Living with Men

Soggy Jeans

"Welcome home!" Harry and I had just walked into the house. The boys. El, Perrie, Sophia, Kayla, baby D and Colin were all standing in the living room with a large colorful sign that read welcome home Styles Twins!

Kayla ran up to is first. "Harry wouldn't let me throw you a baby shower." She scowled at him.

I laughed "He was right I don't want one right now."

"Fuck you."

"Well excuse me. I don't think you'd want to have a baby shower when you have baby A."

"That's cause I'll have one before."

"I'll tell you what let me rest and you can throw one on 2 weekends." She sighed.

"Fine now let me see bean."

"Did you decide which one that is?"

"Yep!" She grabbed Killian from Harry and I smiled. She walked over to everybody and they all cooed over him. Gemma and Anne walked out if the kitchen. I picked Ireland up out of her seat and walked over to them.

"Hi baby Erie, come to aunt Gem." She grabbed her out of my hold and I hugged Anne.

"How are you doing love?"

"Good a bit tired but in doing good."

"Why don't you go lay down for a bit."

"But everybody is here, I can't-" I yawned and Anne smiled.

"Dear go lay down everybody will understand." She nudged me towards the hallway. I giggled and left the room. I walked up the stairs and in to our room. I stopped and smiled at the bright white bassinet set next my side of the bed. I heard footsteps coming behind me and I sighed when hands wrapped around my waist. I leaned back into Harry's chest.

"We did it love."

"Did your mom force you up here too?" I placed my hands on his.

He chuckled. "Yea something about how we won't get very much time alone." He kissed my jaw.

"Can I take a shower first?"

"Can I help?" His hands moved to my hips and I sighed turning around.

"I wouldn't have it any other way." I grabbed his face in my hands and stood on my tip toes kissing him. He pulled away and I bit my lip. His eyes were almost completely black.

"God damn Brooklynn." He growled. Pulling me quickly towards the bathroom pulling off his shirt and trying to push his jeans down his thighs. He pulled me into the bathroom slamming the door and locking it. He turned the shower on and pressed me gently against the door. He kissed my jaw nibbling the skin bringing blood to the surface. I giggled.

"What are we Harry, fifteen." He pulled back and looked me straight in the eyes.

"Just because we are parents doesn't mean I can mark you as mine and all mine."

"Oh baby, I will always be yours all yours."

"Good." He picked me up and through me in the shower.

I squealed "Harry! I still have my clothes on!" I grabbed his hand and pulled him in with me.

"Brooklynn this is my favorite pair of jeans!"

"Well this was my favorite bra." I pouted.

"I don't like it." He smirked.

"Why?"

"Cause it's on!" He laughed. He tried once again to pull his Pants off but they were stuck to his legs. He sighed and bent down to try and pull them off losing his balance in the process his feet knocking mine out from under me causing me to land on top of him.

"Hmmpf!" The breath rushed out from between his lips. He groaned.

"Smooth Styles." I started laughing and Harry shot me a dirty look then started laughing with me.

"Smooth is my middle name."

"Sure sure."

"If we weren't clothed this would be a different situation."

"Very, but now I'm soggy." I stood up off of him and climbed out of the shower. I held his hand and once he was out I helped him pull off his shrink wrapped jeans. Then stripped off my wet clothes.

Harry pulled me to his chest and kissed my jaw. "Let's try that again shall we?"