From Buitron to Styles

Chapter 59

Double trouble.

(Jacqueline's POV)

"Twins!? But... I. Oh my god Harry!"

Harry looked as if he was going to pass out.

"Yup. Double trouble." The doctor chuckled as he looked at the lives inside me.

"Erm, do you know the gender?"

"Well it looks as if there is... Oh! Here's a boy. If you look here, you can see this is a boy." Harry had a grin ear to ear.

"And this little one.. Wow. Is a girl." The doctor smiled.

I couldn't tell who was more happier. Me or Harry? I had a little girl to dress up and go shopping with, and Harry had a little boy to play baseball with. Could we ask for anything better?

"Oh, Harry." I looked at him, smiling. He kissed my nose.

"Would you like to go shopping, love?" Harry asked.

"I'd love to!"

I collected the pictures of my children, and walked out hand in hand with Harry.

"Today's just a lovely day. We found out we are having twins. Liam and Kenzie are back together." Harry spoke, I stopped him immediately.

"What!? Liam and Kenzie are together?! How do you know!?"

Kenzie hasn't talked to me as much ever since she moved out of our flat, and gone on her own.

"You didn't know? I thought Kenzie would've told you? Well, Liam told me. And there's pictures paps have took of them kissing."

"No! She didn't say a word to me!" I complained.

"Just give her time, okay?"

I agreed.

***

When Harry and I arrived home, we were definitely exhausted. Well, exhausted was an understatement.

We had came home with two white cribs, decorations, room paint, plenty of outfits for each child, and a big bill.

"I have to sit, my feet are killing me babe." I groaned, wobbling to the couch.

Before I could blink, Harry swept me off my feet and placed me where I wanted to be.

"Thank you, darling."

"Anything for you. Oh, I'll call the boys over later to help me set this stuff up. You okay with that?"

"Of course I'm okay with that, you idiot."

"Did you just call me a idiot?" Harry questioned.

"I think so."

"Erm, okay."

"Harry? Will you give me a foot massage?" I whined.

"Ewww, no."

He crinkled his face.

"Harry! What is so 'ew' about my feet?"

"I don't really know."

"Please."

"Later? Okay? The boys are here. I'm gonna get this started."

I sighed.