A/N: this is such a long chapter omf i'm sorry
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[ Real Life ]
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"Is it working?" You asked, standing on the opposite side of Harry as he sat on the sofa, his phone propped up on the table.
"I do-Oh, there, yeah." He nodded, looking at the screen, "Hi."
Your hair was down, eyeglasses resting on your nose as you walked towards Harry before plopping beside him, seeing the rapid messages from everyone.
"Hi." You smiled, waving. "I've never done this."
"At all?" Harry asked, looking at you with a faint smile on his face.
You nodded, "Never."
"Always trying things with me, aren't you?" Harry teased as he muttered, sneakily wrapping his arms around your waist, being gentle as to not hurt your wound from the cesarean.
"Oh, yes. My very own Flynn Rider."
Harry chuckled before looking at the screen, "Okay you can ask now."
"Not a question, but," You read, "I love your kids more than anything and I want a kid as nice as yours," You smiled, "Thank you, Blanca. Hope you get a nice kid too."
"There," Harry pointed, "What is the inspiration behind children's names? This is from meganlouise1608," He looked at you, "Want to say the twins?"
You giggle quietly, sitting more comfortably, one hand holding Harry's on your lap, "We actually had other names picked out, and we were so sure of," You began, "Then one night, we were sitting and," You shrugged, "Benjamin and Rose just didn't sound right. We had an ultrasound and they just didn't feel like Benjamin and Rose."
"This is the best part." Harry mentioned towards the screen, chuckling at some comments before looking back at you.
"So we were watching The Princess and The Frog and it just clicked that Evangeline would be perfect," You smile before raising a finger, "We didn't exactly name our daughter after a firefly but the name also means 'good news'," You informed, patting Harry's thigh, "Harry picked Tommy's name."
"About two minutes after we picked Evangeline, Thomas sounded right."
"Want to tell them about Iris?" You asked, "There are so many questions about the little one." You laugh lightly as you saw the questions.
Harry nodded, "When Y/N was still pregnant with Iris, she called her Petal one time, because Y/N is also a flower lover,"
"Flower child."
"Flower child," Harry emphasised with a roll of his eyes and a smile, "It was always 'Petal'. There was a tough competition between Iris and Primrose but we leaned more towards Iris."
"Hey HRH and Harry," You read, waving with an eager wave, "Hey, velocitynine. What is one routine you do every morning, either as a couple or with the kids?"
"We have to dance to some music with the kids every morning, it's a must and we're a very huggable family so a lot of hugs and 'I love you's are shared in the morning," He said, "As a couple," He turned to look at you, "We're not sure how this began but we like doing each other's hair for the day."
"I especially like it when his hair is long," You lean, giggling as you looked at Harry, "It means I actually have something to do, not just comb it."
"You like both though."
"Can't argue."
"From blossomandbees, love the username, thank you so much for sharing your life with us, you're very much welcome, does it ever get hard being asked for photos and being papped all the time?" Harry finished, "I think it can be, sometimes?"
You nodded, "Some people are nice, we don't mind taking pictures with anyone, as long as you're nice. But sometimes people can be a bit difficult."
"Some tend to forget that before we're even known, we're parents. The kids get frightened when someone they don't know is loud and getting too close, especially Tommy because he's very protective over us, especially Y/N and Angel. Some paparazzi are respectful, others just- not so much. But we both do appreciate you and are very grateful." Harry smiled, intertwining your hands together.
"Look at you, all wise." You joked.
"Spent enough time around you, I'd like to think." He laughed, raising his eyebrows at you.
You nodded slowly, impressed with his reply, "Nice." You looked at the screen, "This is from always hyphen jackedup, if you each have one wish for your children, what would it be?"
"That's a very tough question."
"I have so many wishes."
Harry nodded in agreement, leaning back against the sofa as he still kept his arms around your waist, "I'd wish them," He began slowly, "A peaceful heart. Always, a peaceful heart. I believe anything can be done when your heart's at peace. You can work, create," He listed, smiling to himself as he looked at you while you looked at the screen, "You can love, when you're at peace."
You smiled, looking at him, "That's true. This is very sweet."
"Yeah?"
"Yeah," You smiled, absentmindedly scratching his hand gently with your nails, lightly grazing his skin, "I'd wish that they stick together, no matter what. There's nothing on this planet that could replace family and I know the kids are going to turn out so loving because, we see it with the twins, and to have best friends like that means everything."
"They really are going to be best friends."
"The best of."
"If you both could pursue a different career from the one you have now, what would it be? Good question, flowerfeasths," Harry pointed his finger at the screen before scratching his chin, "Can I pick one for you?"
"Yeah? What would I do?"
"Probably own a flower shop or a little café." Harry said, "And it'd be so adorable."
"I seriously knew that you were going to say that," You laughed, "I knew it."
"It's true," He laughed, "The garden is proof and those ginger biscuits and brownies are."
You shrugged, "You'd definitely be a cashier at my café."
"Love, I was a baker."
"No, you weren't. Stop convincing yourself for the love of God." You laughed, cupping his face in your hands, "Say after me," You feigned seriousness, "I was a cashier."
"I don't lie." He glared at you jokingly, "I was a baker."
"I was a cashier."
"A baker. The kids know it."
"Would you like it if we ask them?" You cocked an eyebrow.
"Yes." Harry challenged with a cheeky smile, "Angel! Tommy! Can you come here for a minute, please?"
You roll your eyes with a bemused smile, leaning close to the phone, cupping a hand around your mouth as you -not so- discreetly whispered, "He's delusional."
Angel and Tommy came racing each other, giggling as they both reached you at the same time. "Equal!" Tommy exclaimed.
"Equal." Eva nodded, raising her arms up towards Harry while Tommy climbed the sofa, plopping on your lap.
"Bubs, can you tell Mummy what was Daddy's work when he was young?" Harry spoke gently, bouncing Eva lightly on his knee.
"Cashier." The twins said in unison.
You stifled your laugh, tearing your eyes away from Harry's shocked expression as he looked at you. "Y/N."
You raised your hands up in surrender, "It was team work between Gemma and I."
Harry found it funny, amusing even that you share secret stories and facts about him with the twins. He chuckled, wrapping his arms around Angel. "I'll let that one slide, just so you know."
"Oh, thank you, how kind of you."
"Would you like to stay here with us?" Harry asked the twins who instantly nodded.
"Waterloostyles wants to know, do we prefer LA or London?"
"London is home," You answered, "But LA is always a nice getaway. Can't say the same for that American beside me."
"Hey!" He laughed, "I'm not always there." Harry seemed to retreat once you gave him a look, giggling to himself, "Okay, I used to. But ever since Angel and Tommy came here, it takes time so I'd rather do whatever that I want to do here."
"We stan a dad king." You joked, putting a hand to your heart.
"Wig." Harry mumbled, squinting to read another question, "Stylesftchalamet asked what's the best thing about being a parent?" He read, "Woo! There's a whole list."
"Right?" You laughed as Tommy played with the tips of your hair, making airplane noises, "I think we can talk for an hour and more about that."
"And there are so many things that come on top," Harry held his hand up horizontally, "Like seeing the kids pick up some of my or Y/N's traits and being able to recognise it is always something that just, blows my mind."
"Boom!" Eva clapped, "Mind blown!"
You and Harry giggled, Harry tickling her with kisses that had her squealing and laughing.
"Pulpfixion wants to know what's on our playlist." You read.
"It's a very random playlist." Harry commented, "We have Rihanna on there, King Princess, some Khalid, some The Fray and Elvis Presley."
"We've been listening to If I Can't Have You by Shawn for a while. The kids love it." You smiled, looking down at Tommy, "Right? Remember that new song Shawnie has?"
"Shawnie!"
"Nothing! Everything nothing!" Tommy sang excitedly, swaying in his place on your place.
"They might have their own lyrics though." Harry laughed, "Some Pink Floyd, we love Breathe."
"Tupelo Honey by Van Morrison," You smiled, looking at Harry, "Remember that one's story?"
"How can I forget?" He shook his head with a dreamy smile, "First time to step inside your car and you have it on."
"And you were so surprised that someone listens to it."
"You have a good taste in music, love. It was definitely your music taste."
"My music taste was definitely why you proposed." You went along with a slight laughter.
"Mummy, where's Iris?" Eva asked, "Miss her."
You pout, reaching over to brush her hair out of her face, "She's asleep, baby. She'll wake up in a bit, alright?"
Eva nodded, holding Harry's hand to continue playing with it as Tommy rested his head on your chest, hugging your body as you soothingly played with his hair.
"What motivates you?" Harry read, "B-wun-kown," He read slowly, "I hope I read it right."
"What motivates us?" You repeated, seeing Harry nod.
"My family does. This one right here," He answered, "And the sleeping bub upstairs. Everything I do, I do for them. Seeing my wife happy and proud of me, the kids, it's indescribable, honestly." He chuckled bashfully.
Your heart fluttered, smile growing on your face as you watched at him talk, knowing well that Harry held so much passion for your family and would go to the moon and beyond for you. "We're always going to be proud of you." You reminded him softly in a whisper, watching as he leaned forward quickly to peck your lips.
"Kissy." Eva commented as she watched you, before reaching to hold Harry's cheeks, puckering her lips to peck his.
You laughed wholeheartedly as you looked down at Tommy, raising your eyebrows and pouting when you saw him asleep, "He's out."
Harry pouted, leaning forward to take a better look at his son's face before leaning back and looking at you, "What motivates you?"
"I'm going to agree with you on the family one because there isn't a thing that I do without thinking about you and the kids and," You pause, a small smile making its way to your face, "My mum motivates me. Always will."
Harry smiled softly, "That's beautiful."
You only smile in reply before looking at the screen. "From hithereimerika, will Iris and Tommy pursue a singing career like Harry?"
"Oh I hope so." Harry smirked.
You rolled your eyes with a chuckle, "We don't know. Whatever they want to do is up to them, we're here to support. Although Tommy has been showing interest in music ever since he was just a little baby so, who knows? Maybe."
"Flower-No, it's Fowlerstyles, where did you go on your first date?" You asked.
"It seems like yesterday," Harry said, "We went to this restaurant, kind of fancy, just a bit. We talked a lot."
"They had really nice ice cream, do you remember? God, it was just heavenly." You close your eyes in bliss, remembering the taste.
"I remember you telling me that I had Bieber hair when we first met during that Royal Variety Performance when we were 18." Harry said with a straight face.
You tried to stifle you laughter as to not wake Tommy, "Hey, the hair was iconic."
"Americangirl02 wants to know what is the Princess's favourite book?"
"It will always be To Kill A Mockingbird." You answered.
"Good book."
"Wonderful book."
You both chuckled at yourselves before Harry read another question, "Also wants to know what we love to read to the bubs. They love Oh, The Places You'll go by Dr. Seuss. They love all his books but that one's a favourite."
"And sometimes when they really want to give us a hard time they make us read them Fox in Socks," You sigh, "It's basically a book of tongue twisters."
"Knox on fox in socks in box." Eva said without a care, "Socks on Knox and Knox in box."
"Good job!" You and Harry both exclaimed proudly, knowing well that the oldest twin was very close to memorising some of the poem, despite being very young.
"Hi, Ad underscore Adriana underscore. Is Princess Iris a calm quiet baby or a fussy one?" You read, "She's very quiet. Have been developing a personality and we're getting the hang of it. She's not really a fan of new situations, gets kind of hesitant but she's the easiest to calm."
"She's very attached to Y/N," Harry continued, "They have a very tight emotional bond."
"When did you know that the other was the one?" Harry read, "First night I met her." He answered, "Right after my show," He pointed at himself, "The one which we met at and we had a drink to celebrate with the rest and, I have no idea how I actually asked her to join us because I was still very starstruck that, wow, The Princess just watched me perform," He laughed quietly, "And she accepted. We talked about nothing and everything if that makes sense. It was-It was wonderful."
"You know you're going to make me cry at some point." You giggled as you looked at him.
"Oh, no." He waved you off. "When did you know that I was the one?"
"The day we got together," You nodded, "We went through some stuff and I realised that-that I really want to be with him. I don't care what it takes, I just know that I'm happy and I want him to be happy and in my life. And the day we got together, I was disguised in this hoodie and glasses and everything," You giggled, remembering the memory, "And I went to his show and it was like a scene out of a romcom. I knew then that Harry was my person."
"Now you are going to make me cry."
"Don't cry, Daddy." Eva frowned before pointing at the screen, "Look, hearts. Hearts are happy."
"They are, aren't they? Do they make you happy?" Harry asked with a hum, smiling down at her.
Eva smiled, nodding. "Very happy!"
"Then I'm happy." He kissed her forehead.
"Mihi underscore Styles wants to know what is the twins' favourite One Direction song." You read. "Eva, why don't you say what's your favourite One Direction song? Remember daddy and your uncles Ni and Li and Lou and Zaynie's band?"
She nodded eagerly, "I want!"
"You like that one, don't you?" Harry laughed, "I want, I want, I want,"
"But that's crazy," She sang, "Sing, Mummy."
You laughed before singing, tilting your head at her, "I want, I want, I want,"
"And that's not me," Harry sang.
"I want, I want, I want," Eva sang, "To be loved by yoooouuuuuu."
You and Harry both clapped for her -you being careful with the heavy sleeper on your lap-, whisper yelling some cheer.
"Tommy loves Drag Me Down." You said, "Goes absolutely wild when he listens to it."
Harry twirled his finger, "Spins around, screams." He said, "BlancaLynx wants to know your favourite One Direction song."
"That's a hard question to ask to a Directioner." You commented.
"Is it Heart Attack?" Harry teased, hinting at the video of you singing Heart Attack dramatically in the car with Emma and Ava that circled the internet years ago.
"Don't even try, Styles." You mumbled, frowning.
Harry pretended to zip his lips before smiling cheekily at you as he watched you glare at him jokingly which made him laugh, "Okay but really, what is your favourite One Direction song? Not like I know."
"I really can't pick but You and I ends me and just about all Made in The A.M album." You answered, looking at Harry as he raised his eyebrow at you with a look, "I'm seriously not going to pick one song."
Harry laughed at with a shake of his head, stomach erupting with butterflies at his fangirl of a wife. "Megsalmighty wants to know our favourite...room in the palace."
"This reminds me of that time I was on Carpool Karaoke with James and it was his first time to know that we actually live in flats here." You laughed.
"He was so shocked," Harry laughed, "Called me after that and told me he must've looked like a tosser."
"Bless him." You shake your head, "Our family's favourite place is the gardens. We like being outside."
"Bathe in the sun."
"Get vitamin D." Eva mimicked you, letting herself down from Harry's lap.
"Did she just copy me?" You squinted your eyes, pointing your thumb behind you as she walked away.
"She definitely did."
"Flattered, actually." You raised your eyebrows, "Always hyphen jackedup, are we seeing more of The Princess Trust?" You read, reaching to run your fingers through Harry's hair, "You do need a cut." You teased.
"Yeah?" He went along, "Was considering another Tarzan era."
"You're going to kill them." You laughed.
"We don't want that."
"Mihi underscore Styles wants to know if the twins know about mum," You read, "Um," You paused, feeling Harry's hand on your back, "We did mention her a few times but they didn't show signs of comprehending the situation. We agreed to explain when we feel like they're ready." You said, "And, a lot of you have been asking about what happened with Iris,"
"You don't have to." Harry whispered.
You nodded, assuring him, "What happened with Iris was shocking to us and very overwhelming. No mum would want to go through an experience where she there's a possibility of losing her child. I won't get into details because this could be triggering to some people, myself included, but to fergue1234, I'm feeling a lot better since the situation with Iris. I have a very supportive family and wonderful friends that I'm thankful for. I'm getting the right help needed and this is a perfect opportunity for me to tell you that it's okay to get help. I'm still guilty that Harry had to cancel his tour,"
Harry rolled his eyes at this.
"But knowing him, he'll make it up to all of you."
"Mummy! Daddy! Iris is up!" Eva shouted from the stop of the stairs.
"Think this is our cue," Harry said, "Thank you for this and for being supportive."
"We love you. Thanks for watching!" You blew a kiss, waving before handing Tommy to Harry and walking away.
Harry held his phone in his hand, raising his eyebrows one last time before furrowing them, "How do I end this?"
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IMPORTANT QUESTION:
do we want a chapter of the Met Gala as if it was actually held in the story's timeline?