~Close your eyes and picture the warmth of the sun on your skin... that's how being loved by her felt~
Harry Styles is a nepotism baby turned new father, left clueless with a newborn baby to raise, he is overwhelmed and under pressure. Matters are...
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"Connect M2 to M3 using four washers?" I mutter out loud, squinting at the instruction paper laying on the floor in front of me.
Looking around at all the pieces scattered around me, I tip my head back with exhaustion.
"What the fuck is a washer?"
Amos gurgles from his bouncer in the corner of the room and I nod in agreement. "Exactly, Little darling. What the actual fuck?"
Sitting amongst the mess, I sigh and look around at the work I have already accomplished these last few days.
Apart from the doctor's visit for Amos' shots and multiple trips to the hardware shop, we haven't left the house and that's because we were trying to decorate the girls bedroom for the next month.
I had thought about decorating one each and letting them have their own rooms but upon reflection, I figured that they wouldn't want to be separated. It has always been the two of them and so to part them in a strange new home seems cruel.
Because of this, I picked the biggest spare room I had in my home and then got to work.
The room is essentially divided into two halves. One for each girl and their interests.
On one side of the room, I had painted the wall in a dusty grey colour with small white polka dots for Nola. The opposite side of the room being painted in a muted apricot orange for Rory's aesthetic.
Rory's bed is already constructed. I had it delivered like that because there was no way in fucking hell that I was even going to attempt to try and build that. The wicker frame has a headboard that is shaped very much like the curved scalloped edged sea shells- to fit with the mermaid theme of her bedroom.
Nolan told me the first time that I met him that Rory has an affinity with mermaids but Nola's interest is much more classic fairies and princesses which is why I am currently trying to construct her bed frame right now but I swear to fuck these instructions are speaking jibberish.
I've nearly torn up the scrap of paper with printed pictures and very little details of instructions printed on it multiple times now. Frustration was an understatement, especially because I was determined to get this finished before tomorrow morning when Sunday would officially be moving in with the girls.
I wanted them to have their room set up from the start so that they have a safe haven to retreat to.
Not only that but my parents were flying over to the states tomorrow and I would have to collect them from the airport in the evening. It would look really fucking fishy if the girl's bedroom was not finished by then. No doubt, my mum would have a million and one questions about how the hell they have been living with me for months and don't have a finished bedroom.
