Oblivion (Harry Styles)

Chapter 30

~Epilogue~

Eden's POV

2 1/2 Years Later

"Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday dear Jake, Happy birthday to you," everyone sang.

I smiled, snapping pictures with my camera as Jake blew out his candles. Well, tried to blow out his candles. After multiple blows, he finally got them all blown out.

"You seemed to have put on a few pounds since I saw you last," someone says from behind. I turn around to be met by Niall.

"Don't fuck with me Niall," I glare. "I'm almost 8 months pregnant, and my hormones have me going crazy."

"You're talking to a father of seven children, and a man currently dealing with a pregnant wife also," he says, running his fingers through his hair. "Louis! Get your daughter off my son's back," Niall yells.

"Shut up Niall. My kid's sleeping," Louis glares, holding his new born in his hands. I don't know what was up with the two of them, and the amount of children they have. I don't see what's wrong with birth control or protection.

"I'm going to leave you two to your arguing," I say, backing away from them.

"Mommy! Look what uncle Louis got me," Jake grins. My heart still swells every time he calls me that. Even though I am his step mom, and I've been the only mother figure in his life that he knows of, it still surprises me every time. "It's a water gun," he takes the gun and shoots it at Ferris. I laugh as Ferris just sits there, allowing himself to be squirted multiple times.

"That's very nice of Louis," I nod. "I'll be sure to thank him."

I hold my stomach and walk to the kitchen to get a slice of cake. I cut myself a big slice and sit down on the counter, enjoying the silence, as I eat my cake. "There you are," Harry says, walking into the kitchen.

"Here I am," I grin, as he walks towards me. He stands between my legs and stares at me, with his light, green eyes.

"How's the cake?" He asks, leaning closer to my face.

"Really good," I whisper.

"Can I try some?" He asks. I nod, dipping my fork into the cake and feeding him. "Mmm. That is really good," he smiles, licking his lips. Then he leans in and plants a kiss onto my lips. "Your lips taste like frosting," he mumbles against them. I laugh at his comment, knowing it's true.

He cups my face with his hands, kissing me more passionately. I smile into the kiss, enjoying sweet moments like these. "How are you feeling?" Harry asks, once we break the kiss.

"Hungry, tired, ready for this child to get out of me," I smile. A nervous look spreads across Harry's face. He won't admit it, but I know he's worried something is going to happen, when I'm in labor.

"Hey," I whisper. I take his face in my hands. "Everything's going to be okay. I'm going to come home, with our child, and we are going to be one happy family. Just you, me, Jake, Ferris, and our new baby."

"Promise?" He asks, looking vulnerable.

"I prom-" I stop, wincing. Harry's eyes fill with worry.

"W-what's wrong? Is it the baby?" He asks. I've been warned about this pain in my stomach.

"I think it's time."

"No. You aren't due for another month and a half," he shakes his head. I screw my eyes shut, the baby was pushing down really hard.

"W-we need to go now," I tell him.

"Shit okay," he says. He helps me off the counter and walks me to the door, the party still going on.

All attention is turned to the two of us, as we hurry to the door. "Daddy? What's wrong with mommy?" Jake asks.

"She's having her baby now," Harry tells him. Jake's eyes furrow in confusion.

"Niall," Harry calls. "Watch Jake, please. I need to take Eden to the hospital."

Niall nods his head at Harry and I. Worry was clear on his face, knowing that I was over a month early.

Once Harry and I got into the car, he raced to the hospital.

I was rushed straight into a room to be prepared for labor.

"Harry," I whisper, laying on the hospital bed.

"What is it baby?" He asks, holding onto my hand.

"Do you think something's wrong?" I ask, tears brimming my eyes.

"I-I don't know," he sighs. The doctor walks in, smiling sadly at the two of us. He was the one who delivered Jake, so he must know how worried both of us are.

"I'm going to run a few tests to make sure the baby is okay, then we'll do an ultrasound," he says, with a warm smile.

After the tests are finished, the doctor walks in. "Well nothing seems to be wrong," he says. "However, you are five centimeters, so the baby is definitely coming today. I'm going to do an ultrasound right now."

Harry and I nod. I am somewhat relieved to know nothing is wrong. Harry holds my hand tightly, as we watch the monitor. "Healthy heart beat, head is in the right place, anoth-shit," the doctor says.

"What is it?!" I ask, with wide eyes. The doctor doesn't answer, put keeps looking at the monitor.

"I'm so sorry. This is 100% our fault. I-you're having twins. That explains why you're early."

Harry looks like he might pass out, and I've gone into shock. "T-twins?" Harry stutters. "As in two babies?"

"Oh my God," I breathe.

•
Bell Julia Styles was born at 10:54 pm, followed by Michael Stephen Styles at 11:01 pm.

Today would go down in history as one of the happiest days in my life. Harry laid next to me in the hospital bed, his arm wrapped around me, as he places soft kisses to the top of my head. "I love you," he whispers.

"And I love you," I say. The door is opened and in walks Jake. "Hi Jakey," I smile.

"Hey," he shyly smiles. He glances at the two babies laying in the incubators, before walking towards Harry and I and climbing onto the bed with us. "Can I see them?" He asks.

I smile at Harry, before looking back down to Jake. "Of course." Harry gets up and grabs Bell, handing her to me, then takes Michael in his arms, walking back over to the bed.

"So, this is my family?" Jake asks.

"This is your family," Harry confirms. I smile at the two of them. Nothing would beat this moment.

Ever since I was a little girl, I had this longing. A longing to feel love, be loved, experience love. And thanks to Harry, that little girl's dream came true.

The End.