorry sweetheart." My mom laughed and then I felt Harry begin to carry me off.

"I wanna go to your room." I said and I heard both Harry and my mom chuckle.

"No, you'll go to your room." Harry said.

"Shh. They won't know." I whispered sleepily.

"She's fine." My mom said. "You can take her with you. I don't mind."

"I go too!" Mila whined.

"Okay, okay. Fine. Go with Emma and Harry." My mom sighed.

Harry then shifted me so he was holding me on one side and then took Mila on his other side.

"Goodnight you three." My mom called at us as Harry carried Mila and I out of the living room and into the hallway, walking us to his room.

When we got the he set Mila and I on his bed before I heard him go into his bathroom to change clothes before he came back into the room and got in bed next to me.

I felt his hand on my waist before he leaned over me, pressing a kiss to my cheek.

"Thanks for letting me be with you. I love you Emma."

I smiled.

"I love you too." I got out in my sleepy voice, but he heard me, and I felt his lips rest against the skin of my neck.

"You say you love me too?" Mila's small voice then spoke up, causing Harry and I to both laugh.

"I love you Mila." I smiled.

"I love you Mila." Harry chuckled.

Moments like this, the happy and sweet moments made the difficult moments not matter, because at the end of the day, even the bad days, there was still love.

•••

The next day I was to have lunch with my mom.

I met her in the tea room after finishing a paper, and after making a plate of finger sandwiches and a cup of tea, I sat down at the table beside her and took a drink of my rose flavored tea.

"So how are you and Harry?" My mom asked after I set the tea cup down.

"Good." I smiled.

"Just good?" She raised her eyebrows. "We haven't really talked about him since you came back to the White House."

"I mean, everything's been going genuinely well. We had one real issue after the whole release by Blackwood, but we went and saw Dr. Horan, and everything's been okay since."

"What did Dr. Horan say?"

"He said Harry and I needed to spend more time together, but time where we actually bonded."

"Hmm." She nodded.

"Which is easier said than done because Harry is the most private person on the planet."

"But he must trust you, you're his girlfriend."

"He trusts me with certain things, but I know that he's not telling me things about him because he's scared I might judge him. But I don't want to judge him, I just want to help
him."

"Have you ever considered that he doesn't need help? Harry seems very...put together."

"Sometimes he seems a little too put together." I mused.

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