Living with One Direction (Hariana)

-151-: Harry and Ariana have a date night before the baby arrives

Harry had insisted on squeezing one last romantic date before the baby came, so Lou was on her way over to watch Alexandria and Dylan. Harry had asked the boys but they had all mad plans seeing as it was such short notice.

Even though Ariana was going to cancel it earlier because Dylan had a bad night with having a tummy ache so they were both extremely tired, but Ariana decided that she needed this date before baby #3 came.

"What did I do to deserve you," Harry said sweetly as Ariana walked into the living room wearing a marl grey maxi dress, seeing as that was all that would fit her anymore. She shook her head and rolled her eyes. She was convinced that he was making a joke, but he wasn't. And as he sat with Alexandria on his lap, watching Ariana with Dylan on yours, he wondered what he had done. He must have done something spectacularly wonderful in a past life because he didn't deserve her.

The front door open and closed. "Auntie Lou's here," she sang through the house and Alexandria's eyes shot open and she ran towards the door.

"Auntie Lou! You do my hair and makeup tonight?" Lou nodded and scooped the primary school aged child up, planting a kiss on her cheek and making her way into the living room.

"I wish I looked like that when I was preggers. 'Ere I just looked like I had a watermelon up me shirt," Lou chuckled and gave you a hug with the arm she wasn't holding Alexandria with.

"Thanks Lou, but I feel like a beached whale. But what about you, anymore kids?" She shook her head.

"Not at the moment, we're debating it," she smirked at her words and she knew that meant that they were trying.

"And you me little curly haired friend. You look good tonight, let me just," her tongue slipped out of her mouth in concentration as she shuffled his hair around a little. "Okay, go have some fun. The kids and I will be fine," Ariana nodded and kissed Dylan.

"Bye little guy, we'll see you soon okay?" His bottom lip started to pout and his jaw started to quiver as he held onto Ariana's neck when she went to put him down. "Hey Dyl, what's wrong?" Ariana asked.

"Mama and daddy leave," Ariana nodded and rubbed his back.

"Yeah but they come back later on," Lou said and whispered something into his ear. His eyes lit up and you smiled. She was great with them. He let go of Ariana's neck and held his arms out to Lou.

She had the two of their kids in her arms, one on each hip and she smiled. Ariana kissed each of her babies and then went out to the SUV Harry had organized this evening so none of them had to drive.

They pulled up to Lemonia and she smiled. Ariana has been craving Greek all week. She took his outstretched hand as he helped her out of the car. The paparazzi that were standing outside started to crowd closer and she cuddled into Harry's side. He carefully pushed his way through and helped her into the restaurant.

Once Harry had given his name over and both of them were both seated at the secluded table, Harry relaxed completely. He wouldn't tell Ariana, but he was worried about her with the paparazzi and being pregnant.

Ariana ordered the Chicken Shashlik and Harry ordered the Lamb Souvlaki. When their food came, they dug in and moaned. Satisfying a craving after almost 6 days is one of the most incredible things Ariana will ever feel.

"Smile babe," Ariana looked up at Harry and noticed he was taking a picture and she smiled holding her fork with a piece of chicken on it.

He started typing in Instagram, posting the picture and he hadn't felt any luckier than at this moment, here with you.

harrystyles: Hot date night with my beautiful wife before baby #3 comes. I'm so lucky .x

"So, you want baklava?" He smiled and Ariana nodded.

"When do I ever turn down baklava, Harry?" He shook his head, got the waiters attention and ordered them both a piece of the sweet goodness.

After finishing up with dinner, Harry and Ariana both sat for a while talking, hands intertwined on the table. A sharp pain shot through her and she flinched. "What's wrong? Are you in labor?" Ariana shook your head.

"No don't worry. Our daughter just found my ribs," Ariana pouted and he kissed her hand. "Let's get home," she proposed and he nodded.

When they stepped out of the restaurant, the SUV had already pulled up. The cameras went crazy but thankfully they stayed a fair distance away this time. Harry assisted Ariana in climbing into the car first before climbing into it himself. The car pulled away and she cuddled into him. They were both just getting into a heated make out session when the driver interrupted them both.

"There's a pap car following us, Harry," Ariana sighed and Harry put a hand through his hair.

"Pull over," The driver done as he was told and Ariana didn't know what was going to happen. She looked out the back window and saw the car had pulled over beside them and there was two guys getting out. One of them with a camera, the red record light clearly lit. Harry rolled down his window.

"Can you turn that camera off a minute?" Harry asked but the man ignored him. "The camera can you turn it off?" He ignored him again.

"Yo man, cut it," the man that was standing closer to Harry said to his friend but still he ignored it. "Can we just get a few shots?" He asked Harry and Harry asked him once more to turn off the camera but again, no difference.

"I need some sleep, so I'd really, really appreciate if you'd stop following us, because my wife and I are going home to sleep," Harry said politely.

"Roger," the man that was talking with Ariana's husband said. The other man still rudely filming.

"Harry. Pleasure, nice to meet you," he said shaking 'Roger's' hand.

"You're a true gentleman man," Roger said.

"I'd really appreciate it if you'd stop filming," Harry tiredly replied. "And stop following us because we're going home to bed," he was starting to get annoyed now that the two men were completely ignoring everything he asked.

"I give you my word. Just remember me next time, my name's Roger."

"Your friend is really rude," Ariana's husband said pointing to the man with the camera who had now changed angles trying to get a shot of Ariana.

"I can only speak for myself," Roger replied.

"Hi mate," Harry said to the camera guy who gave the 'hello' nod.

"Thank you," Harry said to the two men getting really frustrated by this point.

"You good?" Roger asked.

"Well, your friends not really-"

"Can't we just get a few shots?" Roger cut Harry off and Ariana heard Harry sigh quietly.

"Your friend is not- bye bro," Harry said, giving up with the two men he was trying to be polite to.

He rolled up the window and told the driver to drive. "Are you okay love?" Ariana nodded and moved in closer to him.

"I'm good, are you?" She asked and rubbed his hand.

"I am too. Because you're here," Ariana smiled and kissed him.

"God I can't wait to sleep tonight." Ariana whispered in Harry's ear and he nodded agreeing.