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Early update yay!!!!

This takes place a couple months later so Kat's baby is a newborn and all the kids are pretty much the same age.

*Norah's POV*

"Harry?" I called out into the darkness as my heart hammered in my chest. The kitchen was dark and every tiny noise was terrifying, especially since Harry wasn't here to be rational for me. "Please don't be a serial killer."

Suddenly there was a sound like metal clanking then a string of expletives and another noise. "Fucking hell," a familiar voice sighed deeply. "Shit, why the-"

"Harry?" I said again with more confidence.

His tall form emerged from the darkness and I let out a deep sigh of relief, my whole body going limp as the adrenaline fizzled out of my blood. But my relief turned to disappointment when I saw his ruffled hair and bloodshot eyes, not to mention the disheveled appearance of his suit and crooked tie.

"Hey baby," he slurred, grinning at me as he slumped onto the island. "What-" hiccup "What are you doing up so late?"

"Harry, you're so drunk," I frowned as he came closer to me and wrapped his arms weakly around my waist. "And get off me, you smell like sweat and perfume."

"Don't be like that," he hushed me softly, his hands twirling my hair around his finger. "You're so pretty, baby. I love you so much."

"Go to sleep before you wake the kids up," I shook my head. "You have work tomorrow and you need some sleep or you'll get a headache."

"Your birthday is this weekend," he grinned lazily, his fingers dragging up my side as I looked at him. "Come on, princess, let me give you an early present."

My heart skipped a beat as he kissed sloppily at my neck and gripped my butt, his palms expertly kneading my hot skin.

"Slide up on the island, princess," he ordered gruffly as I let out a string of soft moans. "Come on, baby."

"I have to get up early tomorrow," I sighed. "And you've already kept me up all night, so let's just go to sleep."

I turned to walk away but he pulled me back and gazed sadly down at me, his eyes drifting closed before he startled himself awake again. "Angel, don't be angry," he murmured as his thumb stroked my cheek. "I'm sorry for keeping you awake."

"You said you would be home at ten."

"I know, baby, I know but Niall hasn't been out in ages. He's been rubbing ointment on Kat's back for the past nine months and he just wanted some fun. I'm sorry, babe."

"And you couldn't have called and told me?"

"Darling, just take off your panties and spread your legs."

I glared at him. "I'm not a s.ex doll, Harold. You can't just come marching in here, drunk off your ass, and expect me to lay on my back for you. That's not how it works."

"I worked all damn day to provide for this family, Norah," he countered angrily. "It would be nice to be able to come home and get a little love from my wife."

"You don't think I worked all day?" I hissed, gripping the edge of the counter tightly so I wouldn't punch him in his smug little face. "I get up at five o'clock in the morning every day, Harry! I spend every waking moment of my time with the kids and then I climb in bed and I'm expected to provide for you, too!"

"Oh my god, it must be so hard for you to touch me, Norah. I'm so sorry I didn't realize that my love for you was a f.ucking burden!"

"I never said that!" I scowled. "There are other ways to show love besides expecting me to want s.ex all the freaking time."