*2 years later*
Ashley's P.O.V
"Sweetie c'mon, daddy wants to go play," I murmur as I pull the two year old from around my leg.
She might only be two but God she has a tight grip. I almost laugh at the fact I know I'll end up having a bruise by the end of today. She's just like her daddy. She's tough.
"Charlie baby," Harry coaxes as he slowly walks with his arms out towards our daughter his mass of shoulder length hair falling around his smiling face.
"No daddy! I want Mommy!" Charlie whines with tears in her eyes, pulling tighter on my calf.
"Hey, if you go with daddy he's go get you ice cream." I bribe with wide eyes and over enthusiastic shock.
"Ice cream?" The pull on my leg loosens slightly. Gotcha, I can't help smiling up at Harry like I just won at the lottery. Our daughter is one stubborn mare.
"Yes, ice cream."
Suddenly Charlie's gone and is in her father's arms before I can finish blinking. She loves ice cream a little too much I think. Harry's rumble of a laugh fills the warm outside air as he winks at me before turning to take Charlie inside out of the heat.
It's the middle of August and this year's summer is unusually scorching. England's having one of those very rare (and by rare I mean - it only happens every twenty years or so) droughts and it hasn't rained for nearly two months.
It's too hot for a two year old to be running around outside with bare feet and no sunscreen on and my stubborn little girl wouldn't budge unless she got her favourite treat - ice cream. She reminds me of someone I know.
"Hey," Harry's arms entwine around my waist a few moments after. He's always loved to hold me this way.
"Hey." I lean back looking up towards him to peck his lips lightly. "How's Charlie?"
"She's with Sam probably sat in a puddle of ice cream right about now." His chest bounces slightly as he laughs.
"Will she be ok on her own? Sam I mean, what with her being so pregnant?" I ask slightly worried that Charlie might be a little too much for her.
"She's fine. Dré should be back any minute now with those nappies you wanted."
"Oh, that's good."
We're both lost in thought for a few moments looking at the view in front of us. It's spectacular even after one and a half years it never gets old. The way our backyard ends with a small cluster of clean cut trees and beyond that fields and fields of bright yellow rape seed - it's more beautiful when the snow falls though.
When we broke the news to my parents about little Charlie it was one of the biggest moments of my life, maybe Harry's too. They didn't like it at first, they're little girl was growing up too fast, but I guess my threat at never wanting to see them again if they couldn't support me helped mine and Harry's case a bit.
A few months went past of treading on egg shells around everyone, then my dad and Des finally came to a compromise - they buy us this house. Even though he didn't say anything I know that it hurt Harry's pride to say yes, but we couldn't very well live at Des' place with a baby on the way. Talk about awkward. Some might say we're too young to be living on our own and starting a family but to us all we want is happiness, and if we're happy like this then so be it for others to tell us what to do.
"You okay?" Harry's voice is light like he doesn't want to spoil the peaceful silence of the moment.
"Yeah...why wouldn't I be?" I match his tone not wanting to spoil it either.
"You seem quiet today that's all."
"Harry I need to tell you something," I turn in his arms to see he's one hundred percent serious at this moment. No smiles, no mischievous twinkle is his eye, nothing but total seriousness.
"What is it?" Panic is evidently setting in now as his body tenses.
"Nothing bad," His body droops as he lets out a breath.
"What is it then?" He still looks worried; I should probably just spit it out.
"I think...I..." I stutter.
"Babe," Harry lightly pecks my lips, nuzzling my nose lightly with a chuckle. "You're killing me here."
"I think I'm pregnant again." I blurt.
"What?" He pulls back looking into my eyes with, is that excitement I see?
"Are you sure?"
"I'm a week late and the way you seem to go at it every time we have a minute," I grin. "I'm sure,"
"WOO!" Harry suddenly shouts lifting me into his arms and swinging me around. I take that he's happy. I can't help laughing with him as he sets me down with the happiest look on his face.
"You look pleased." I murmur into the kisses Harry is now stealing like a mad man. I'm wrapped up in his warm arms still, and I never want to leave. Not right now.
"I am! Our family is getting bigger!" I snort at how excited he is.
"Does anyone else know?" He adds after a breath.
"Nope you were the first...again." We laugh together. We've been laughing a lot lately, I like it!
"I love you Ash." Harry whispers into my mouth as he sets another kiss onto my swollen lips before carrying on, "I love Charlie. I love our family and, I am most definitely going to love our newest little member, so, so much."
I wrap my arms tightly around his neck. "I love you too Harry."
Everything is going to be ok. We both have a family to care for now, nothing else matters at this moment in time. It's just us and our family.
"Wait until I tell my parents." I joking add and once again laugh at Harry's mortified expression.
God I love this man!
~ THE END ~
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A/N
And there we are :) I know it might seem rushed but I really wanted to leave it for you guys to decide how Ashley and Harry finish their story. It's been a great few years and I know at times I never update on time *cough 6 months late cough* haha! But thank you guys if you've ever read this.
I just wanted to remind you that when me and Irrum started this we were only just turning 15 so the plot has never been great but we tried and thank you for getting us over 30k reads never did we think it could get 100 let alone that much lol! It might not be as many as some get but to us this means the world!
Love you and thank you! - Kelly and Irrum! xxx

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