Big Family.

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Y/N's POV.

"Tommy, Charlotte, stop that right now!" I yell at 3 of my kids because they don't settle down.

"Go get Anna and turn that off, you're going to wake up Ishmael and Isabella!" I run around picking up legos that Anna might put in her mouth and check on the twins.

I have a big family but I wouldn't have it any other way. They are my sunshines.

The oldest is Charlotte, she's 13. Then it's Tommy, he's 9. Then it's Anna, she's 4. Then it's the twins, Ishmael, he's a boy and Isabella, she's a girl. They're both 3 months.

Yes, I have 5 kids. They're great though. A lot of trouble, but still great.

I mean, don't blame me. Blame their father, Harry. He wanted a big family and me being his wife with the capability of carrying babies in my womb, obviously, I had to give it to him.

"Guess who's here?!" Shouts a voice.
It isn't Harry's but Louis'.

"Louis! Hi, how are you?" I ask giving him a little peck on the cheek and giving him a little hug.

"I'm good, how are you?" He picks up Anna and bounces her around.

"I'm quite tired actually. These little kids are quite a handful." I sigh as I look at the twins that are still sleeping. They're so beautiful. Not just because they are my children.

"So, where's Harry?" I ask. He hasn't been here all day. I know I shouldn't worry. He's a busy man.

"He's with the-" Louis gets cut off by Harry running into the house and shutting the door quickly. He's laughing so hard when he starts catching his breath.

"Oh my god. The fans are nuts. Got to love them though, eh?" He chuckles as he shuts the blinds and comes over to hug me. "How are you? You good? Tired?" He holds my face and gives me a kiss on the lips. "A bit actually." I give him a small smile.

"I can tell. They're five little Styles." He laughs and I shake my head.
"Alright, you have got to rest. Louis can babysit the older kids, we'll take the twins, upstairs and sleep, yeah?" He holds out his hand, and I nod.

I get Isabella and he gets Ishmael and we head upstairs. We lay them in the middle between us and shut the light off and sleep.

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