Mistake.

Chapter 23

A/N: be sure to read author's not at the end of the chapter.

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Harry's P.O.V

I think it was five o'clock in the morning when Scarlett's cries woke me up.

I gently got out of bed as to not wake up Alexandra, and walked over to my daughter's bassinet to get her out.

"What's wrong Baby Bear? Daddy's here, there's no need to cry. Shh, little love. Dada's here." As quietly and softy as I could, I exited our room and went down the hall, towards the kitchen.

"Does my girl want a bottle, hmm? Yeah, Daddy will get his princess a warm bottle." I cooed, kissing Scarlett's temple. The baby girl whined and cuddled further into my chest, laying her head on my shoulder with a pout on her little lips.

I walked into the kitchen and got out the things I needed to make her a bit of formula.

"Daddy's almost done, Baby Bear." I soothed when she began to whimper and mouth at my shirt.

The minute I placed the tip of the bottle into her eager little mouth, she was suckling at it like it was the end of Earth.

"You were just hungry, eh? Daddy's so sorry." I muttered, walking out of kitchen and into the living room. I turned on one of the lamps that was by the fireplace, I laid back on the warm, dark brown couch.

Scarlett continued to guzzle down her food eagerly, whilst I stroked her chestnut colored hair away from her face.

"Daddy loves you so much, Angel. You and Mummy are Daddy's entire Universe. I don't know what I'd do without my girls. Never forget that, Daddy will do absolutely anything and everything to keep you and Mummy safe and happy." I murmured leaning down to kiss her forehead.

A few minutes later, I gazed down at my baby to find her asleep with the bottle about to slip from between her lips.

"Sleep tight baby girl. Daddy loves you." I whispered.

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Alexandra's P.O.V

When I woke up the next morning, I expected to be in the arms of my lovely boyfriend, but no. I was met with an empty side in bed.

I sighed, getting out of bed nonetheless to check on Miss Styles.

"How did Mummy's girl sleep?" I cooed completely oblivious to the empty bassinet.

"What the heck?" I mumbled, my heart beat increasing a bit. I exited the room and jogged down the hall.

The sight I was greeted with when I entered the living room completely melted my heart.

Sprawled out on the couch, laid Harry with Scarlett conked out on his chest, gripping a large chunk of his t-shirt in her tiny hand; a blanket draped over them.