[ Real Life ]
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Outfits:
The Princess:
Harry:
Evangeline:
Tommy:
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"You look great." Your brother, Will, said as he kissed your cheek once he came through the door after Kate and the kids.
"You think we're not going to talk because you complimented me?" You raised an eyebrow.
He almost cringed, knowing better than to tick you off. "Talk about what exactly?"
"You know exactly. The rumours, Will. If they are rumours or not." You made it clear, looking up at him and watching as he sighed. "It's the kids' birthday so don't expect me to hear anything from you or even for me to talk. But we will, yeah?"
"Yeah." He nodded, giving you a side smile and a pat on the shoulder.
"Get in, everyone's inside." You tipped your head to the side.
Your eyes fell on the table in the corner, gifts stacked on it and under, your kids absolutely spoiled by everyone, Harry included.
You walked back to the back, seeing your friends and family around your kids as Tommy talked. "Daddy and Mummy call Tommy, Oven."
"Beethoven, love." Harry corrected him with a laugh as he sat upright on the lounge chair, Har beside him, petting Harvey.
"Oven!"
"Mummy!" Eva beamed as soon as she saw you, squealing as she ran to you with her arms open.
You laughed as she hugged your legs, resting her chin on your leg and looking up at you. "I was gone for 5 minutes, crazy."
You held her hand as you walked towards everyone else, ruffling Bear's hair on your way before plopping beside Harry with Eva between your legs, Tommy instantly running to stand between you and Harry.
"Hey." Harry's lips were pressed against your temple in a short kiss, his arm moving behind you to hold your waist as he looked at you.
"Hey, you." You smiled, eyes dropping on your husband, involuntarily sneaking a glance at his lips.
"Have I told you that you look very beautiful today?" His tone was quite as you spoke among yourselves while the others were engaged in different conversations.
"Maybe once or twice. Can't remember." You joked, turning your head to look at Tommy who tapped on your knee, pointing at Freddie as he played with Diego. "Go play with them if you want, baby."
Harry's eyes were set on you. You were glowing. Skin almost shinning, eyes holding that happy glow that he admired so much, hair left down in waves that he knew he would run his fingers through later that night and your lips stretched into a smile as you watched your kids play with the pets. Which is enough of a reason for Harry to randomly remind you,
"I love you."
You hum, not hearing him the first time as you divert your attention and eyes to him, resting your hand on his thigh. "What?"
"I love you."
He repeated, face close to yours and a smug smile on his face.
You found yourself giggling quietly, raising your chin up slightly as you blushed.
"I love you, too."
"Mummy, cake, please?" Eva ran back to you, tilting her head and giving you a cheeky grin.
"You want cake now?" You asked, reaching forwards to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear.
She nodded, "Tommy, too," She pointed at her brother, who was too busy laughing hysterically as Shawn carried him in his arms and pretended to let him fall, "And Daddy."
"Is that true? Does Daddy want cake?" You raised an eyebrow with a smile, turning to look at Harry, whose demeanour didn't budge and the smug smirk wasn't wiped off his face.
"I always want cake."
You had to look away and not into his eyes because you know that sneaking up with Harry in your room for a shag shouldn't even be a thought. "Alright, let me go grab them." You quickly pecked Eva's cheek, laughing as she held Harry's hands and danced excitedly.
"Let me go help Mum-"
"No, it's okay," You assured him, "I'll get Ava to help me. Keep everyone else company." You leaned down, catching Harry's lips in a peck before calling Ava to help you as you walked inside.
"Just that that one and I'll take the other." You pointed at the blue cake, watching as Ava nodded and carried it before waiting for you by the door as you grabbed the other yellow one.
"I feel like stuffing my face in it right now." Ava said as you both walked back outside and towards the table to place the cakes.
"Stuff your face all you want when you get your piece." You laughed.
Ava was quick to call everyone over. With cheers and excited grins, everyone walked towards you, Harry carrying both twins before Tommy reached his arms out towards you, making you reach out and carry him.
You and Harry stood with the twins behind the table while the others stood on the other side, some recording and all grinning.
"Cake!" Eva kicked excitedly, looking down at them, "Eva help."
"Yes, Eva helped Mummy." Harry acknowledged before kissing her head and carrying her on one arm, the other bringing you closer before resting it on your waist.
Louis lit the candles, commenting on how you should all sing quickly so the air doesn't blow off the candles, and that was what it took for everyone to blast "Happy birthday" to the twins, who were attempting to sing with you.
"Remember what Daddy told you now," You laughed as you carefully bent down a little so Tommy could blow his candle while Harry did the same, keeping a safe distance between the twins and the candle, "Be gentle."
You were thankful that they didn't spit and were helped by the breeze (and Harry), everyone cheering as they did which seemed to encourage the twins to clap and squeal.
"Take a picture of them!" Your dad urged Helene, who already had her camera close to her eye, her smile seen as she told you to smile.
You tilted your head towards Harry, your family smiling.
"Cheeeeeeese!" Eva exclaimed, putting her arms up excitedly as Helene took the picture.
"That was adorable!"
You kissed Tommy's cheek twice, mumbling "Happy birthday" as he squirmed and giggled in your grasp before letting him down so he can run to Gemma. You turned towards Harry and Eva, almost melting as you saw them leaning their foreheads against each other.
"And remember, no partners until you're 30." At this, you couldn't not roll your eyes.
"Stop telling her that." You elbowed him, "Whenever you're ready, baby." You chuckled, leaning forward to kiss her cheek, "Happy birthday, Angel."
"Love you, Mummy." She smiled, cupping your face and puckering her lips for you to kiss her.
If there was anything Harry wanted, it would be to freeze time.
He wanted to freeze that moment; your daughter giggling as you tickled her, family and friends around you in utter bliss and eating away and mingling, he wanted that moment forever.
"Hey, I forgot to bring a plate from the kitchen, can you help me?" You told him as you looked up at him, squinting against the sun.
Harry nodded, putting Angel down and glancing as she ran towards Niall who held a plate of cake for her.
He walked behind you into your house and into the kitchen, shamelessly letting his eyes focus on your bum as you walked. "I did really well."
You hummed questioningly, turning to glance at him, "What was that?"
"Nothing," He smirked, watching you as you bent down to open the smaller fridge which you hardly used, "Was just admiring you."
Of course you blushed — how can you not? Despite being with the man for years, you could never control your blushing or shyness around him, no matter how many bold episodes you may have. "Oh, hush."
He knew he won with your response and it made him grin proudly to himself.
Harry watched as you brought out a cake container. "Another cake? You made three?"
You nodded, still not facing him as you put the container on the counter and lifted up the lid, "That one's a heart," You giggled as you turned to look at him, seeing him leaning on the doorframe with his arms crossed and a shit-eating grin on his face, "And it has a little message."
Harry chuckled, "A message?" He repeated.
You hummed, nodding. "Come take a look."
He walked towards you, taking off his hat on the way and putting it on the table before wrapping his arms around you from behind, still looking at you with a side smirk, "You're fucking adorable, do you know that?" He didn't wait for your response before he pressed his lips against yours in a loving and cheeky kiss.
You pulled away with a gasp and dreamy eyes, pretty sure that your eyes were seconds away from being lovestruck, "Can you look at the sodding cake now?"
He did. His eyes fell on the heart shaped pink cake, blue icing lined in your handwriting.
His smile fell, eyes blinking rapidly at the not-so-little message written and instantly teared up. "Are-Are y-you shitting me?"
"Surprise." You whispered with a smile, bringing your face close to his so the bridge of your nose touched his cheek and closing your eyes.
"Baby, I-" He let out a short, breathy laugh, "Holy fuck, Y/N!"
You grinned, pulling your head away slightly to look at him. Harry was quick to turn you around and cup your face in his hands, bringing his lips to yours to pour all his happiness right onto your lips.
"So it wasn't the food? Or the traveling, huh?" He sniffled, laughing as he still cupped your face, "You bloody fucker."
"Are you always this romantic?" You joked, putting your arms on his shoulders.
"I did put a third baby in there, didn't I?" He replied before shaking his head, "Holy fuck, Y/N, you're-you're pregnant."
"I'm pregnant." You repeated, "Your pull out game failed again."
Lying behind Harry on the counter was the heart shaped pink cake
and only minutes later, you and Harry went outside to your family and friends with tears and grins, you holding the cake as Harry wrapped an around around your waist from behind while his other hand rested on your stomach,
"I made another cake." You announced, "But you might want to see what's written."
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i'm: crying
bc i love this couple so much