Complicated

#35

After I finished my gig, I walk straight down to the register office.

Thankfully now that Harry's in the picture I'm able to get out and do my stuff without bringing Darcy and Elliot with me.

I love those two with my whole heart, but when I'm in the middle of something and they wake up crying for comfort, or to be fed or to be changed it's hard to get work done.

It's like bringing your kids to the office and they mess up important documents, or they give you extreme anxiety with  just being there. It was hard, not today though luckily.

I reach the registration office and I get the papers for the kids immediately. I fill everything out that I had to fill out, my name and Harry's name.

"What are the names of your two little angels?" The man asks smiling.

"Darcy and Elliot...Styles" I smile.

"Okay, just hold on while I write it down then you can go home" he smiles again.

I cant believe after all that denial I still put his name down. I guess they'll always be known.

"Here you go, have a lovely day Miss Percy, by the way can I have an autograph please and a picture?" He asks while handing me the birth certificate.

"Of course you can, but please don't post the picture or talk about the meet until it's official news that I've had a baby and that Harry is now their dad" I smile.

I bend over too of the counter to take the picture, and as I do it I think back to the time in the hotel when the receptionist asked for a photo.

I thought it was so bizarre that people wanted a flimsy piece of paper with a squiggle on it, and a picture with someone with money.

Now I'm living in it, and now I can see the hype. I'm not the one asking for a picture but it's a sense of happiness when your recognised. I love it.

Once I had finished up, I had put both birth certificates in my bag and started walking.

The walk back is a whole hour. I pull out my earphones from my pocket and stroll away drifting off into my own world.

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As I get home, I take my keys out of my pocket and pause my music, making sure I quietly unlock the door incase the babies were sleeping.

As I open the door, Harry is sat up asleep on the couch with both the babies in his arms.

I found it too cute. I instantly took my phone out and took a picture of it before turning round and locking the door.

I walk up to the stove and start making pasta for Harry and I. As soon as he could smell it, he awoke.

"What you making?" He asks carefully standing up with both babies in his arms.

"Pasta, put them to bed please" I ask politely.

I feel him brush past me to the bedroom.

I take a whiff of the pasta cooking and it does smell, I see why he woke up now.

He comes walking back in and sits down on the little dining table in the corner near the door.

"How'd the shoot go?" He asks.

"Good. Got payed a lot. Modelled for Fenty Beauty" I smile to myself.

"That's amazing" he says. It sounded sarcastic I'm not gonna lie but I'm sure he didn't mean it that way.

There was a moment of silent as I dished out the pasta and served it to him. We sat across from each other.

I watch as he eats his pasta. I look at my bag on the floor next to me and reach into it, I pick up both certificates and hand him them.

He puts his fork down and starts unrolling them both.

I watch his face as he analyses both pieces of paper.

His face looks up at me with a surprised look.

"What?" I laugh.

"You used my last name?" He says.

"I did" I smile.

"Thank you An..Belle. I..love you" he stutters.

I wait for a moment, shocked that he's already dropped the L word after 9 months of not saying it.

"I love you too" I say quietly, while picking my fork up.

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Later on that day, Harry had wandered off to bed, he said he would care for the babies while I searched for other gigs.

Before I looked for any gigs, I logged into Instagram to see if Fenty had posted my photos yet. To my surprise they already had. It had millions of likes and thousands upon thousands of comments talking about how pretty I was.

I couldn't help but smile.

Soon after I got dragged into the world of social media and ended up in a whirlpool of aimless scrolling.

As I was about 5 minutes into scrolling, I noticed Harry had posted a few times, I click on the profile and flick through the newest posts.

One of the posts was him announcing something big coming.

Another post was him announcing his new single, 'sweet creature' ?

Another post which was a line of the single, 'just two hearts and one home'.

Another post being about his time with the boys.

And the newest being a picture of Darcy and Elliot holding his finger in their little cribs when we were still in hospital, i must have been taking a bath at the time.

I noticed that someone was tagged in the post, when i clicked the tagged. To my surprise, it read @annabellepercy.  He had put the tag in the middle of him and the twins.

It shocked me completely and I felt my insides melt, that he had posted this AND tagged me.

It had near enough 5 million likes and a ton of comments.

I click on the comments and scroll, so many people still commenting every second.

"Cute!!!" , "OMG NO FUCKING WAYBFUEJ" , "DILF HARRY?!?!" , "omg. congratulations!!!" , etc...

So many people were so happy for him.

I decided to leave a comment too:
"I couldn't thank you enough for being my partner and being such a great father to our two little angels xxx"

Within seconds he had responded to the comment with three red hearts. Not the response I wanted but fair enough really.

With that I took it upon myself to make a post too.

I added 3 photos.

The first was a picture Harry had taken of me with Darcy and Elliot on my chest when they had just be born.

The second picture being a picture I had taken of them on a pastel green bean bag looking cute as ever with matching outfits.

The third being the picture I had taken of Harry a few hours ago, asleep with the babies in his arms.

I had decided to caption it:
"My purpose in life, I have never felt a purpose until I heard those tiny cries come from those beautiful little people. 5.5.2023 , 4:37am <3
@harrystyles :) x"

Within seconds of posting it, thousands of people had started following me, thousands of comments celebrating, and thousands of likes.

I noticed that Harry had already reposted my post with a heart he had drawn manually himself.

It's out to the world now...Harry's a father, and he's dating Annabelle Percy.

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