^^butterfly fly away by Miley Cyrus, you'll know when to start playing this ;)
Harry: 19
Camryn: 19, 12 weeks 3 days pregnant
Darcy: 2 1/2
Lennon: 4 months
❤️thank you so much to tpwk_vicky for requesting this chapter❤️
New Years Eve (7:00 am)
She wakes up to her cheeks tingling. It's not like she's not used to it, this is how she's been waking up for the past eight weeks. Two months of waking up to a churning stomach and tingling cheeks. Two months of having to bite back the bile rising in her throat.
It's not even a big deal anymore. Between her pregnancy with Darcy and her pregnancy with Lennon, it would honestly be weird if she didn't have debilitating morning sickness.
At least this morning sickness, as well as Lennon's, is nothing even close to how violent and debilitating her morning sickness was with Darcy. Nothing compares to how sick she was with Darcy. She hopes that she never has to feel the way she did with Darcy's pregnancy.
Her skin is sweaty and sticky, which is only being made worse by the three heaters she's been sleeping next to all night.
Lennon is placed in his little bassinet in between her and Harry, which at least takes away one little space heater, but the second he wakes up to feed again, she'll get his hot skin pressed against hers which isn't going to help with how sickly she feels.
Her two other space heaters are cuddling on the other side of the bed, Darcy on top of Harry's bare chest with her arms sprawled out to the side of his middle, her cheek pressing against his skin. His hands are resting on top of Darcy's back, his face tipped down to the top of her head.
She can feel Harry's toe against her calf, the most she'd let him touch her since she felt like she was living in the Sahara dessert last night while they were going to bed. That's why Lennon's bassinet is placed in between them, actually, because Camryn knew it would prevent Harry from rolling over in his sleep to cuddle Camryn which she just can't do in the first few months of pregnancy where, no matter the weather, she always feels like it's the middle of summer.
She kicks the thin sheet off of her body, the only thing she could manage to sleep with last night as she puts her hands on top of her little bulge of a stomach, turning her cheek on her cool pillow to look at Lennon and try to take her mind off of how close she is to puking.
A little tired grin settles on her face as she looks at her little boy through the bassinet's wall, seeing his chest rising and falling peacefully. His mouth is slightly open as little gusts of air fall out of it, dried milk collecting at the corners of his mouth from his last feeding. His little hand in clenched into a fist and resting by his head.
She reaches her hand out to gently touch the top of the bassinet, not wanting to touch Lennon since the last thing she wants is for him to wake up, but she still needs to feel a little closer to him.
Just as she's about to reach in to drag a gentle fingertip over his large and squishy cheek, a big wave of nausea runs through her body, making her feel like she wants to crawl out of her skin that is now even hotter than it was a few seconds ago.
She quickly sits up from the bed, which doesn't help her nausea in the slightest, clamping a hand over her mouth as she bolts from the hotel room bed all the way into the connected bathroom, barley making it there before she wretches into the toilet, not even having enough time to kneel down, so she's just bent over it.
Harry wakes up to the sound of Camryn gagging, his head immediately raising from the pillow as he looks towards the bathroom door that Camryn managed to close right before she lost her dinner from the previous night in the toilet.
He's gotten used to waking up to this sound. He always jokes that when Camryn's pregnant, her puking is her saying good morning, love to him.
He whimpers a bit and sighs, collapsing his head back against the pillow as he runs a palm over his face. He hates sick, but he's had to get used to it over Camryn's three pregnancies. In fact, he got puked on during Camryn's labor with Darcy, which basically forced him to get over his fear, but still, he'd rather not wake up to it every morning.
He looks down at his little girl on his chest, sleeping peacefully as if all is right in the room, her head tilted up a bit so that he can get a clear view of her face, her mouth wide open. He grins down at her and presses a little kiss to her open mouth, reaching his hand down to brush his fingers through her brown hair, trying to calm her curls a bit which give him a run for his money when it comes to bad bed head.
"I gotta go help mummy,"Harry murmurs, carefully sliding Darcy off of his chest, making sure to go as slow as he can to prevent her from waking up as he settles her on her stomach on top of the mattress right next to Lennon's bassinet.
He stumbles out of the bed after getting Darcy down, running his fingers through his bedhead as he walks around the bed and towards the bathroom, opening the door to find Camryn who's still bracing herself against the toilet.
She's bent at the hips and leaning over the toilet seat, her hands gripping onto it as her fingers go white, her arms trembling as she tries to keep herself up. Her head is bowed and her hair is falling in front of her face. She's only wearing a big t-shirt that reveals practically her whole butt as she bends over.
"There's my bug,"Harry whispers, placing his hand gently on Camryn's lower back as she continues to breathe heavily over the toilet. "Do you think you can sit down, baby?"
He gets a slight head nod from Camryn which is really the only response she can manage as he wraps his arm around her waist from the front, helping her kneel down as she whimpers and crosses her forearms on the toilet seat, pressing her forehead down on it.
"I'm sorry, buggy,"Harry murmurs, collecting Camryn's long blonde hair in his hand. He tilts his head down to bite down on the black hair band around his wrist, tying Camryn's hair into a low ponytail.
"My back's killing me again,"Camryn mumbles, trying to focus on her breathing so that she doesn't loose anymore food to the toilet.
"Yeah? I'm sorry, sweetheart,"Harry whispers, rubbing his hand against Camryn's lower back that's one of the biggest symptoms of her pregnancy thus far.
Camryn had never really had backspin during pregnancy since she was so tiny with Darcy, and with Lennon all of her pain was settled in her stomach with round ligament pain, but ever since she found out she was pregnant with this baby, her back has been absolutely destroying her. She brought it up to the doctor who explained that it was probably just her body's reaction to her getting pregnant so fast after Lennon's birth without really getting any time to rest. She's also already carrying extremely low with this pregnancy, which definitely doesn't help with the back pain as the baby grows.
"Oh,"Camryn groans as she puts her face over the toilet bowl, hacking again as Harry hears liquid spill into the toilet.
"You're alright, it's okay, baby,"Harry soothes, rubbing his hand against Camryn's back as she grips onto the toilet. "It's okay."
"Pshhh,"Camryn sighs, blowing a raspberry with her lips as she rests her cheek back down on the back of her hand, heaving in heavy breaths as she closes her eyes to try and center herself.
"Honey, you feel so hot, do you want to take your shirt off?"Harry asks, feeling Camryn's shirt become wet with sweat under his hand that's still rubbing her lower back.
"Yeah,"Camryn whimpers blearily, lifting herself from the toilet as Harry takes the bottom hem of Camryn's shirt and pulls it quickly over her head, leaving her naked and just in time for her to puke against into the toilet.
"Oh baby, I'm sorry,"Harry frowns sympathetically, watching as Camryn's bare back trembles, her spine showing through her hunched back as her blonde hair spills down her back.
"Harry, I feel so gross,"Camryn whimpers, beginning to cry as she keeps her head over the toilet as Harry reaches up to flush it so that she doesn't have to keep breathing in the smell.
"I know you do, I'm sorry, c'mere,"Harry whispers, rubbing his hands against Camryn's shoulders. "Do you need a hug? I'm not wearing any cologne, I promise."
"Yeah,"Camryn whimpers sadly, tears rolling down her cheeks as she turns around and falls into Harry's arms, as he holds her tightly.
"I've got you,"Harry whisperer rubbing his hand up and down Camryn's back as she presses her cheek into his chest. "I'm sorry, sweetheart, you're being so strong with all of this. I'm so proud fo you."
"Mama?"Darcy's little voice blearily asks, pushing the bathroom door open as she stumbles into the bathroom, rubbing her palm against her sleepy eyes as she looks at her mum and dad sitting on the floor embracing each other.
"Hi baby,"Camryn sniffles, pulling away from Harry as Darcy patters over to her, sitting on Camryn's lap as she presses her cheek against Camryn's bare chest. "Did you wake up?"
"You weren't there,"Darcy whimpers sadly, snuggling her arms tighter around Camryn's middle.
"Oh baby, I'm sorry,"Camryn whispers, leaning her head back against Harry's chest because Darcy's shampoo from last night is a little too strong for her sensitive nose, but she also doesn't want to let go of her little girl. "Mummy's tummy was just sick."
"The baby?"Darcy asks, resting her little palm on top of Camryn's bulge of a stomach that's peeking out slightly now, but most of it is just left over weight from her pregnancy with Lennon.
"Yeah, the baby in mummy's tummy is making her feel really yucky,"Harry confirms, wrapping his arms around Camryn from behind so that he can rest a hand on Darcy as well. "That's why we give her lots of snuggles, huh?"
"Yeah,"Darcy hums, tilting her head up to smile at Camryn as Camryn smiles down at her and winks, her face still sickly pale, but the nausea has subsided a bit.
"You're so perfect,"Camryn whispers hugging Darcy tighter to her body, feeling her little heat filled skin press against her own skin, trying not to focus on how sick it makes her feel. "I'm so lucky to have you."
"You have some fabulous bedhead, beautiful girl,"Harry chuckles, running his fingers through Darcy's messy curls that are sitting up in every which way.
"The best bedhead, ever,"Camryn laughs quietly, looking down at Darcy as she blinks her matching big blue eyes at Camryn, their bodies rocking side to side slightly.
Camryn rests her head back against Harry's chest, trying to breathe deeply to keep the nausea at bay, but she knows it's no use. If her body wants to puke, it's going to puke and there's really no way she can control it.
"Again?"Harry whispers, pressing a little kiss to Camryn's ear that's gone red hot as he reaches to help take Darcy off of her body to allow Camryn to move as fast as she needs to.
Camryn merely nods, crawling over to the toilet as fast as she can, holding onto it with her shaking arms as she pukes into it, feeling her chest sputter as she coughs and hacks into it, making Darcy and Harry both wince sympathetically.
"Mumma?"Darcy whimpers concernedly, watching as Camryn's back trembles while she heaves into the toilet.
"Mama's okay, the baby in her tummy is just making her feel yucky,"Harry explains with Darcy sitting in his lap, scooting them closer to Camryn so that he can rub her back. "Can you give mama rubs?"
Darcy grins happily and nods, reaching her tiny palm out towards Camryn's back as she rubs it up and down, pressing a little kiss there.
"You're the best baby girl ever,"Harry grins, nuzzling a kiss to Darcy's neck as she squeals and giggles.
***
"All better mummy?"Darcy lisps as she walks into the bedroom with a plate of toast in her hands that she's very carefully holding onto, trying to balance it as Harry trails in after her with a tired grin, watching his baby girl with the proudest eyes and wondering when she ever got so big.
"Yeah, I'm feeling much better, thanks sweetheart,"Camryn giggles, watching as Darcy patters over to the side of the bed, holding the plate up towards Camryn as a piece of toast slides off of the plate and onto the carpet.
"Uh oh,"Darcy whispers with a pout as she looks down at the piece of toast.
"That's okay! Daddy can pick it up,"Harry soothes Darcy, kneeling down beside her and picking the piece of toast up, setting it back on the plate so that Darcy can serve it to Camryn.
"Are these for me?"Camryn gasps, taking the plate out of Darcy's hands that she's holding towards her.
"Yeah,"Darcy proudly grins, nodding and looking up at her mum with her big blue eyes.
"Do you think you can stomach that, bug?"Harry checks, placing his hand on Camryn's slightly clammy forehead and rubbing back the blonde hair settled there, looking down at her with the most concerned and wary eyes.
"I should be able to,"Camryn nods, tilting her head up to look up at Harry with an appreciative grin. "Thanks, baby."
"Mummy, I help,"Darcy offers, trying to climb up onto the bed, but she's not quite successful due to the height of the bed compared to her petite size.
"You need some help, teeny?"Harry laughs, cupping Darcy's little diapered bump with his hand and helping to push her onto the bed.
"Say 'thanks dada',"Camryn grins, taking her first bite of toast cautiously, trying to make sure that her stomach doesn't lose it all.
"Danks dada,"Darcy sweetly replies, crawling on the bed to move closer to Camryn, situating herself in between Camryn who's sitting up against the bed frame and Lennon who's still asleep in his bassinet.
"Lennie sweepin', mama,"Darcy lisps, leaning over his bassinet to peer at her little brother who's definitely her built in best friend. She's so fascinated by everything that he is and always wants to be playing with him or holding him.
"Yeah, he's sleeping in this morning, hmm?"Camryn grins, rubbing tiredly at her eyes as she continues to cautiously nibble at the edge of the toast as Harry lays down on his back on the bed, his neck resting on Camryn's ankles as he turns his head to look at her.
"Oh hey there,"Camryn giggles, moving her ankles a bit to bounce Harry's head up and down.
"Hey there good lookin',"Harry flirts, winking at Camryn as she shakes her head and giggles, blushing despite herself while she bows her head to try and hide the redness in her cheeks.
"Oh hey,"Camryn smirks, moving her feet again to bounce Harry's head slightly. "I didn't see you there."
"Mama, look, your tumtum,"Darcy giggles, looking at Camryn's 12 week pregnancy bump that's just slightly poking out against her shirt, the covers twisted at her waist.
"Has my tumtum grown? What do you think?"Camryn smiles, pulling her shirt up to show Darcy her little bump, watching as her little girl's eyes light up in awe and wonder.
"Stop it, I think it has,"Harry gasps, shooting up from laying down and scooting his body closer to Darcy and Camryn's so he can get a better look at Camryn's stomach. He saw it slightly when Camryn was puking, but he wasn't really focused on it. Now he gets to focus his attention on it one hundred percent and an electric shock goes through his heart at the sight of it.
"Oh yeah, I've got a little belly growing there don't I?"Camryn grins widely, rubbing her palm against the bottom part of her stomach that's gone a bit hard, looking up at Harry and Darcy who are both looking at her stomach with the most fascinated eyes as if they didn't see her baby belly with Lennon just four months ago, and that belly was a lot bigger than the one she currently has.
"Do you want to say hi to the baby?"Harry asks, looking at Darcy as he pulls her into his lap, pressing his palm against Camryn's tiny stomach as Darcy does the same with her little palm, their fingers brushing against each other. "Say 'hi baby!'"
"Hi baby,"Darcy repeats, giggling a bit as she pats her palm against Camryn's skin.
"Say, 'we can't wait to meet you!'"Harry grins, resting his chin on Darcy's shoulder and rubbing his thumb against Camryn's stomach.
"Can't wai' meet you!"Darcy babbles, brushing her messy bedhead curls back with her palm that's not pressed against Camryn's stomach.
"Say 'we love you!'"Harry beams, nuzzling a kiss to Darcy's cheek as she giggles and collapses her cheek against his face.
"We love oo!"Darcy exclaims, leaning forward to press a kiss against Camryn's bare stomach.
"Dada, you kiss too,"Darcy instructs, looking behind her shoulder at Harry and pointing her little finger towards Camryn's bump.
"Oh you want me to give the baby a kiss too?"Harry laughs, leaning forward to press a gentle peck against Camryn's stomach. "Mwah!"
"Daddy you say 'mwah',"Darcy laughs, her rosy cheeks rising into her eyes, making them into little slits as she looks at her dad.
"I did, was that silly,"Harry grins with a little chuckle, nuzzling his nose against Darcy's and squeezing his hands around her stomach.
"You two are too cute,"Camryn beams, reaching her hand out to give Darcy's little foot a squeeze as she watches Darcy and Harry continue to giggle and nuzzle their noses against each other's.
"Do you still think the baby in mummy's tummy is a girl?"Harry asks, his forehead still pressed against Darcy's as he puckers his lips to press a little kiss against hers. "I know you want a little sister, huh?"
"It a girl,"Darcy confirms with a confident nod, smiling over at Camryn who raises her eyebrows and grins at Camryn.
"What're you feeling today, mummy? What do you think the baby is?"Harry asks, rocking Darcy and his bodies side to side as Camryn hums and rubs her palm against her stomach.
"Mmmm, I still have a feeling it's a boy,"Camryn replies, raising her eyebrows up at Harry as he makes a face, his features scrunching up while he shakes his head in disagreement. "What? You still think it's a girl?"
"I know it's a girl,"Harry confidently responds, pressing a kiss to Darcy's cheek as both of their eyes shoot over to Lennon who's beginning to stir in his bassinet, little whimpers and fuses beginning to fall out of his wavering lips.
"Oh my goodness, did you finally wake up, mister?"Camryn coos, setting her plate of toast closer to Darcy to allow her to lean over and grab Lennon, wrapping her hands around his middle and lifting him out of the bassinet as he lets out his first real cry that falls out of his wobbly lips.
"Oh are we so sad this morning?"Camryn coos sympathetically with a little frown, holding her hands under Lennon's armpits as she holds him up in front of her face, his face scrunched up, red, and angry.
"We've got a grumpy buddy,"Harry laughs, looking at the back of Lennon's brown hair that's messed from his sleep, his little arms hanging by his sides with his hands in fists as Camryn continues to hold him in front of her face.
"Oh yes we do,"Camryn responds in her baby voice, pressing a few kisses to Lennon's chubby and squishy cheeks that are rumbling with sobs. "Hello, hi sleepyhead. I missed you while you were asleep, I missed my little buddy."
"Do you just want to eat?"Camryn asks with a little giggle, resting Lennon down on his back on her lap, which only makes the poor baby even more mad as he scrunches his hands into fists even tighter, his body shaking with angry cries.
"It's coming, it's coming, we gotta be patient,"Camryn smiles, reaching to pull her shirt off completely and tossing it onto the floor before she reaches for Lennon and cradles him in one arm as she reaches for her breast with her other hand to help Lennon latch on. "There we are, now we're a happy buddy."
"It took you long enough, buggy,"Harry teases, shaking his head in fake disappointment at Camryn as Lennon sniffles and snuffles, gulping down his first few swallows of milk.
"I know, I'm so mean to him, huh?"Camryn jokingly rolls her eyes, smirking down at little Lennon who's looking up at her with teary green eyes as she runs her fingertip up and down his cheek that's rapidly filling with milk.
"Hi honeybee,"Camryn whispers, peering down at Lennon as he looks up at her, massaging the pad of her thumb into Lennon's palm, "how's your breakfast treatin' ya?"
"Mummy, it yummy,"Darcy lisps through a mouthful of toast that she stole off of Camryn's plate, holding it in her two hands as her big blue eyes peer over it.
"Oh is it so yummy? I'm glad you're enjoying the toast,"Camryn laughs, shaking her head at Darcy as she wonders how she ever got lucky enough to be the mum of such a cute and cheeky little girl.
"'ere mummy, we share,"Darcy offers, scooting over to sit next to Camryn, resting her temple against Camryn's bicep as she continues to feed Lennon. Darcy holds the piece of toast up to Camryn's lips as she takes a bite, chewing it with a huge grin on her face as she watches Darcy take a bite right on top of Camryn's, chewing it with proud smile.
"You're right DD Anne, that is really yummy toast,"Camryn bubbles, leaning down to press a kiss against the top of Darcy's head, her temple still resting on Camryn's bicep as her little feet turn inwards, her big toes playing with each other.
"My name Dawcy Anne,"Darcy bubbles, looking up at Camryn with a big toothy smile, a bit of toast stuck between her teeth as her big blue eyes bat up at Camryn. "Jus' wike nana."
"That's right! You have the same name as nana! That's why your middle name is Anne,"Camryn nods encouragingly, looking down at Lennon with a little giggle as he does a particularly loud smack and gulp.
"You know who else has the middle name Anne?"Harry asks, raising his eyebrows up at Darcy as he lays his head back down on top of Camryn's ankles, watching as Darcy shakes her head, her eyebrows pinching in a bit of confusion. "Auntie Gem! Her name is Gemma Anne."
"Jus' wike Dawcy Anne!"Darcy exclaims, holding her toast above her head with both of her hands.
"That's right! Just like you,"Harry grins, holding his arms out towards Darcy as she crawls towards him on the bed, laying chest to chest with him as she continues to nibble on the toast, her head placed right under Harry's chin.
"Mama you name Camwen,"Darcy lisps over a mouthful of toast, "Camwen Anne."
"You're right, you're very clever, my name is Camryn,"Camryn giggles at Darcy's little pronunciation of her name, not quite getting the grasp on the letter "r" yet. "But my middle name isn't Anne, do you remember what it is?"
A few weeks ago Darcy became fascinated when she realized that not only do her and Lennon have a name, her mum and dad do too. It was a really weird concept to wrap her little 2 and a half year old mind around that her mum and dad weren't just named "mum" and "dad" and ever since she's been teasing Harry and Camryn by using their real names as much as possible just because it gets a reaction out of them.
"Is it Rachel?"Harry asks, looking down at Darcy as he rubs his palms against her back, listening to her giggle and shake her head against his chest.
"Nooo,"Darcy responds, grinning over at Camryn who makes a face at the name.
"Is it...Ruth?"Harry guesses, smirking at the sound of Darcy's squeals and giggles at the suggestion.
"No daddy!"Darcy shakes her head with a snicker.
"Is it...Rose?"Harry asks, pressing a kiss to the top of Darcy's head, nuzzling his nose into the baby shampoo smell of it.
"It's not Rose, but that was almost your middle name,"Camryn wiggles her eyebrows at Darcy, still massaging Lennon's palm. "Your name was almost Darcy Rose."
"Dawcy 'ose?"Darcy squeaks, making a face at Camryn as Harry and her laugh at Darcy's little voice.
"Yeah! Darcy Rose, don't you think that's pretty?"Camryn asks, raising an eyebrow at Darcy as she brings Lennon's hand up to her mouth to give it a little kiss. "Daddy and I thought that was really pretty."
"No, I Dawcy Anne,"Darcy insists, pointing to her chest that's laying against Harry's.
"That's right, you're my Darcy Anne,"Harry murmurs, tucking his lips to the top of Darcy's head as he gives her a tight squeeze until she squeaks. "Is mummy's middle name Renee?"
"No,"Darcy smirks, squinting her eyes over at Camryn who gasps dramatically and drops her jaw in fake offense that Darcy "doesn't" know her middle name.
"Silly girl, yes it is,"Harry chuckles raspily, squeezing Darcy and rocking their bodies side to side on top of Camryn's legs as Darcy squeals and giggles, burying her face into Harry's chest as he presses kisses to the top of her head, "mama's name is Camryn Renee!"
"Camwen 'Enne!"Darcy exclaims after her little giggle fit, lifting her head up from Harry's chest and looking at him with the biggest grin.
"That's right, mummy's name is Camryn Renee,"Harry beams, nuzzling his nose against Darcy's as her little hands rest on his cheeks. "Isn't that a pretty name?"
"Dada you Haddy,"Darcy lisps, tapping her finger against Harry's lips as she holds his cheek in her palm.
"My name is Harry, you're very clever,"Harry chuckles, nodding his head encouragingly, and squeezing her little hips that are laying on his stomach. "Do you remember my middle name?"
"Um nooo,"Darcy hums, glancing over at Camryn who giggles as she switches Lennon to her other breast.
"Eh-eh-ed,"Camryn sounds out to try and give Darcy a little hint, watching as Darcy's eyebrows furrow in complete lack of recognition. "Edward."
"Edawd,"Darcy fumbles, smiling proudly at Harry as he giggles, the rumble of his laugh vibrating his stomach and making Darcy bounce a bit. "Haddy Edawd."
"That's right, Harry Edward,"Harry confirms, smacking his puckered lips a few times to try and urge Darcy to give him a little kiss as she leans in and presses her lips against his. "I like being Harry, but I like being dada a lot more."
***
7:30 pm
"Are you ready to party, Miss Darcy Anne?"Harry exclaims as he walks into the living room as he skillfully holds three glasses of sparkling cider in his hands, putting them onto the coffee table in front of Camryn and Darcy who are sitting on the couch, watching the television that's playing the classic New Years Eve ball drop ceremony.
Of course Darcy's too little to stay up until midnight for the real ball drop, so Harry and Camryn found a video from last year's ball drop and put it on the television to make Darcy think that they were watching the real life program, but instead this ball will drop when the clock hits eight instead of twelve.
"I ready, dada,"Darcy happily grins, sitting up straight on the couch and swinging her legs against it, looking over at Camryn who's breastfeeding Lennon and giving her the biggest excited smile.
"Would you like some cider, my darling?"Harry asks, bowing in front of Darcy and holding the plastic wine glass in front of Darcy that's filled with sparkling cider.
"Ooo, look at you big girl! You're drinking out of a big girl cup!"Camryn bubbles, leaning back against the arm of the couch with her knees pulled up to her chest, resting against Lennon's back as he continues to curl into her, sucking ravenously at her breast.
"And cider for you, madame,"Harry offers, bowing in front of Camryn and putting on a French accent as he holds the plastic glass out for her.
"Ooo merci, monsieur,"Camryn hums, taking the cup out of Harry's hand with her hand that's not cradling Lennon to her chest, "tu as l'air très beau ce soir."
You look beautiful tonight.
Harry looks at Camryn with a puzzled expression for a second, running through the words in his mind a few times before he realizes that it's no use. "Okay, we get it you we smarter in French class than I was."
"Non non,"Camryn shakes her head, sipping at her glass of cider, "j'ai juste étudié plus que vous."
No no, I just studied more than you.
"Darcy, tell mummy to stop speaking French even though it's really hot,"Harry chuckles, reaching for his own glass of cider as he sits in between Camryn and Darcy, resting his arm around the back of the couch cushion that Darcy's sitting against.
"Mummy, no no, pease,"Darcy responds, leaning forward a bit so that she can see Camryn over Harry as she wiggles her pointer finger at her.
"Okay,"Camryn giggles, nodding her head and puckering her lips in the air towards Harry. "Je t'aime."
I love you.
"Mmm, I know what that means,"Harry grins, leaning over Camryn's curled up body and pressing his cider covered lips against hers, making sure to not squish Lennon too bad in between them. "Je t'aime plus."
I love you more.
"It spicy,"Darcy coughs, pulling the glass away from her lips as she looks at it as if it betrayed her, her brows pinched together. Her mum and dad told her that it tasted like juice, but that's not what juice in her mind.
"It is a bit spicy, it's like spicy juice,"Camryn giggles at Darcy's innocent and adorable reaction, watching as she smacks her pink lips together and frowns at the glass, "do you not like it?"
"It okay,"Darcy decides with a little unsure pout, handing the glass to Harry to signal that she's done with it.
"DD, do you want to have a dance with me?"Harry asks, standing up from the couch and holding out his hands towards Darcy. "Will you dance with me?"
"Yeah,"Darcy grins widely, holding her arms out for Harry as he picks her up under her armpits, settling her on his hip as he reaches out to hold her tiny palm with his bigger one, holding it in the slow dancing position.
"Mummy, will you play a song for us?"Harry requests as Camryn nods and reaches into her back pocket, pulling out her phone and turning on a song that she knows will reduce Harry to tears. It's one that he's sang to Darcy ever since she was a newborn baby, the first time she ever heard him sing it was a late night when she walked into him holding newborn Darcy against his chest and dancing around in the muted kitchen with sleepy eyes, his voice raspily singing it to his greatest love attached to his chest.
"Butterfly Fly Away" by Miley Cyrus.
"You little pill,"Harry chuckles as soon as the first few chords ring through the air, recognition crossing his face as he looks over at Camryn and playfully rolls his eyes as she giggles and rests the side of her head against the couch, watching Harry and Darcy with the most loving eyes.
He begins to slowly dance them around in a little circle, pressing kisses to Darcy's temple before he rests his face there, humming along to the song quietly as Darcy grins silently, looking at her dad out of the corner of her eye, not daring to move her head since his is resting against hers, and she wants to make sure he stays this close to her.
So they continue to dance like that, Darcy in her little unicorn feety pajamas and Harry in his sweats. A two year old girl that crawled her way into Harry's heart the minute he found out she was growing in Camryn's stomach, and in return he crawled his way into hers.
Inseparable. The same person, just reincarnated. His missing piece that showed him who he really was from the second she was placed against his chest as a tiny five pound baby.
"I love you,"Harry whispers, nuzzling his nose against Darcy's cheek as she continues to rest her head against Harry's, turning her head so that her forehead is pressed against his, puckering her lips to request a little kiss from Harry that he happily obliges to before her head finds a home on his shoulder, nuzzling her face into his neck.
And he continues to dance around in a little circle, swaying their bodies as his thumb rubs against her knuckles, resting his cheek against her head and continuing to hum the lyrics as Camryn continues to watch them from the couch with teary eyes that she'll surely blame on her pregnancy hormones.
The song ends and Harry presses one more kiss to Darcy's head just as the countdown begins for one minute until the "new year".
"Look, DD, there's only a minute before it's a new year!"Harry coos, pressing his cheek against Darcy's as he points towards the television, her attention turning to it as she keeps her arms looped around Harry's neck, watching the giant ball on the screen while Camryn stands on Harry's other side, his arm around her shoulder.
"Are you ready for your first New Years, buddy?"Harry coos, looking down at Lennon who's in blissed out milk land, the in-between land he goes to whenever he nurses but doesn't immediately fall asleep, his eyes a bit glazed over as Camryn holds him to her chest, pressing kisses down to the top of his head, his brown hair beginning to get long enough curl a bit.
"Say, 'yes I am, daddy, 2014 is my year!'"Camryn coos with a giggle, swaying her hips gently side to side as the timer continues to count down.
"DD, look! Ten more seconds!"Harry beams, squeezing her tighter as they watch the numbers tick down. "Ten...nine...eight...seven..six...five...four...three...two...one!"
"HAPPY NEW YEAR!"Camryn and Harry exclaim at the same time, each holding their arm up that isn't holding one of the kids as the clock hits eight, the ball dropping down.
"DD, look, do you see the ball?"Camryn beams, pointing towards the television as she watches Darcy's mouth gape open in awe slightly.
"Can I have a New Year's kiss, bug?"Harry requests, wrapping his free arm against Camryn's waist as he leans down to press a kiss to Camryn's lips, pulling away and watching as Camryn holds Lennon under his armpits, holding him up face to face with her and pressing a kiss to his little slobbery lips.
"Happy New Years, sweetie!"Camryn coos, pressing another kiss to Lennon's lips before, holding Lennon up towards Harry.
"Happy New Years, bud,"Harry grins, leaning in to press a little kiss to Lennon's lips as he gurgles.
"And Happy New Years to you too, Darcy Anne,"Harry hums, holding Darcy under her armpits in the same way Camryn was holding Lennon, holding her in front of his face as he presses a kiss to her lips. "Mwah!"
He holds her towards Camryn as she presses a kiss to Darcy's lips. "Happy New Years, cute girl! You make every year the best."
***
9:00 pm
"Oh hey, I didn't see you there,"Camryn giggles as Harry walks up behind her immediately as she walks out of the bathroom from getting ready, his arms wrapping around her waist as he nuzzles a few soft kisses to her neck.
"Oh I definitely saw you,"Harry chuckles, nipping gently at her neck as she places her hands on his that are interlaced around her little stomach that's covered in her oversized outfit, purposely covering it with clothes to prevent the paparazzi from spreading the news before they get the chance to. "Holy sh*t, bug."
Camryn giggles sheepishly, dipping her chin to her chest as her cheeks blush bright rosy red, feeling a warmth through her body. "Oh stop it."
"I will not,"Harry shakes his head, dropping his jaw in mock offense as he takes Camryn's hand in his, spinning her outwards so that he can get a good look at her, taking in everything about her, "look at you!"
"It's quite the surprise to not see me in sweats and a nursing bra, huh?"Camryn laughs, spinning under Harry's arm as he guides her to before falling back against his chest, resting her cheek there as his strong arms wrap around her.
"You look so beautiful,"Harry whispers, rocking their bodies side to side as he nuzzles his face into the top of Camryn's straight blonde hair that reaches her waist.
"Thank you,"Camryn whispers with a big smile, pulling slightly away from Harry, enough to press a little peck to his lips before she reaches up to fix the grey beanie situated on his head. "You look so handsome. I love this beanie."
"You better like it since you're the one who bought it for me,"Harry laughs, winking at Camryn as he continues to hold his arms around her waist.
"Well I suppose that's true,"Camryn giggles, biting down on her bottom lip as she looks into Harry's green eyes, both of them widely smirking at each other. "I knew you'd look sexy in it."
"Sexy enough to make a fourth baby?"Harry questions with a joking smirk, raising his eyebrow up at Camryn as she giggles and shakes her head, patting her palm against his chest.
"Hmm, let's get this third one out of me first before we talk about a fourth,"Camryn rolls her eyes, shaking her head as she listens to Harry's chuckle. "Also we should probably turn twenty before we talk about having a fourth."
"Only a month until I turn twenty,"Harry points out, wiggling his eyebrows down at Camryn as he turns his head to take a quick glance at the bed to make sure that Darcy and Lennon are still passed out on it, which they both are luckily. Darcy is laying on Harry's side of the bed, sprawled out on her stomach and taking up as much room as her little body possibly can with her arms spread out wide and her cheek turned to the side, her mouth wide open and a bit of drool dripping from the corner.
Lennon is fast asleep in his bassinet on his back, swaddled up tightly with the remnants of milk on his lips from his latest feed, his big cheeks resting on top of his cheeks with his full lips slightly parted.
Camryn groans jokingly and clenches her teeth, "you're getting old, babe."
"I know, my back's proving it,"Harry jokes as if he hasn't always had a terrible back. It's the one pregnancy symptom that he can truly sympathize with Camryn about because he knows how horrible it is to have a chronically aching back. "Are you ready to go?"
"Yeah, I'm ready,"Camryn nods, walking over to the bed and picking up her black winter coat off of the bed as she steals one last glance at both Lennon and Darcy who are thankfully still peacefully sleeping. "You sure they'll be okay?"
"I think they'll survive,"Harry laughs, walking behind Camryn and wrapping his arms around her waist, resting his chin down on her shoulder as her hand raises to cup his cheek. He begins to mentally prepare himself for all of the reassurances he's going to have to do with Camryn for the next half hour at least to assure her that the kids will be absolutely fine with Anne and Robin for a few hours.
"Lennon's so little though..."Camryn whimpers, looking over at her little baby boy, who's really more of a best friend than he is a son, both of her kids are. They're her little best friends who she devotes every single second of her life to. "I shouldn't leave him..."
"It's good for us to get out a bit, buggy,"Harry assures Camryn, squeezing his arms tighter around her waist as he nuzzles another kiss to her neck, "we haven't had a date since before Lennon was born."
"I know, and I'm excited it just makes me nervous to leave them,"Camryn sighs, resting her head back against the front of Harry's shoulder, refusing to take her eyes off of her two peacefully sleeping babies. "I don't like not being with them."
"Bug, we'll be gone for like four hours,"Harry tries not to chuckle too much, looking at Camryn with the most loving eyes, completely enamored with how much she loves the kids and how dedicated she is to them, "and then you can come home and give them all the snuggles you want."
"Okay,"Camryn agrees, looking over at Harry as he gives her a reassuring smile to counteract her uncertain and faltering one, "I'm gonna give them a few more kisses before we leave."
"Okay, go do that,"Harry allows with a big grin and a nod of his head, unwrapping his arms from Camryn as she crosses over to the other side of the bed, leaning down over Darcy and putting her hand on Darcy's back.
"I love you, sweet girl,"Camryn murmurs, dropping her lips to the back of Darcy's head and pressing a soft kiss there. "You stay asleep for nana and papa, okay? Mummy will be right back."
"Bye bye sweet boy,"Camryn coos, going on the other side of the bed and kneeling on top of it as she switches places with Harry who was kissing Lennon goodbye while she kissed Darcy goodbye. "I really need you to stay asleep because you'll be a terror for nana and papa if you wake up and realize I'm not here."
"Yeah, bud, you stay asleep,"Harry chuckles, pulling away from kissing Darcy and watching as Camryn trickles her fingers against Lennon's forehead, leaning in to press a gentle kiss to his lips. "Let nana and papa enjoy their New Years."
"Okay, we gotta leave before I just lay down and cuddle with them,"Camryn grins, reaching out for Harry's hand as he drags her away from the bed and towards the door, her head remaining behind her shoulder to watch the kids the entire time they walk out of the room.
"Don't look, it will be easier if you don't look,"Harry teases, pulling Camryn out the door and closing it behind them as they walk towards the living room of the hotel when Robin and Anne are sitting on the couch, cuddled up together with a movie already playing on the television.
"Are you two heading out?"Anne asks, standing up from the couch and walking towards Camryn and Harry who's hands are still interlocked.
"I think we are,"Camryn grins, giving Anne a little hug. "Are you sure you're still okay with watching them?"
"I'm more than sure, I'm excited,"Anne bubbles, pressing a kiss to Camryn's cheek before pulling away and looking at Camryn. "And you look stunning, my love. Look at you!"
"Thanks mum, you can't tell I have a bump? We'll be safe from paparazzi?"Camryn checks, holding onto Anne's hands as she continues to marvel at Camryn.
"Oh no, you can't tell you have a bump at all, I promise!"Anne assures Camryn with a little giggle and a shake of the head.
"They shouldn't wake up, but if they do Darcy has her pacifier that will help her get back to sleep, and if you just hold her until she falls asleep, she'll be totally fine,"Camryn instructs, taking Harry's hand as Anne and Robin both intently listen.
"And hopefully you don't have to deal with Lennon waking up because he'll give you a run for your money once he realizes Cam isn't here,"Harry laughs, widening his eyes at his parents who laugh and shake their heads, "but if you just walk around with him and sing to him he should be okay."
"They'll be fine, you two don't worry, okay, especially you,"Camryn narrows her eyes at Camryn with a big grin, winking at her daughter. "Just have fun, you more than deserve it."
*
"Are you ready to add a tattoo to this arm, mister?"Camryn asks, holding onto Harry's hand and squeezing his bicep where his new tattoo will be placed, pressing a kiss to his bicep before resting his temple there as they approach the tattoo shop, their bellies full from their dinner they just came from which is making Camryn's little bump a bit more prominent.
"I am so ready,"Harry smirks, holding the tattoo shop door open for Camryn as he follows in after her, immediately greeted by a tattoo artist.
"Hi, I'm Xavier,"the tattoo artist greets, big gauges in his ears and sleeves of tattoos on both of his arms. "Welcome in! Are we getting a tattoo today?"
"Yeah, I am,"Harry nods, walking up to the front desk with a smile and Camryn still hanging onto his arm. "I'm going to get my son's name on my bicep if that'd be okay?"
"For sure,"Xavier nods with a smile, pushing the binder of tattoo ideas and fonts towards Harry. "Any ideas for what you want? And could you show me where on your bicep you're thinking?"
"Yeah, so I have a few on my arm already,"Harry explains, letting go of Camryn's hand and shrugging off his coat to reveal his black short sleeved shirt.
He decided when he got his first tattoo that one arm would be dedicated to random tattoos that he just liked the style of or wanted, while the other arm would be dedicated to familial tattoos for Camryn and his kids.
"So I already have my wife's name right here,"Harry explains, tapping on his forearm and showing Xavier the cursive placing of Camryn. "And this is my daughter's name" he points to the cursive name of Darcy that's a few spots lower than Camryn's name. "I like patchwork tattoos, so that's kind of what I'm going for."
"Perfect, those flowers are really well done,"Xavier compliments, looking at the flowers that separate the name of Camryn and Darcy.
"Thanks, they're the birth flowers for my wife and daughter,"Harry explains, pointing to each flower, "this is a daffodil for March and this is a daisy for April."
"Those are sick,"Xavier nods, crossing his arms over his chest, "do you want to do your son's birth month flower as well?"
"No, not today, I get my friend Zayn to draw the flowers for me, and I haven't asked him to draw them yet, so I'll wait on that one,"Harry responds, looking up at Xavier as her slides a pen and piece of paper across the counter.
"Okay, no problem, can you just spell out your son's name on here and then I can take you back and we can get started,"Xavier responds, watching as Harry takes the pen and writes Lennon across the paper. "Awesome, you two can just follow me and we can get all set up."
He guides Harry and Camryn to the back of the store, instructing Harry to sit on top of one of the tables as he pulls up a stool for Camryn to sit on.
"Are you getting one too?"Xavier asks Camryn, sitting down on the stool and handing Harry a book of fonts that he can choose from.
"No, I wish I was, but I'm pregnant so I'll have to wait a few months,"Camryn laughs, shaking her head and peeking over at the book that Harry's flipping through that's placed on his lap. "I get tattoos of our kids' names too, but I'll have to wait."
"Oh congrats,"Xavier grins, beginning to go through the procedures of cleaning his needles as Harry asks Camryn if she likes a font or not.
"I like this one more,"Camryn responds, pointing to a font at the bottom of the page. "That will fit better with the font my names in and the font Darcy's is in."
"She's right, that will fit really well with the other two fonts,"Xavier agrees, nodding his head as he sets the needle down on the table and takes the book away from Harry. "I'll just have you lay down and on your stomach and then we can get started.
Harry exhales deeply and widens his eyes at Camryn who giggles, pulling her stool closer to the table and holding on tightly to his hand that Xavier isn't tattooing, while he scoots to the opposite side of Harry.
"Don't pass out on me, okay?"Camryn teases, dropping her head closer to Harry's as she puts her hand that's not interlocked with his into his curls, combing her fingers through them soothingly.
"I'll try not to,"Harry grins, closing his eyes as he hears Xavier turn on the tattoo gun.
Camryn grins as she watches Harry's face pinch up as he sucks in a tight breath while she continues to comb her fingers through his brown curls, pressing a kiss to the skin between his eyebrows that's pinched.
"You okay, dude?"Xavier checks, not taking his eyes off of his ink work as Harry quietly nods against the table.
"All good,"Harry responds with a tight nod, pinching his eyes open to look at Camryn who's smiling down at him.
*
"Are you ready to have a look?"Xavier asks an hour later, turning off his tattoo gun as Harry blows out a relieved breath, all of the tension escaping his pinched up features.
"Yeah,"Harry sighs, opening his eyes as the room spins a bit before closing them, squeezing Camryn's hand tighter as she presses a kiss to his cheek.
"You feeling okay? Do you need me to get you some water?"Camryn checks, rubbing her thumb gently against Harry's forehead as he continues to breathe deeply, shaking his head.
"I'm all good...just feeling a bit woozy,"Harry responds, coughing to clear his throat as he feels Camryn shroud her body over his more, her face mere centimeters from his as he opens his eyes slightly to look at her.
"I bet, dude, we didn't take any breaks,"Xavier chuckles, walking over to the water machine and filling up a Styrofoam cup for Harry. "Let's get you sat up and then you can drink some of this."
Camryn stands up from the stool and holds onto both of Harry's hands to help him slowly sit up on the table, his eyes pinching closed as the room spins a bit and his face paling as he sits on the edge of the table with his legs hanging off of it.
"I've got you,"Camryn whispers, holding onto Harry's forearms cautiously as she studies him with concerned eyes, taking the cup from Xavier to hold it up towards Harry's lips. "Here, drink this, baby."
"Thanks,"Harry murmurs taking the cup in his hand and taking a few sips that make him feel better almost immediately. "Alright, I'm good, sorry guys."
"All good dude,"Xavier assures Harry, motioning for Harry and Camryn to follow him as he walks towards a mirror. "You can check it out over here."
Harry jumps off of the table and holds Camryn's hand as they walk towards the mirror, turning sideways so that he can look take his first look at the tattoo.
"Oh mate that looks so sick,"Harry marvels, shaking his head in amazement at the tattoo across his bicep of his son's name. "You did such a good job with that."
"That looks so good,"Camryn bubbles, looking at the tattoo with a huge smile, "Lennie's gonna love it."
*
"Is that Darcy?"Anne asks, sitting up on the couch from where she was resting against Robin's chest, her face falling with concern as they both go quiet to try and listen down the hall for any sign of desperate cries from either of the grandkids.
"Yeah, that's Darcy,"Robin confirms, jumping up from the couch as Anne does as well, listening to another round of sobs join in with Darcy's. "And Lennon. She probably woke up because of the fireworks."
"Oh hello, hi you two,"Anne coos as she opens up the door, finding Darcy and Lennon both awake on Harry and Camryn's bed, absolutely wailing out in hopes that their mum and dad will find them.
"Mama,"Darcy sobs, sitting up in the bed and looking at Anne with a scrunched up red face and tears rolling down her eyes. She loves her nana and papa, but all she wants right now is her mumma.
It doesn't help that Harry and Camryn didn't tell Darcy that they were leaving because they knew she'd be asleep and they didn't expect her to wake up, so they thought it would do more harm than good to tell her that they were going to be gone since Darcy is so attached to them, especially Camryn when it comes to going to bed.
"Hi honey, it's nana,"Anne coos lovingly, walking to the side of the bed to hold her arms out for Darcy as Darcy holds her trembling arms up towards Anne, still crying out as loud as she can as her lips wobble and desperate tears roll down her cheeks. "It's okay, my love, you're okay."
"MAMA!"Darcy screams, not settling down in Anne's arms and refusing to rest her head against Anne's shoulder no matter how many times Anne tries to get her to. "MAMA!"
"Mama will be right back, sweetheart, she just went out for a second with your daddy,"Anne soothingly explains, swaying her hips as she presses a few gentle kisses to Darcy's salty and teary cheeks before Darcy turns away with another scream. "Papa and I are here, we can snuggle you, would that be okay?"
"I wan' mama!"Darcy insists, coughing loudly in response of her sobs, her arms linking around Anne's neck tighter. "I wan' mama!"
"I know you do, I know,"Anne whispers, finally successfully getting Darcy's head down against her shoulder as she feels her little chest sputter against her own, breaking her heart more and more by the second. "I promise mama will be home so soon, she just went to go eat with your daddy."
"How's he doing?"Anne asks, looking across the bed at Robin who's holding a wailing Lennon to his chest, one hand supporting his butt and the other supporting the back of his head as he sways his hips and presses kisses to the top of his head that's dusted with brown hair.
"Good, I think DD just woke him up with her cries,"Robin explains, keeping his lips tucked down against the top of Lennon's head as he continues to quietly hush him, patting his bum soothingly.
"You know what your mama left for you?"Anne coos, combing her hand down Darcy's long curly locks and pressing a kiss to the back of her head as Darcy continues to miserably snuffle and whimper against her nana's shoulder. "She showed me where your binky is! Do you want to go get it?"
She doesn't get a verbal response from Darcy, but she does get a sniffled head nod as she continues to whimper against her chest. Anne walks out of the room with Robin following close behind her with Lennon who's still giving out the saddest baby cries ever heard.
"Look what nana has,"Anne whispers, reaching for Darcy's pink pacifier that's sitting on the counter in the hotel room, holding it up to Darcy's face. "How about that? Do you want that?"
Darcy sniffles and reaches her hand out for the pacifier, immediately plopping it into her mouth and beginning to suck on it as she settles against Anne's body finally, unstiffening herself as her cheek rests against the hollow of Anne's neck.
"There's my sweet girl,"Anne murmurs, placing her chin on top of Darcy's head and rubbing her hand up and down Darcy's back. "You're such a sweetheart."
"I know, I'm not your mumma, huh?"Robin coos down at Lennon who's still desperately crying out, his little hands clenched in fists as his whole body turns red and angry. "I know. Your mumma is your best friend, huh?"
"Do you want to switch, honey?"Anne offers, raising an eyebrow at Robin who seems unsure of how to soothe Lennon's desperate wails that are edging on hysteria. He's a little boy who knows what he wants and when he wants it, and as always, he wants nothing more than his mumma.
"Yeah, I might do better with my little poppet,"Robin agrees, walking closer to Anne so that they can do their trade.
"Sweetheart, papa's going to hold you while I take care of Lennie, okay?"Anne informs Darcy before she sets her down on the couch, which Darcy does not approve of at all, immediately whimpering and reaching towards her grandparents as her eyes begin to water again.
Robin passes off Lennon to Anne who immediately cradles him in her arms and walks into the kitchen to try and soothe him, turning on the faucet water that is so soothing for babies, a trick she learned when she was a young mum with colicy babies.
"C'mere sweetheart,"Robin coos, holding his hands out for Darcy and picking her up, attaching her to his chest before he climbs onto the couch, settling her on top of him and pressing a kiss down to her head.
"I know you're not too happy, and I'm sorry about that,"Robin whispers, resting his head back against the pillow as Darcy nuzzles her cheek deeper against her papa's chest, focusing on his familiar and comforting scent as her little hand rests against his chest. "But it's all okay. Do you want to talk to me? We can have one of our little talks, just like when you and your mama and I go out for tea."
"Pincess,"Darcy lisps with a shaky voice and a big sniffle around her pacifier, looking straight ahead at the wall as Robin's chest rumbles against Darcy's body with a laugh in response to her little babble.
"Yeah, you dress up like a princess when we go on our tea dates, huh?"Robin grins, continuing to rub his palm up and down Darcy's back. "And you make your mama dress up like a princess when we go on our tea dates most of the time too, huh?"
"I wan' mama, papa,"Darcy whimpers, knuckling at her eyes with her hand.
"I know, you love your mumma, huh?"Robin whispers with a proud smile. There's nothing he's loved more than watching his daughter, his pride and joy, become a mum. She's the best mum he's ever seen, and it shows by how much her kids obviously love her. "I love your mumma too. She's amazing. You're so lucky."
"You're such a special little girl,"Robin murmurs, reaching down to hold Darcy's little hand that's pressed against his chest and rubbing his thumb against her knuckles. "And I'm so glad you get to be a big sister again. You're the best big sister."
"Wennie,"Darcy sniffles tiredly, rubbing at her eye again as she breaks free of Robin's hand, only to return it to his right after she's done with her eye.
"Yeah, you're a great big sister to Lennie,"Robin grins, pressing a few more kisses to the top of Darcy's head. "Lennie is so lucky. And the baby in your mummy's tummy will be so lucky too."
"Oh I know, I know,"Anne coos, pacing around the hotel kitchen in circles as she holds onto both of Lennon's little hands, trying to keep him warm and soothe him as she cradles him tightly to her chest. "I know you want your mumma. Your mumm and you are best friends, huh? You're her little buddy."
Anne continues to walk closer to the faucet, hoping that the sound will help calm Lennon's little heart as he continues to wail up at Anne with a scrunched up face.
"Those are some chubby cheeks that are just so beautiful,"Anne whispers, continuing to look down at Lennon as she spots a blue little pacifier on the counter that she didn't realize was there when she got Darcy's. "Oh do you have a binky too? Let's get you your binky."
She puts the little pacifier in between Lennon's lips that are wide open in a wobbly cry as she swirls it around in his mouth a bit to try and get him to realize that it's in his mouth, and when he finally does, he chomps down on it and begins sucking.
"Oh yay, is that so much better?"Anne coos, holding the pacifier in Lennon's mouth as his tiny hands rest on Anne's that's holding the pacifier. "Is that what you wanted? Now we're happy."
She continues to pace around in the muted light of the kitchen, holding the pacifier in Lennon's mouth as he begins to relax in her arms, his eyes half lidded as he still tries to fight sleep, thinking that maybe if he stays up long enough he'll get to see his mumma.
A nostalgia washes over her as she looks down at the chubby baby in her arms who looks exactly like her baby boy. It was obvious to everyone when Darcy was born that she physically favored Harry heavily. Her nose, head shape, hair, and face in general was all Harry. The only "Cam" thing about her was her big blue eyes and lips. Even her little personality is so much like her daddy. But Lennon? Lennon is completely Harry which earns the joke that Camryn often tells Harry and the family that Harry just reproduced with himself. Lennon is literally Harry to a T, not one thing about him looks like Camryn, but she knows Camryn doesn't mind. She loves having a little Harry, and Anne does to.
Holding little Lennon in her arms and peering down at him as she patters around in the kitchen takes her right back to the days 19, almost 20, years ago where she'd do the same thing with her own baby boy, but now she's doing it with his baby boy. Sure, Lennon's cheeks are a lot fuller and rosier, so is the rest of his body, but he's Harry. It's undeniable.
"You are your daddy to a T aren't you?"Anne whispers, watching as Lennon's eyelids fall even more, half of his green irises showing. "You're so handsome."
"You may be your daddy to a T, but you're the biggest mumma's boy ever, huh?"Anne grins lovingly, leaning down to press a kiss to Lennon's warm forehead as he lets out a little sound in complete contentness. "I know she loves that. Your mumma loves you so much."
She waits a few more minutes to make sure Lennon is completely asleep before she walks over to the faucet and turns it off, walking into the living room to find Darcy asleep with her pacifier in her mouth, her little hand still held in Robin's as he rests his cheek on the top of her head.
"You got her to sleep?"Anne whispers with a proud grin, watching as Robin's eyes flutter open, his mouth in a grin as he looks at his wife.
"I did, we just talked about poppet until she got to sleep,"Robin explains, rubbing his palm that's not holding her tiny one up and down her back.
"Let's not let your mumma know that you two woke up, okay?"Anne whispers, looking down at the peaceful little baby boy in her arms before looking over at a just as peaceful Darcy. "Because she'd never forgive us if she knew that you did and we didn't tell her because she would've run right home to be with you."
*
"Times Square for New Years,"Camryn hums, holding on tightly to Harry's hand that's wrapped around her shoulder, huddling in close to his side to try and combat the bitter cold of New York, "we used to always dream about going to New York for New Years when we were kids."
"Oh yeah, when we were kids,"Harry sarcastically professes, leaning his cheek against Camryn's head. "That was like four years ago, right? So long..."
"Oh shut it,"Camryn giggles nuzzling her cheek closer to Harry's coat, "do you remember when we were fifteen and stole your parents alcohol on New Years and got sh*tfaced?"
"You mean when we got sh*tfaced enough to have sex on my parents living room couch and be caught by my mum?"Harry cringes with a whimper, squeezing his eyes shut to try and forget that night. He's spent the past four years of his life actively trying to wipe that memory from his brain. It's not exactly something you'd want to think about every so often...or ever. "Yeah, that's kinda hard to forget, bug."
"It's a miracle she ever let me come over again,"Camryn laughs, shaking her head and tilting her head up to look at all of the lit up billboards on the buildings around them.
"That was probably our worst New Years,"Harry reminisces, thinking back to all of the six previous New Years that he's spent with Camryn. "It was fun though."
"You know what I realized?"Camryn asks, looking up at Harry with a smirk, "the last time I was drunk was my eighteenth birthday party with you and the boys."
"Well that was like the last time you weren't pregnant,"Harry jokes with a little laugh, pressing a kiss to the top of Camryn's head. "We can get sh*tfaced after this baby is born in celebration if you want."
"Nah,"Camryn decides as she shakes her head, "I really don't like drinking, I don't like how it feels to be drunk. Although drunk sex with you is pretty amazing..."
"Mmmm yeah, I'd have to agree with that,"Harry laughs, pressing a kiss down to Camryn's lips. "This is definitely the most exciting New Years we've had in a while."
"What do you mean? You haven't enjoyed spending your last two New Years with babies?"Camryn jokes, winking up at Harry. "I'm pretty sure we had a sick Darcy last Christmas Eve. And a tiny baby Darcy with the New Years before that when you spilled apple cider on her head when we were holding her."
"That was bad,"Harry laughs, shaking his head and continuing to walk down Times Square, "she woke up so angry at me, and her hair was so sticky after that. And the year before that I had a very grouchy and pregnant Camryn that I got to spend New Years with."
"In my defense we had just had a terrible doctors appointment that told us that Darcy was too tiny and would be sickly when she was born, and I was very stressed about choosing between a hospital birth or a home birth,"Camryn fights back as she playfully slaps Harry's chest. "So yes, I wasn't too happy that New Years."
"Okay, I guess that's true,"Harry grins, pressing a kiss down to Camryn's lips as he murmurs against them, "but she wasn't sick, she was perfect. You did such a good job growing her."
"That's a lot of people,"Camryn laughs, looking towards the group of people huddled in Times Square that they're quickly approaching. "Gotta have my fighting hands ready so no one bumps into my belly."
"I should've made you wear bubble wrap,"Harry grumbles with a snicker, hugging Camryn tighter to his body to try and protect her as they venture into the crowd of people. "Stay close to me...I've got you."
They make it a few feet deep in as Harry turns to Camryn, wrapping his arms around her upper shoulders and squeezing her tightly to his chest to make sure she's safe as she wraps her arms around his middle. "You okay? I've got you, you feel okay?"
"Yeah, I'm all good,"Camryn assures Harry, pulling away from him slightly with her arms still around his waist, tilting her chin up to press a kiss to his lips.
"Mmm, we're not waiting a few minutes until midnight?"Harry smirks, his lips still brushing against Camryn's as he speaks.
"I'm sorry, I couldn't resist, you just look so cute in your beanie,"Camryn grins, reaching up to pull Harry's grey beanie further down on his head to secure it.
"Other than the baby being born, what are you most excited for this year? 2014, how big of a year is it going to be?"Harry smirks, widening his eyes at Camryn as he hovers his forehead just centimeters away from his, his arms around her waist as she interlocks her mittened hands and rests them against Harry's chest.
"Hmmmm, probably to watch Lennon and Darcy interact with the baby,"Camryn decides, smiling up at Harry, "I love watching D and Lennie play together, so adding another one to the mix will be so fun. What about you? What're you most excited for?"
"Hmmm, I'm excited that I get another year of loving on you,"Harry flirts, watching as Camryn's cheeks blush, and not because of the cold weather this time. "And I'm excited to watch you become a mum again, I love seeing you with newborns."
"Are you excited to get rid of your motorcycle that I hate so much?"Camryn questions, tilting her head to the side and raising an eyebrow up at him. Harry bought the motorcycle, much to Camryn's disapproval, when Darcy was a year old and Camryn has never warmed up to the idea of him on it. To her it's just a death trap and it scares the living daylights out of her whenever he rides it, especially with the kids in mind.
"Mmm, I don't know if that's in my New Year's plans,"Harry laughs, pressing a kiss down to Camryn's lips that are pulled tightly in a frown. "But I'll think about it, bug."
"It's a good thing the countdown is saving you,"Camryn begins as the people around them begin yelling out the countdown from ten, "because I kinda want to stay on this topic of how much I hate the bike..."
"Oh do you?"Harry laughs, pressing his face against Camryn's, their nose and their foreheads pressed together, but their lips have yet to meet.
"I really do, I think you'd be much better suited for a regular bike, especially since Darcy is about old enough to learn how to ride a bi—"
Harry cuts Camryn off with a kiss as the clock strikes one, her hands going to his collar to pull him in closer as his lips ask for more, sucking against Camryn's soft ones, both of them completely captured in one another.
"Happy New Year, buggy,"Harry whispers breathlessly, finally pulling away from their kiss and keeping his forehead against hers. "I'm glad I get to do all of these years with you."
"Happy New Years, baby,"Camryn whispers against Harry's lips before pressing hers more firmly into his, pulling him tighter against her.
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HAPPY 2022 EVERYONE!!! I hope this year turns out to be amazing for every single one of you!!
Nothing like recreating the classic Halyor NYE kiss but with our Cami instead😂
also...sooooo HS3...when do we think it's coming out because I need it rn
Darcy's new chapter will be out in a few days and then...there will be a chapter that will make a lot of you very happy ;)
I hope you all have an amazing week and I will see you in a few days ;)
Your love on Calum's chapter meant the world! I love you all so so so much!
Thank you for all the support you give me, it doesn't go unnoticed at all <3333
I LOVE YOU ALL SO MUCH!!
MWAH
-Mel 💛
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FOR CAMRYN AND HARRY'S INSTAGRAM POSTS THAT GOES ALONG WITH THIS CHAPTER HEAD OVER TO MY OTHER STORY "Family Forever Instagram" AND READ "December 31 2013 (Goes with New Years with the Styles)".
For more of the Styles kids in their future lives (including Styles grandkids), check out their spin off books! There's a chapter in this book titled "Masterlist (how to read the kid's novellas) that will give you a list of the order you should read the chapters in!
If you guys have any requests for chapters you'd like to see PLEASE message me! I'd love to write whatever you guys want!
Also, I have a lot of requests right now from people so I'm sorry if I don't get to yours right away, I promise I haven't forgotten about you! I will get to all of them! 💕