One drunk night // Harry Styles Fanfic

Chapter 20: Christmas!

It Christmas Day and I just walked in from my run. Harry is on the couch watching tv. May is playing with her toys on the ground. I closed the door and took my ear buds out. I stared the coffee maker. I looked at houses on my laptop.
"Babe, I can tell you did some squats today." Harry said. I turned around.
"Stup up." I say. He laughs.
"What time are we going to mums?" He asked.
"Like 10." I say.
"Will you clean up may's mess?" He asked.
"You do it." I said.
"It's too hard." He said.
"Suck it up." I said. He got in the ground and put her toys away.
"Look at this one." I said. He walked over holding Maybree. She held her arms out to me. I took her.
"I like this one." Harry says. May pulls my shirt down.
"No." I say. I pulled it back up. She fussed. Harry walked around the island and started fixing her a bottle.
"You say that about ever house." I say.
"That's because as long as it has what we need at a good price, We're good."
"I like the one the one closest to the studio." I say.
"I really liked the office in that one." He says. He stakes the bottle.
"We could check it out next week." I say.
"I can't do Monday, but what about Tuesday?"
"Yeah that's fine." He hands me the bottle. May layed her head back and I handed her the bottle.
"I need to take a shower." He says. He walked in our room. I continued looking at houses. We really needed to move. I took May to her room and changed her clothes. I put on black leggings with a white and red striped shirt and a red bow in her hair.
"Your so pretty." I said. She laughed. I took into my room and she watched little einstines while I got ready. I finished getting ready and sat in the bed looking through bridesmaid dresses. Our colors were a light pink, white, and cream. We wanted light pink dresses.
"Planning a wedding is too hard." I say. Harry is doing his hair.
"It will be over and we can ride into the sunset." I closed the laptop.
"And I can't wait." I say. I plugged in my laptop and threw the diaper bag over my shoulder.
"Ready?" He asked.
"Yeah." He pecked my lips.
"Kiss." May says. Harry kissed her. She smiled big.
"Let go, sister." I say. I picked her up.

"Hello!" Anne said opening the door.
"Hey Anne." I say.
"Marry Christmas mum." Harry says. She kissed his cheek.
"des, they're here." She says. We walked in. I set the diaper bag down.
"Shay!" Desmond said walking in.
"Hey, pops." I said. He hugged me.
"Gemma is on her way." Anne says.
"Hey dad." Harry said.
"Kiss." May says.
"Kiss?" Dad asked.
"She likes that word." I say.
"That's adorable." Anne says. I smiled.
"How are you feeling?" She asked.
"Much better." I say.
"She's a fighter." Harry says. He kissed my cheek.
"I'll get the snacks." Anne went in the kitchen. Des sat at the table reading the newspaper.
"Quit teasing me with those dimples." Harry says in my ear. I laughed.
"Shh.." I said. He took may and sat down.
"Did you eat breakfast?" Anne asks.
"Don't really." Harry said. He stood may in his legs and held her hands. She giggled. I walked in the kitchen and sat next to Desmond.
"We have pancakes if you would like some." She says.
"Thanks." I said. She set a plate of two pancakes in front of me.
"Oh my. These are amazing." I say.
"Oh thank you." She said. The doorbel rang.
"I got it." Anne walked to the door and opened it.
"Gem!" Anne said.
"Hey, mum." She walked in.
"Hey Harry." Harry got up. I put my fork down and walked in.
"How old is she now?" Gem asked.
"11 months." I said walking in.
"Hey Shay!" We hugged.
"Oh my gosh, she's gorgeous." Gemma took her from Harry's arms. I smiled.
"Des." Anne called. Harry wrappe one arm around my waist.
"How are you?" Gem asked.
"I'm good." I say.
"They look good." Anne says.
"Mum!" Harry said.
"What? You've seen them." She says. I laughed.
"Thank you Anne." I said. She winked.
"Really, they look great. Your a fighter for sure." Gem says.
"I have nothing to add, other than you didn't give up." Des says.
"Thanks. I love you guys." I say.
"We love you too sweetie." Anne says. May cried.
"It's ok." I took her. She curls her bottom lip wen she cries. It really funny.
"What's she doing with the lip?" Des asked.
"I don't know, she's been doing that lately." Harry says.
"It's adorable." Gem says. I rocked her. We sat in the family room.
"I love having you two this year." Des says.
"Thanks." I said. We opened gifts and talked.
"What did you get from Santa, may?" I asked.
"Father Christmas." Harry argued.
"Santa."
"Father Christmas." Harry said.
"Santa." I said.
"Calm down." Gem said. We laughed. It was really great to see everyone. I love that family so much.

"I tried playin it cool, but wen I'm looking at you..." Harry softly sang to may as she drifted to sleep. I stood in the door way.
"I can't ever be brave." I sang.
"Cause you make my heart race." We sang. He layed may in her crib and kissed me in the door way.
"Every time that you get-" Harry sang.
"Shut up." I said. He laughed.
"Netflix and chil?" He said. I laughed.
"All a mother could ask for is 1 episode of bachelorette in paradise." I say. He laughed.
"You watch that crap?"
"Harry!" I pushed his shoulder.
"Shh.." He closed may's door.
"Wine?" He asked.
"Yes." We walked in the kitchen. I stood at the sink. Harry came from behind. He moved my hair to one side of my neck.
"I have to do dishes." I say.
"Your not a mum right now." He says.
"I'm always a mom." I say.
"Yeah but, be my fiancé right now." That word felt so good. I turned around and kissed him.
"After dishes." I said. He clicked his teeth.
"Deal with it." I said. He laughed. He opened the bottle of wine. He handed me a glass. May cried.
"I got her." I said. I waked in her room and her diaper was off.
"May." I said. I layed her in the changing table and put one on.
"You'll pee your pants with out it." I put her back to bed.
"She took off her diaper." I say.
"Why she do that?"
"I don't know." I say in the couch with my legs over his lap. He layed a blanket over us.
"I miss the days wen it was just you and I. But I love theses days more." He says. I smiled.
"Good, they are here forever." I said. Harry started kissing me.
"Netflix hasn't even loaded yet." I said.
"So?"
"So not yet." He laughed.
"Stop teasing me." He said. The screen was stuck at 99%.
"Fuck it." He grabbed me.