I woke up due to the sound of the birds chirping and leaves rustling outside of the window. Small legs and arms are wrapped around my upper body, my legs tangled with other two small legs. I sat up carefully not to wake them up, closing the book I read them last night quietly. My heart melted when I looked at the twins' sleeping faces, you'll absolutely see the resemblance with Harry's. I smiled at the thought and brushed their hair away from their faces at the same time, placing soft kisses on their marshmallow-soft cheeks. I got flushed away from my cute thoughts when the door opened, Harry's head sliding in slowly. He smiled at me and looked away, fixing the twins' pillows and draping the blanket aroud their tiny figures instead.
He walked in and I mentally groaned, standing up and walking towards the window to settle the curtains aside. "Baby are you mad at me?" Harry asked and I cringed at the pet name he used. His hand encased my wrist and turned me around, only to meet his shiny emerald eyes. I'm dying to look at them everyday, but it seems like him and Sandrine are going to be in good terms now.
"No, of course not." I denied although I'm boiling with anger since last night. He didn't even warn me that he'll be distant or what. "Don't lie to me, I know you. Did I do something wrong?" He placed his hands on my waist and held me closer. "I was jealous. About last night." I sighed, resting my head on his chest harshly as he intertwined his fingers with mine. I felt his chest vibrate the time he chuckled, his fingers brushing my messy ponytail. "I'm so sorry love. She's my wife and I have no choice but to be distant. I tried my best to do something so I could be with you, but it seems like the you and the kids are annoyed with me." He rasped, kissing my forehead. "You didn't even bother warning me." I rolled my eyes and felt my anger rise, escaping from his grip. "I'm really sorry, I-"
"Stop talking now will you?" I whispered harshly. He frowned a bit at my choice of words, and I couldn't help but tolerate my feelings. I've never been in a relationship before, especially not like this, and my emotions are already mixed up. Jumping over to the vacant bed, I grabbed a pillow and groaned against it. Suddenly, my phone buzzed and I stretched my arm to get it from the bedside table.
From: Red
Where r u? I can't believe you missed a f*ck*ing class.
Wait, what?
I frowned and looked at the time, it's already 9:45 in the morning. What the hell? Harry didn't even bother waking me up last night so I could go home? Why is he pissing me off like this? Goddamn!
As I read Red's message again, I felt too angry and lazy to reply. I huffed with my jaws and fists clenched, glaring at Harry who looked at me questioningly. "Can we talk outside?" I hissed, sitting up. He nodded in response and lead the way out of the room.
"What is it?" He asked. I shut my eyes as if i'm going to burst in flames and hit him on his chest. "Why didn't you wake me up? Huh? Are you doing this on purpose? Didn't you know that I'm going to miss my class and that would be the main cause of lowering my grades?!" I cried, fisting my hair in anger. "Brianna I'm really sorry." He said with a sad expression on his face. "It's just that... I liked the way you and the kids looked last night while you were sleeping. They told me that they didn't want you to leave." He explained, holding my hands.
"I hate you, really. You made my anger towards you go much worse." I said through gritted teeth and ran down the stairs, sitting angrily on the couch. "What can I do to make it up to you?" He followed after, taking a seat beside me. This is what I get after doing everything he wants?
"Brianna I'm sorry. Please forgive me. I don't like it when you're mad." He whined quietly, forcefully pulling me for a warm hug. I couldn't help but feel bad, so I hugged him back instead and let my anger fade away. "Alright. I'm sorry for being harsh on you." I whispered, planting a kiss on his cheek before dipping my head on the crook of his neck. Suddenly, I heard the nursery door open and saw Hailey crying while walking over to Harry and I's direction. "Mummy Bweeyanah..." Hailey sobbed, rubbing her tired eyes.
"Hailey, baby what's wrong?" Harry quizzed in a worried tone, picking his daughter up and sitting closer to me with Hailey on his lap. "Daddy my tummy is aching. I wanna poo." She sobbed, curling in pain. Harry and I shared glances and smiled at her complaint, then went back to worrying. "Do you want me to accompany you to the toilet baby?" I asked while brushing her hair. Her sobs lessened and crawled over to me, my arms draping around her tiny body gently. "Yes pwease mummy Bwee." She said weakly and I stood up, heading towards her own toilet. Harry followed from behind, tangling our pointer fingers while Hailey's resting her head on the crook of my neck.
Once we got in the bathroom, I put her back down the floor and helped her get rid of her pyjamas. All of a sudden, Harry barged in while Hailey is sitting on the toilet to dump. "Daddy get out!" Hailey shrieked and Harry laughed, closing the door. "Why? You're still a baby, I'm not peeking y'know." He said. I shook my head in disbelief, he probably came here for me. He had his phone in his hand and tapped for minutes nonsense. Maybe it's about his job or what not. As Hailey took a load of time, Harry decided to go get Harper and having me waiting on the bed outside. He came back with the little man in his arms, still drowsy from sleep. "Good mowning mummy number two." Harper slurred, crawling on the bed to give me a kiss. "You guys should stop calling me that," I chuckled. "You already have mummy number one, she'll be sad because you're not talking to her." I added.
"It's okay Brianna, don't worry." Harry winked. "Yes mummy. It's okay with mummy numbew one anyway." He pouted cutely.
"Mummy Bweeyanah i'm done!" Hailey yelled from the bathroom. Harper and Harry giggled, teasing me because I'm going to wash Hailey's bum. I told them that I don't care then went over to wash her.
I came back to bed with Hailey in my arms, her stomach still aching. Harry and Harper bit each other playfully as I watched them in awe. They really looked like they're partners, same hair, color of eyes, nose and similar shape of lips. He'd be growing up a heartthrob in the future. Hailey climbed off me to flop down on her stomach, Harper crawling over her to soothe her back while brushing her hair. I smiled at how sweet they look wanting to have siblings like them. But I couldn't ask for more though, they're like my kids too. "They look so good together." Harry spoke, looking at me with a smile. I nodded in response and looked back at them, now cuddling arm in arm. "Do you have any idea why Hailey's having a bad stomach today?" He asked and I stopped moving so I could think of something. "Maybe she's lactose intolerant." I referred to the milk Sandrine told me to give them last night. Harry raised his eyebrows and nodded in realization. "You're not just beautiful, y'know that? So smart."
I blushed at his words and mumbled a 'thank you', and then he placed a soft peck on my cheek.
"What are you guys doing?"
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So I kinda updated tonight heh. Its already nine and I woke up at seven pm and I think I kinda dozed off so I forgot to update.
This chapter's quite a shorty but idc bc im happy I still got the chance to update. Are u guys ready for school? Bc im not.
Lols thank you for reading tho, comment and vote.
Who do you think barged in the room? Heh.
I love you guys sm xx
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