Everything About You (A Harry Styles Fan Fiction)

Chapter Twenty Eight

Here's the last chapter before the epilogue! And I love these last two parts! Hope you like them(:

-Cierra(:

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After what felt like minutes of falling asleep I heard Karson crying. I turned to get out of Harry's arms but he stopped me.

"I told you I'd get them. Go to sleep." He whispered as he kissed my forehead and got up. I glanced at the clock and saw it was 6:30am.

"Harry, no. It's been 2 1/2 damn hours. You need sleep. Now lay back down." I commanded and he said no.

"You will take a nap when the twins do. Got it?" I asked and he nodded.

"Now sleep, Princess." Harry told me as he kissed me. I glared at him but laid back down anyway. I finally woke up at 11:30am and freaked.

"Harry Edward Styles!" I yelled.

"Ooooh! Daddy's in trouble!" The kids laughed.

"Yes, love?" He asked.

"Why in God's name didn't you wake me up earlier!" I shouted as I reached the living room.

"I almost yelled 'Why the fuck wasn't I woken up by 9am?' but I decided that wasn't good." I whispered in his ear.

"I'm gonna go sleep now, and our date is at 6. Wake me up at 3 please." He whispered as he got up.

"I love you." He told me as he kissed me.

"I love you too." I said into his shoulder.

"Stop being all mushy!" Kaleb yelled.

"Oh shut up, Kaleb! They're being romantic!" Kaitlyn yelled.

"Thank you, pumpkin, but watch it with the 'shut up's!" I thanked her.

"Sorry, Mummy!" She apologized.

"Now go sleep, honey." I demanded and Harry gave me a long kiss. We kissed for a little while until Kaleb intentionally clearing his throat reminded me that the kids were there.

"Go." I commanded and he slapped my butt as he walked away.

"Kids, you're going to Uncle Louis and Aunt Lexi's house. Go get your things for staying the night." I told them and they ran upstairs.

"But be quiet and let your father sleep!" I yelled and they complied.

Harry and I got to the restaurant precisely at 6 and were immediately seated.

"Hello, Mr. Styles. What would you like to drink?" The waitress smiled and completely ignored me.

"Princess, what would you like?" Harry asked me.

"Coke is fine." I said bluntly. I was pissed already.

"So a Coke for the fat one." She muttered and Harry didn't hear. I tensed up and wouldn't look at anything but the menu and a random spot on the tablecloth.

"And for you?" She flirted with Harry.

"Same." He frowned as he saw how pissed I was.

"I'll be right back." She winked as she squeezed his shoulder.

"Princess?" He asked and I didn't answer.

"Hey." He questioned, obviously very worried, as he grabbed my hand and tried to look into my eyes. I pulled it back and still wouldn't look at him.