My Sunflower *h.s*

54

I'm backkkkkkkkk

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Song: Someone to You by BANNERS

Molly

"Are you sure you have everything you need?" I asked Erica as we stood near the front door.

"Yes, both you and Harry checked everything over." She rolled her eyes at me, looking between the two of us. Harry and I are about to leave for the weekend, but this time I'm the one surprising him. He doesn't love the idea of not knowing what we're doing but I'm giddy over it.

"And you're sure you're okay watching her for the weekend?" Harry looked slightly apprehensive about leaving her along with Erica for the weekend. I think he also doesn't like the idea of leaving her but we've done it once before and she was fine. Although, the last time we left her she did have like ten adults watching her. But I trust Erica, she's great with Isabelle.

Sometimes I think she's better with her than I am.

"Yes, I'm sure. Now hand me my favorite girl" Erica started talking in a baby voice, reaching her hands out to grab Isabelle from Harry. I shot her a look but she just winked and shrugged her shoulders. He still looked worried, like all he wanted to do was take her with us or just cancel the whole trip.

But I breathed out a sigh of relief when he kissed her forehead and muttered goodbye to her, "bye my munchkin, be good for aunt Erica, okay?" She cooed a little in his arms and he smiled down at her, "I love you, my sweet girl." He shifted his body so I could say goodbye and I suddenly got nervous, quickly sputtering out a goodbye.

"Bye baby, we'll see you in a few days." I smiled lightly down at her, my body immediately relaxing when Erica had her in her arms. This meant I could finally leave with Harry, leave the house we're always at. Go be somewhere else where we're not mummy and daddy, where we're not Harry Styles and his baby momma.

We can go somewhere and just be us, just be Molly and Harry, like it was before Isabelle was born.

I would never tell Harry this though, it would make me feel bad and it would make him feel guilty and feel like he has to pick between me and the baby. And at this point, I don't think I would win that battle.

But that's how it should be right? Parents should put their baby before everything and everyone.

I suddenly heard Victoria's voice in my head, like a mantra, 'there are no should's in being a parent Molly. If everyone is healthy and safe then you are doing something right.'

I was brought back to the current situation by Harry's hand settling itself on my hip, squeezing there gently. I shifted my gaze to him, seeing him already looking at me. He probably noticed I went off into my own little world again. I do it so often now that he's picked up on it. He tries not to comment on it though, knowing its surrounding Isabelle and my new diagnosis from Victoria.

I smiled at him before putting my attention back on Erica who was making faces at Isabelle.

"Call us if you need anything, okay?" Erica nodded her head but still didn't look up from Isabelle.

"I will. . . but I won't." She looked up briefly to smirk at us before looking back down again. "Now go, have fun, get drunk and freaky."

"Erica!" I gasped at her.

"Oh please, are we all gonna pretend that you guys didn't have amazing drunk sex once and then never did it again because of a certain surprise?" I choked on my breath, Harry laughing quietly next to me but trying to cover it with a cough into his hand. "Just try to remember a condom this time, yeah? Don't want another surprise this soon."